"Bree!" Mr. Davenport yells later that day. I can tell by the tone in his voice that I am in trouble.

"I'm in the kitchen!" I yell. Seconds later Mr. Davenport walks into kitchen.

"Why would you say that to them?" He snaps.

"Say what?" I say innocently.

"You know what I mean."

"Listen, I'm just tired of being afraid to go out in public with them. They just always seem to find a way to embarrass me. I mean seriously they got me kicked out of the mall because Adam was acting like a child."

"What's wrong with you? You know he can't help the way he acts." Rarely have I seen Mr. Davenport this angry.

"That's why he should stay home. He can't cause any problems if he is at home."

"I can't talk to you right now. All your brothers wanted to do was to go to the mall; so what if they made a couple mistakes."

"They made more than a couple mistakes. They made a ton of mistakes. " I point out.

"What do you want from them Bree?"

"I want them to at least try to be normal." Why I am I the bad guy here? It's a simple desire, why is everyone making such a big deal out of it?

"When are you going to realize this is their new normal? Adam's cluelessness, Chase's awkwardness, how they depend on each other for everything, that's their new normal. You should be proud at the progress they have made. They aren't even supposed to be alive. Let alone in this good of condition. When will you just accept them?"

"I do accept them!" I protest.

"Oh really, last time I hear telling someone that they should just stay home and not go out in public doesn't really scream 'I love and accept you'." Mr. Davenport turns away and walks down to the lab. I stare at the same spot on the counter for a couple minutes as his words sink in. Maybe he is right. No he isn't right. He doesn't understand how I feel. If he did he wouldn't have said that to me.

A week passes by since the mall incident. The tension in the house is still high in the house. Although Mr. Davenport hasn't really snapped at me again, but Adam and Chase don't wait for me come to home anymore and Adam isn't constantly giving me hugs. Sometimes Chase won't even show up for family dinners. All he does is work on inventions. All Adam does is watch Chase and play with things around the lab. Sometimes he even talks to Eddie.

"So you feel like talking to them yet?" Leo asks me on the way home from school one day.

"What?"

"You know, Adam and Chase. Are you going to talk to them again?" He asks me.

"They're the ones not talking to me." I huff.

"Oh come on, you guys lived in a basement together for 15 years. You aren't really going to let this tare you guys apart."

"You understand why I am mad at them, right?" I ask him.

"Nope, you really crossed the line. I'm, with Adam and Chase on this one." Leo says. Thanks for your support Leo.

"But they embarrassed me!" I remind him.

"Do you know what this whole fight reminds me of?"

"What." I snap.

"It reminds me of that last fight the 3 of you had before the accident. You know when they pulled that prank on you at school. Then you guys were to mad at each other to really focus on the mission and then that bomb went off and ruined Chase and Adam's lives forever." Thank you Leo for tearing off that band aid.

"This is nothing like that fight." I protest.

"Actually it's everything like that fight."

"Can we talk about something else?" I ask him as we walk up to the front door.

"Sure, have you apologized to them for that last fight yet?"

"LEO!"

"Okay, okay…" He says defensively.

"Hey why is the door locked?" I ask him. The front door won't budge.

"I don't know."

"I'll check to other doors." I super speed around the house and check the other entrances including the windows, nothing. "They're all locked."

"Okay, now I'm worried." Leo starts to panic.

"Eddie, can you open the door?" I ask him. No answer.

"EDDIE!" Leo pounds on his screen. Then a face pops up onto the screen, Krane.

"Hello Bree, missing something?" He snarls.

"Adam and Chase!" I gasp.

"And Donald and his T.V. wife." He finishes. The screen moves. It shows Adam, Chase, Mr. Davenport and Tasha all trapped in a plastic box.

"Let them go!" I demand.

"Why do you always think I'll just let them go because you told me to?" He asks me.

"Just give me back my family." I demand.

"Fine, but you have to earn them back." HE smiles. "Here's the deal. I want to play a little game with you. Here's how you play. I'll ask you a question about one of your family members. If you can answer the question correctly I'll sent that member on their way home, but if you get it wrong, they die." He laughs.

"Fine, let's play."

"Not so fast, I'm, not done." He says. Then a sharp pain comes on the top of my head and darkness follows.

Does anyone know if 3 minus bree is going to be posted on youtube, because that's the only way I get to watch the new episodes.