Bree arrived outside the school in record time.
"Hello?" she called out wandering round the exterior of the building.
"Bree you made it"
The girl nodded and walked over to the figure appearing from the dumpsters.
"Look, my family nearly caught me out, I can't do this anymore"
She let out a scream as her arm was twisted up behind her back and held there.
"You'll do it as long as I tell you to. You made your decision Bree remember? You don't work for Davenport anymore. You work for me. Got it?"
She nodded, a single tear running down her cheek.

Back in the lab Davenport was pacing, trying to tune out Chase' wittering.
"ENOUGH!" The man hollered "Bree is just acting up like all teenage girls her age. She's not sick, she's not brainwashed. She's simply disrespectful and I will not have it in my house. When she gets home later she is grounded, no excuses!"
With that he left the lab muttering to himself angrily.
"I would not like to be in Bree's shoes tonight" Leo whistled spinning quickly on Big D's chair.
"Duh, her shoes are all neon colours and girly...and probably too small for you Leo" Adam pointed out with a raised eyebrow.
Leo facepalmed as the chair continued to spin round.

That evening, everyone was sat watching a movie when the door opened quietly.
Bree shuffled in rubbing her arm to rid herself of bruising.
"Ah here she is, the deserter" Davenport announced, pausing the VCR.
Tasha nudged him and looked up at her stepdaughter
"Good day sweetie?"
"Uh yeah I guess" Bree nodded "But I'm dead so if it's okay I'll just head downstairs?"
Tasha nodded warmly while the boys stayed silent.
Holding back tears, the teen rushed downstairs, desperate for the safety of her capsule.

Before she could climb in, her phone rang.
"Oh great" she grumbled seeing the caller ID.
Reluctantly she answered, holding the device a few inches away from her ear.
"What?" she asked dully
"Don't take that tone with me, I'm your boss now"
She sighed
"Sorry. Boss. What can I do for you?" she corrected sarcastically
"They're not onto you are they?"
"No, I told you. Anyway quit hassling me, I've had enough! I agreed to work with you but not so you could check up on me every 5 minutes! If anything's gonna get me caught it's you!"
"Get some sleep, you obviously need it"
With that the line went dead.
Sighing, Bree stepped into her capsule and closed her eyes, waiting for sleep to come.

Around 30 minutes later, Adam and Chase crept down to bed, not wanting to wake their sister.
They both shot her worried looks as she slept.
"I'm telling you, she's not acting normal" Chase whispered
"I know she's not normal, she's bionic" Adam hissed back with a thumbs up.
Chase gritted his teeth together and ignoring his brother, climbed into his capsule.