The city was dark when the team landed back on the roof of the penthouse, transported there thanks to Kaz's wormhole transporter.

"Chase, do you think Bree needs to go down to the lab?" asked Kaz. He was supporting Bree's shoulders, while Oliver was carrying her feet.

Chase looked down at his sister. She seemed to be peacefully asleep.

"I don't think so," he said. "It doesn't seem like a serious medical condition; if I'm right, then Scarlett's power blast was just a surge of energy meant to stun, not directly injure. Take her to her room and I'll bring up a machine to monitor her vitals."

"And maybe call Davenport," said Kaz and he and Oliver made their way into the penthouse. "Although I totally trust your opinion, man, it might be nice to have a adult's say on weather our friend is going to live or not."

"Of course, I will." said Chase. "But I am certain that Bree will be feeling better in a couple of hours."

Kaz and Oliver nodded and continued across the living room, heading up to the second floor, where Skylar and Bree slept.

Chase made to follow them, but Skylar put out a hand to stop him. She felt they needed to talk.

"I'm sorry about the lies," she said, as Chase turned to face her. "And I'm sorry for getting you and your siblings mixed up in that mess. I never meant to hurt anyone."

Chase sighed, running a hand through his spiky hair. When he did that, he reminded her of the crazy mad-scientist her father had taken her to see all those years ago. Of course, that was a long time ago, and Chase was nothing like his uncle. From what she heard, Douglas was nothing like his old self anymore, either.

"I forgive you," said Chase at last. "I know you didn't have much of a choice, and I know you're a good person at heart."

Skylar nodded. "Thank-you," she whispered.

'"You'll have to tell the others about this, though," said Chase. "We're a team, and teams don't keep secrets from each other."

"Of course," said Skylar, nodding. "As soon as Bree is awake, we'll have a meeting and I will tell them about….about me." She bit her lip. She hoped the others would be as forgiving as Chase; she wasn't sure though. She was the reason Bree had almost lost one of her brothers. Something like that wasn't easy to forgive.

Seeming to sense her worry, Chase softened. He reached for her and pulled her tightly into a hug.

"They'll forgive you," he whispered into her hair, stroking her back gently. "We're a team, and teams also forgive each other's mistakes and move on. It might be hard at first, but I know them, and I know Bree. Everything will be fine."

Skylar nodded into Chase's shirt, taking deep, calming breaths. His words as well as his presence went great lengths to comfort her.

Chase held her for another moment. Then, thinking it over, he kissed her lightly on the head. Then, he turned to go.

Skylar shivered after he left, both from the chills his kiss sent through her and the wind she could now feel on her arms without his close embrace.

She looked out over the stars of the sleeping city, and she felt in that moment, that finally, she had the family that she had always wanted, and that everything was going to be okay.

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As Chase had predicted, Bree awoke a few hours later, feeling a little sore and worn, but otherwise completely healthy. Mr. Davenport came to check on her, and shooed all the others out of her bedroom so they could talk. When he emerged, he assured the others that she was in fine condition, but she needed to rest.

"I think it'd be best if she rested now, so try to keep your visiting to a minimum," he said. "But I am certain that she is going to be just fine."

The others breathed a sigh of relief.

Kaz made his way up to the inventor. "Um, Mr. Davenport, sir?"

"Yes Kaz?"

"Would it be okay if I go see her, just for a minute? I promise I'll be quick and won't wear her out."

"Yes of course, go right ahead. She's awake now, just don't stay too long."

"Thank-you," Kaz smiled as he left the others to discuss Bree's condition with her father.

Kaz made his way up to Bree's bedroom, and tapped lightly on her door.

"Come in!" called Bree.

Kaz opened the door and found Bree lying on a small sitting couch, wrapped in a blanket. This was such an oddity for him, because every time he usually saw her resting-when Oliver and him were pulling pranks on people in the night-she was standing in her capsule. But she looked just as comfortable and relaxed when she was lounging horizontally.

"Kaz!" she exclaimed, her face lighting up. "Come take a seat."

Kaz crossed the room and sat beside her. Bree raised herself so she was propped up on the pillows behind her.

"Thanks for coming to see me," she said. "Mr. Davenport says I need to rest some more, but it's actually rather boring up here without company."

Kaz smiled. "You'll be out of here in no time," he promised. "Apparently the blast wasn't too bad for your system. How are you feeling?"

"No bad," said Bree, grinning. "Ready to go track down Roman and Riker and make them pay; they should be easier to get now that their little leaders are gone."

"Whoa whoa, slow down there," laughed Kaz. "They'll be plenty of time for that once you're one-hundred percent better. I have a feeling those two won't be causing any trouble without Scarlett to order them around."

Bree smiled. Her smile was hypnotizing. Kaz felt himself drawing closer to her.

"Kaz?" asked Bree, her voice a light whisper.

"Yes?"

"Do you want to kiss me?"

Kaz grinned sheepishly. "I do."

"Then, why don't you?"

"I was just thinking that."

Without another word, Kaz closed the space between them, pressing his lips passionately against Bree's.

Bree responded instantly to his touch, moving her lips perfectly in synch with his. Kaz was careful not to hurt her as the two deepened their kiss. He lightly held her waist in one hand, and brushed his other hand through her hair. He could feel the heat between them intensify, and any thoughts of cutting his visit short to give Bree time alone were promptly driven from his mind.

A loud knocking on the bedroom door interrupted the two.

"Kaz!" called Oliver. "Chase says to leave Bree alone so she can rest. You'll wear her out if you try to talk too much before she's ready." Then he left. They could hear his footsteps following the hall back to the kitchen.

"Right," said Kaz, winking at Bree. "Is our talking session wearing you out?"

"Oh you," laughed Bree, panting slightly. "I feel fine enough to continue our 'talking'."

Kaz laughed, but he detangled himself Bree's arms and stood. "I'm sure you do, but you won't get anymore talking from me today."

"Why not?" pouted Bree. "I told you it's boring up here alone."

"Yes, but you need to rest." Kaz grinned. "But don't worry. I look forward to many, long, uninterrupted talks with you once you're all better."

Bree smiled. "Okay then," she said. "I guess I'd better start resting up then."

"I would advise that," said Kaz. Then he gave her one last smile and made his way out of her bedroom, as definite spring accenting his step.

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A/N- So I got the idea for this story a bit ago, and I started writing it before S-1 decided to show back up in the show as Taylor. I guess that makes my story a serious AU now instead of a fan theory. XD Anyway, I just now finished it and I am really happy with it. I ship Chase and Skylar a bit, but I really ship Kaz and Bree; I think they're just such a cute couple!

Anyway, if you liked this story and would like to tell me or other potential readers what you think, please leave me a review! Also, if you have any questions about the story or just want to talk, send me a DM!

I think Elite Force was one of the better shows on Disney XD, and I was sad to hear they hadn't renewed it for a second season. But, at any rate, it was a good show while it lasted, and I am excited to continue to help the show and characters grow by reading and writing fanficiton for it! That's what we're here for anyway, right? So I hope you all enjoyed and have a wonderful day! Catch ya later!

-Kim