A/N: Wow, so this is the last chapter. :'( JK, I had such a great time writing this and I want to thank everyone for being so supportive and encouraging. This was my first fanfic and it meant so much. You guys are amazing!

Dirtkid123: Sorry, I thought it would be easier to split it into two shorter chapters. I guess I just feel that way because of my insanely short attention span! :) Anyways, thanks for being such a supportive reader and reviewer during this story!
Asori: Thank you! You've been amazing and very encouraging this whole time. Thanks again!
X-X-Midnight Star-X-X: Welcome back! And I certainly hope there's nothing wrong with that because I have to admit I like those kind of stories as well. (Of course, I've been told I'm a weird person.) Also, don't apologize for missing a chapter; you've been so supportive in your reviews and I'm really grateful. Thanks!
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LoveShipper: I've always felt that Leo was a bit underappreciated considering how many bad guys he has helped take out (even before he was bionic). Anyways, thank you again for all your reviews and for reading this story all the way through to the end.
PurpleNicole531: I love it when they put touching family moments (no matter how short) in the show and I've been disappointed with how few of those we've gotten this season. I'm really glad you liked the chapter and thank you so much!
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Okay, so here is the final chapter and I hope you all like it!


Chapter 12: "Everything's Great"

He could feel himself slowly rising towards consciousness. Unfortunately, that meant that he could also now feel the pain. And there was a lot of it. He ached all over and his head and chest seemed to hurt the most. He tried to push himself back into the safety of his dreams, but there was too much noise.

He carefully and systematically began filtering through the various sounds and noises that were filling his brain. He quickly dismissed any that he knew were coming from outside - including a car engine starting up three blocks away - and focused on the ones that he knew to be originating in this room.

Adam was talking loudly, asking about him. Mr. Davenport's slightly quieter voice was answering him. Leo was standing nearby, trying to help explain things in a way that Adam would understand. Tasha was also there; she was saying something to Leo. Bree was standing a few feet away; she wasn't speaking, but he knew the sound of her breathing and heartbeat rather well by now. After all, they'd grown up together.

He still didn't feel like opening his eyes yet. He'd much rather slip back into unconcsiousness and leave the real world behind for a little while longer. Where was he anyway?

This wasn't the lab, that was certain. There were no sounds of computers and inventions running endlessly. He was also not in his capsule. Actually, he realized that he was laying down, probably on a bed. That felt weird to him because he wasn't used to lying down while sleeping. Judging by the sound of carpeting under the others' feet, he must be in a bedroom.

Adam was complaining again about something and the others were having trouble keeping him calmed down.

"But he's been asleep for so long," he moaned.

"Just be patient, Adam," Mr. Davenport responded. "That's how people heal; their bodies need to rest to store up energy."

"Can't he store up energy faster?"

"It doesn't work like that," Davenport said patiently.

"Why not?"

Chase groaned and tried to roll over, but it hurt too much. Alright fine, he thought. I'll wake up the rest of the way. He slid his eyes slowly open and blinked quickly, trying to adjust to the sudden flood of light from the window.


"He's awake!" Leo exclaimed, getting the others' attention immediately.

"Alright!" Adam said happily.

Davenport hurried over to the bed and felt Chase's pulse. It was back to normal. "Good to see you awake again, buddy. How are you feeling?"

"Terrible," Chase groaned.

"Could you put that on a scale of 1 to 10 for me?"

Chase thought about it a minute and then replied, "Four, I guess. Mostly it's just my chest. And I have a headache."

"Well, the headache is from the recallibration we had to do to your bionic chip," Davenport told him. "It'll go away in a little while. As for the other injury, you can thank your brother for that one."

"Hey, this time it wasn't my fault," Adam said. "Although, I have to admit, I'm disappointed I wasn't around to see it happen."

Leo gave him a warning look before stepping closer to the bed. "I'm glad you're feeling better, Chase. You had us freaked out."

"How long was I asleep?" Chase asked.

"Almost two days," Davenport told him. "Do you remember anything from before?"

Chase tried to remember what events had led to him being here, but everything was rather vague in his memory. And he'd been out of it for so much of the time that he couldn't remember what events had really happened and which ones were just in his dreams. He finally shook his head. "I remember feeling sick after school on Friday. And then I think I was fighting with Adam and Bree for some reason. There was a warehouse, too. Was Marcus there, or was that a dream?"

"No, he was there," Leo said. "He tried to sick an android army on us; but once again the Davenports came out victorious." He looked so proud of himself. He was dying to tell Chase about how well he'd fought off the android soldiers, but he knew he should wait until later.

"We can fill you in on all the details after you're feeling a bit better," Davenport said. "In the meantime, you should rest. We don't want you to overdo it and then relapse." He motioned to the others to follow and then slipped out of the room with them right behind.

Bree hung back for a second and, after the others had left, turned towards Chase. She looked both relieved and concerned. "I'm glad you're feeling better," she said. "We were really scared when you wouldn't wake up."

"Sorry."

"Why didn't you tell us you weren't feeling well? We wouldn't have let you go to the warehouse if we'd known."

"That's why I didn't tell you guys. Mr. Davenport would have made me stay behind," Chase said. "Marcus might have taken control of you or Adam; or, worse, he might have killed you. I couldn't let that happen. You two are my family."

Bree smiled. "I know we aren't always the best family to you. But you know we care about you."

"I know. And thanks."

"Get some rest," Bree told him. "I'll see you later." She walked out of the room and pulled the door shut behind her. Chase was already drifting back to sleep.


Bree entered the lab with the idea of getting some well-earned rest. None of them had slept well since the whole mess started, and she was exhausted. But she was surprised to find, upon entering the room, that Douglas was seated at one of the desks working on one of his latest inventions.

"Hey," she said. "Chase just woke up. He's feeling better and Mr. Davenport said he's going to be okay now. Would you like to go up and see him?"

"Maybe later," Douglas murmured, not looking up from his work.

"Hey," Bree said quietly, getting his attention. "Are you okay?"

"Yeah, I'm fine." He tried to sound as casual as possible, but Bree knew him better than he thought.

"What's wrong?" she asked. She dragged a nearby chair over to the desk and sat down beside him. "Come on, I know something is bothering you."

Douglas looked at her and sighed. "I can't stop thinking about the warehouse. About Marcus."

"You had to destroy him," Bree said. "He was completely insane; there was no chance of talking him out of what he wanted to do."

"I know. But he was my responsibility. I made him, so it was my fault he tried to destroy all of you."

"It wasn't your fault," Bree told him. "We all thought he was dead. You had no way of knowing that he'd survived the explosion. And you should definitely not feel guilty after it was you who saved us from him."

"These last few days I just kept thinking about how it would be my fault if Chase didn't pull through alright. I didn't want to live with that feeling the rest of my life."

Bree smiled. "Are you trying to say that you actually care about us?"

"I never said that," Douglas said quickly. "I was just... concerned."

Bree stood up and, leaning over, gave him a quick hug. He looked up at her in shock. "We care about you, too," she told him. "And I know you should definitely go talk to Chase as soon as he wakes up again; he's going to be worried about you. I don't think you realize just how much he looks up to you." She turned to leave the lab, but paused in the doorway for just a second. Hurrying back over to Douglas, she gave him one more hug while whispering, "Thanks, Dad." Then she super-speeded out of the room leaving a very surprised, and very happy, genius inventor at his desk.


"Hey, give me the remote," Adam yelled. He lunged forward to grab it, but Leo dodged around the coffee table real fast. "My cartoons are going to be starting any minute!"

"No way," Leo told him. "Janelle is coming over in a few minutes and we want to watch a movie. Why don't you just go throw things around for a while?"

"I could throw you around," Adam warned. "Let me have the remote."

Chase rolled his eyes from where he was sitting on the couch, doing his homework. But he wasn't quite as annoyed with his brothers as he normally would be. It'd been three weeks since the incident with Marcus and everything had long since gone back to normal - or, almost normal. Having come so close to losing his family for good made Chase realize just how much they meant to him.

Looking over his shoulder, he saw Tasha working in the kitchen where she was trying desperately to make dinner turn out okay. So far, it didn't look very promising. Eddy was on the kitchen's wall monitor making comments about her failed attempts to fix the meal. Over in the dining room, Mr. Davenport and Douglas were arguing about who should get the most credit for their latest invention. On the opposite end of the couch from Chase, Bree was once again talking on her phone; she was holding one hand over her ear to block out her brothers' loud fight for the remote.

Yes, they might be a rather weird family - no, they were definitely a weird family - but they were still family. It didn't matter that almost none of them were actually related by blood to each other, what mattered was that they were always willing to pull together in times of crises and protect each other no matter what.

Chase leaned back against the couch with a sigh.

"What's wrong?" Bree, who had finished her phone conversation, asked. "Everything okay?"

Chase looked around at the loud confusion one more time and than glanced back at her with a content smile. "Yeah," he said. "Everything's great."


A/N: Wow, I can't believe it's over! I hope this last chapter sounded okay. I'm not too good at doing final wrap-ups (is that a word?) for stories, but I hope that worked. At least the story title should make more sense by now.

Huge thanks to everyone who has read, favorited, followed, reviewed this story! And an extra special thank you to Dirtkid123, BasketballQueen, LoveShipper, Asori, Deathstar5799, X-X-Midnight Star-X-X, Teeloganroryflan, PurpleNicole531, and Unknowndiva for their continued support throughout. Thanks also, daphrose, for giving me some great ideas for chapter 8.

Thank you and bye for now!