A/N: Keep up the good work, everyone. Keep up the good work. It may seem weird that I'm not pairing Calla and Chase together, but let me tell you: I don't know what it is about my writing, but I do pairings and the people are like: If there's any other couple other than X, it would be Y. Title is Kobe Bryant because the original title I had was too long and didn't fit. All right, let's get onto the reviews:

Calladora: I messaged you earlier, so I'll just say thanks.

Beverlie4055: I'm glad. Next time, can you tell me what you like about it? Just saying you love it doesn't tell me anything. I find it almost as bad as someone flaming me, so can you tell me what you liked so I can keep doing it? Thanks.

Anime Star99: Your nose smells correctly.

AllAmericanSlurp: Yeah. Here's this original episode. The next one Calladora thought up of for me.

Guest: Yes, there's quite a lot love in the air.

Another thing: my character's bad days are over exaggerated. That's just how I write it. There is a special guest appearance this episode by Kobe Bryant. So Kobe, can you do the disclaimer?

Kobe: Sure. Humanusscriptor does not own Lab Rats. He only owns Future Leo's future while Kihonne owns Calla and her OC's. Jerry Buss owns the Lakers and I.


Previously on Lab Rats:

"You lied to me!" I seethed.

"About what?" Leo asked.

"Stop trying to play stupid! You know darn well what! How could you lie to me about Ethan!?"

Leo opened his mouth to say something, but quickly closed it. Instead, he looked down at the ground embarrassed.

"I thought you would be a great stepbrother, but I guess I was wrong. You're a terrible stepbrother!"

"Look, back at the dance, I made a mistake. A big one. I was jealous for no reason, and I left you. I feel horrible. Perhaps the biggest mistake was losing you. I don't expect you to say yes, but would you give me a second chance?"

"Yes, Ethan. I will gladly give you a second chance," Bree stated.

"Tasha, what do I do? How do I get Bree to realize that I care for her more than Ethan?"

"Well, start hanging out with other girls. That will make Bree jealous and then she'll come around."

"Now that everyone is present, Leo, enlighten us as to why you head over to Calla's ever afternoon after track," Big D said as he set his feet on the coffee table.

"Calla may be in pain right now, but someday, she's going to fully recover and I'm going to be there for her every step of the way. If I could go through hell with Calla, with any of you, I would. That's why I always visit Calla. I want to be there for her!"

Leo left shortly after that. Almost as soon as he did, I got a text message from an unidentified number. Shrugging, I opened it.

Hey, Chase. This is Janelle. Leo gave me your number. After school on Monday, would you like to meet at Starbucks until Leo's practice ends?

I smiled and texted back:

Sure. Sounds great.

The birds chirped peacefully inside the Parker residence that damp Saturday morning. Blinking rapidly to wake up, Leo Dooley arose from his spot on the couch and headed outside for a run. Leo Dooley had spent the night at the Parker's because it was the weekend and he was going to be home past his bedtime. However, due to thunderstorms, Leo's eccentric billionaire father insisted he stay the night, and that was how Leo found himself sleeping on his friend's couch.

Upstairs, both Jaden and Calla were sleeping, the latter more peacefully than the former. Due to an accident while working over at the Davenport's, Calla's back was injured. She had to have stiches to cover up the back wound and was missing most of the rest of the school year. Her friends had visited quite often, but hardly anyone showed up every day. Except for one. Leo Francis Dooley.

Calla had heard Leo make a comment that Bree was his wife, and she was beginning to wonder why he made such an absurd comment like that. Calla had the feeling that Leo was from the future and that was how he could see his future visions, but she had a high suspicion she wasn't correct. In less than a week, Calla was going to figure out the truth, but first, she needed to get better.

After jogging for forty minutes, Leo returned from his run and headed into the Parker's bathroom shower. When that was done, Leo dried off; he donned on the extra set of clothes he had brought along, and headed into the kitchen, hoping to make some breakfast for the Parker family.

Soon, the smell of pancakes wafted through the house, tantalizing both Calla's and Jaden's nose. As soon as Jaden smelled the pancakes, he was downstairs in a heartbeat and helping Leo. A short time later, Leo carried the tray of pancakes upstairs to Calla and set it down right under her nose.

Calla woke up and breathed in the scent of syrup and pancakes. As Calla dug in, Leo asked, "Morning. How are you today?"

"Better than last night, I'll tell you that much," Calla answered before sipping some juice. "Thanks for making breakfast, Jaden."

"Leo was the one who made breakfast," Jaden corrected.

Calla cast a glance at Leo. "You can cook?"

"Yeah, but I don't really do it that much," Leo confessed.

"You should be my waiter."

Leo said nothing upon that remark. Instead, he and Jaden watched Calla finish off a couple of pancakes. As soon as Calla finished, Leo took the plate and handed it to Jaden who headed downstairs to wash the plate off, leaving the two friends alone.

"Calla, what are you doing?" Leo asked as he watched Calla sit up in bed and swing her body to the side.

"Trying to stand up," Calla answered. Sure enough, she was able to do so. Leo offered her a hand to steady herself, but Calla rejected it and step by step, she slowly made her way to the door. Leo was so in awe that he almost forgot to hold the door open for Calla. "Thanks."

"No problem. Hey, Jaden, Calla's walking!"

"Is she really?" Jaden asked as he dashed out of the kitchen to indeed see his sister walking. "Way to go, sis! Leo, get her wheelchair. I'll be right back."

"It's not that big of a deal really," Calla stated. "It might likely come back tomorrow."

"Well regardless, this is a historic moment for us," Jaden announced as he emerged from the kitchen with the video camera. "You're live, sis!"

"Jaden, turn that thing off!"

"No! I want to capture this moment on film. Now, walk down the stairs," Jaden ordered.

Calla muttered something unintelligible and started walking down the stairs, Leo right by her side and offering her words of encouragement. Finally, Calla reached the bottom, and stated, "Turn it off now."

"Sure thing, sis."

Jaden turned off the camera and placed a hand on his sister's shoulder, only to let go when she complained. Jaden looked at the clock and realized he had to leave for the high school if he wanted to be at practice on time.

"I got to go. Leo, do you want me to drop you off at home now or after my practice? You can stay here and help Calla with whatever. Or just talk like you two usually do."

"I'll wait here until after you get back from practice before you take me home. I'll talk to Calla for the time being."

As soon as Jaden left, Leo told Calla bout his date with Janelle. After a while, Calla tried walking again. She called for her wheelchair ten minutes later.

"Do I have projects anytime soon?" Calla asked.

"Just science. I can help if you want," Leo offered.

"Science is my favorite subject. You can help put together the stuff."

Leo shrugged and started grabbing supplies. Over the next two hours, Leo did most of Calla's project for her. Jaden arrived back, and later dropped off Leo and Calla at the Davenport's mansion. Calla was feeling better, so she was going to start work back up again. Of course, it was a tour, which explained what the different equipment looked like and what they did. Mr. Davenport thought it would be safer and was not risking the chance of further injury for Calla.

Most of the family had accepted Calla as a friend again, except for Chase. No one knew why, but they sensed he didn't enjoy her presence. That was his fault.


Monday, Leo's POV

So, there was a drawing today to see who would walk away with two NBA tickets to Staples Center. I entered for three reasons. One, I had nothing to lose. Two, I knew the winning combination thanks to my future knowledge, and three, Bree and Ethan needed a second date and what better way than with tickets to a Lakers home game?


Monday, Chase's POV

Well, today was the day I was meeting up with Janelle at Starbucks. I was looking forward to this date. Why? Janelle is smart, funny, has a cute laugh, and she's my type of girl: a nerd. Was I nervous? Nah! Why would someone with the highest IQ be nervous?

I arrived at Starbucks the same time as Janelle and we both walked in together, both ordering the same thing and sitting down next to each other.

"So, historical architecture… anything?"

"Can we talk about something different instead?" Janelle asked.

Leaning back in my chair, I agreed.

"Something doesn't seem right with Leo. I'm receiving mixed signals from him. Does he like me? Why is he seeing Calla so much?"

"I can answer both of those for you. You see…" I told Janelle the conversation that Leo has shared with the family about why he always went over to Leo's house.

Janelle didn't say anything for the longest time, instead biting her lip and thinking deeply, her Frappuccino remaining untouched. "I see," she finally said. "There's another thing that doesn't seem right with Leo. He acts as if he knows everything. He's hiding something, I feel."

"I agree with you. I noticed that as well. He is hiding something, but I have no idea what."

"Well, how about we try and find out?" Janelle suggested, flashing a mischievous grin.

I leaned closer. "We go detective on him?"

"Bingo," Janelle stated before she finally took a sip of her Frappuccino.

Leo, whatever it is you're hiding, Janelle and I are going to get to the bottom of it. Mark my words.

The second that Leo arrived home, I started barraging him with questions, trying to figure out what he was hiding. He told me that was for him to know and for me to figure out. He never gave me any hints, so whatever he was hiding, he didn't want to tell me or anyone else.

I ate dinner while keeping an eye on everyone. Adam was on his new diet. He had asked me to help him study for his math test earlier. Since I was on my way out, I told him to talk to Tasha about it. Sure enough, Tasha and Adam were in the living room studying for his math test. I'd be surprised if Adam did well. Then again, Trent did get an A on his last test and had started being kinder to Leo. I guess anything was possible.


The next day, Leo's POV

It was a horrendously windy day. Nothing was going my way today. I woke up late, I was late to all my classes, I got bullied by the football players that still hated me, I didn't have any money to buy breakfast or lunch, and my health teacher had us play basketball, which I suck eggs at! The only good thing about that day was that I won those tickets. I was supposed to pick them up after track.

"Here are your tickets, Dooley," Principal Perry stated. "If you lose them, that's your problem."

"Understood," I informed. I clutched the tickets hard in my hand and headed outside. Now that I had the tickets, all I had to do was return home with them. I had promised Bree I'd give them to her when I won. I thought my bad luck was over.

I was wrong.

As I headed home, the wind blowing against my jacket and backpack, I took a step forward… right into a pothole. Due to the impact, I fell forward, the tickets escaping my hand and flying off in the wind. Ignoring the bruises on my knees, I headed after the tickets. I had worn shorts that morning, and now I was regretting it. I reached for one of the tickets, and missed. I reached again, and missed.

The tickets were way ahead of me. Based on the wind pattern, the tickets would travel and fall right into… oh no. The sewer! One of the tickets landed in the sewer. The other one was quickly falling. I dove for that one as it was falling. I missed, and the tickets I had won had literally gone down the drain.

Sighing, I stood up. Immediately, I smelled blood. Looking down, blooding was oozing down my knee, and a nasty bruise was forming. The best part of my day had literally been for nothing. At least I still had my phone.

I turned to pick up my phone, but at that moment, a car came out of nowhere and I had to jump back. When the car left, I noticed my phone was in pieces along the roadside. Worst. Day. Ever.

"Well, at least it's not—" Thunder clashed from overhead and a torrential downpour started. "Raining." 'Worst day ever!' I thought as I collected my phone and limped home in the rain.

"Leo, you're—what happened?" Tasha exclaimed, abandoning the dishes and heading over to me immediately.

"I've had a horrible day," I admitted.

Sensing that I didn't want to talk about it, Tasha nodded and told me to clean off upstairs while she heated dinner up for me. I told her not to bother, but a glare from her told me to just obey her. I had reached the bathroom when I heard Bree calling my name.

"Hey, Leo. Do you have-? Leo? What happened to you?" she exclaimed, rushing over and assessing my injuries.

"Horrible day," I stated.

"I'm taking Ethan out on Thursday to the Staples Center. You have the tickets, right?"

I felt guilt wash over me and I had to look away.

"Leo?" Bree asked, walking in front of me.

I couldn't take it anymore and I sobbed into her shoulder, letting go of all the hurt and frustration that had happened today. When I finally calmed down, I tried to let go, but Bree pulled her closer again, her fingers stroking my hair. I didn't resist. When at last she let go, I smiled and thanked her.

She shrugged it off and asked for the tickets again. It hurt to tell her I lost them, but I did. She said that that was okay, but I could tell that it wasn't.

"Listen, I will try to get you another set of tickets for you. I don't know how, but I'm going to try," I promised.

"It's all right. You've had a rough day. I'll just tell Ethan they were lost."

I nodded, not completely satisfied before I hopped in the shower. I saw Bree walk out, a disappointed look on her face. The shower helped relieve some of the pain, but not all of it. When I had finished, I ate dinner and called Calla's house. No one was home, so I left a message and went to bed.


I was healed by Wednesday. Chase was still trying to figure out what I was hiding. He knew I was going to crack eventually; he was right. Track had just ended, later than usual I might add, and I was positively starved. Looking in my wallet, I realized I had enough for a meal, so I entered McDonalds. Lame yes, but that was the first restaurant I saw. In front of me was a person taller than Adam was. He wore athletic clothes and looked an awful lot like Kobe Bryant. When he turned his head to the side, I realized it actually was Kobe Bryant!

"And I'll take it to go," Kobe said. Turning around and noticing my bruise marks, he said, "Be sure to put some ice on that. Basketball?"

"No. I won tickets to your home game, but while I was on my way home, I landed in a pothole and the tickets landed in the sewers. I was going to give them to my sister so she and her boyfriend could have a better date, but I guess that's never going to happen," I stated, my voice receding as I finished the sentence.

"She really means a lot to you, doesn't she?" Kobe asked sincerely.

I nodded. "Yeah. She was disappointed."

"Come outside with me," Kobe ordered. "I think I can fix that."

Curious, I followed Kobe outside to his car. Opening his car and opening his bag, Kobe handed me two tickets. I looked at them confused.

"Take 'em. Make your sister proud, but don't go telling anyone else where you got them. All right?"

"Okay. How can I thank you?"

"Remember this: it's not how you start, but how you finish."

Even though I wasn't entirely sure what Kobe meant by that, I promised I would. Kobe headed back into the restaurant, leaving me speechless in the wake. Did Kobe just help me out big time? Suddenly, I was full, even though I hadn't had anything since noon. I must have been too happy to care for food.

"You'll never guess what just happened," I cried when I entered my house.

Tasha looked up from her dinner plate and asked, "What?"

I held out two NBA tickets. Bree gasped, rushed over to me, and hugged me so hard; I thought my back would pop. It didn't, thankfully.

"I can't thank you enough! How did you get these?"

"I ran into one of the players when I stopped at McDonalds for food. So excited about bringing the tickets home, I forgot to eat," I confessed. "Strangely, I am not hungry."

"I'll put dinner away. Be sure to microwave it tomorrow morning," Tasha stated as she placed my dinner in the fridge.

"Okay. Mom, can I bring Calla to a movie on Thursday?"

Tasha agreed so long as I did all my chores on Friday. I thought it was a fair deal.


Bree's POV

It was unbelievable how good seats Ethan and I had. We were twenty feet away from the floor!

"Wow. Nice seats, Bree," Ethan commented, obviously impressed how close up we were.

Too stunned at the sight in front of me, I nodded. When we both took our seats, the lights dimmed down and the spotlights began to fly around every which way.

"Welcome, Laker fans for tonight's matchup between the Indiana Pacers and your own Los Angeles Lakers! Starting in tonight's lineup for the Indiana Pacers..."

I ignored the announcer, instead examining the court and players around me.

Ethan and I had some of the best seats in the stadium, and it was all because of Leo. He is a great stepbrother after all. I cheered when the announcer started to announce our team's players.


Leo's POV

The Parker's car stopped right in front of the movie theater. After helping Calla exit the car, Calla's mom told us to call when we were done and drove off, leaving the two of us directly in front of the movie theater.

"Thanks for bringing me along, Leo. I haven't had time for a while now, excluding the time I walked down the stairs."

"Yeah, well Bree and Ethan are at the Laker's game, which would mean Chase and I would have to hang out and with Chase asking so many questions, I decided I need a break," I admitted. "Besides, I always hang out with you."


Chase's POV

Tasha and I were the only ones home tonight. I had finished my homework a long time ago and was watching TV, bored out of my mind. Adam was at the gym, Bree was at the Laker's game with Ethan, Leo and Calla were out watching some movie, and Mr. Davenport was off at some scientific convention.

"Chase, can you bring me the cooking book from upstairs? I think it's on Leo's bed," Tasha called.

"Sure thing," I called, sitting up and heading into Leo's room. Sure enough, there was a cooking book on his bed. I grabbed it and was about to head downstairs when I noticed my name sticking out of Leo's math book. Curious, I set the cooking book back on the bed, and opened the math book to the page with my name on it. My eyes widened and my throat ran dry as I read the first line:

Things to Change in This Timeline:

1. Get on Principal Perry's good side

2. Get on Trent's good side: V

3. Grow More Muscles: Getting there

4. Strengthen bond with siblings: Getting there

5. Warn Chase about the school bell: V

6. Throw a party and not get caught

7. Watch out for Spike: V

8. Recruit Spike as extra member: Shot down

8. Teach Bree how to dance V

I stopped reading through the list; I know knew what Leo was hiding. It did not make sense, but there was no mistaking it: Leo was from the future. He had been hiding that secret. This was big news. I had to tell Janelle and Calla about this. However, if I were to steal it from Leo's room, he would know I was in here.

"Chase, did you find it?" Tasha asked.

"Not yet," I called. Taking out my phone, I took pictures of Leo's papers, slammed his math book closed, and brought the cooking book downstairs to Tasha before seating myself on the couch. Quickly bringing up Janelle's name on my phone, I texted:

I found out what Leo was hiding.


A/N: I told you I would end it with a shocker. Chase and Janelle know what Leo's secret is. And they're going to tell Calla. Leo is going to be in for some surprises. Although, everyone who doesn't know Leo's secret is as well. Find out what intentions I have when I update Back to the Future. I'm almost positive it won't be as long as Kihonne's.