Okay, I know what you're going to say. What the heck happened? Well, I've been busy with other stories! I'm sorry, I really am! haha But I promise I'll try not to let it happen again!

So please, enjoy this chapter and don't forget to review! ;)

Bree and Chase just stood there, looking at their bionic brother's sleeping form. The air in the lab was tense and apprehensive, neither person knowing what to do.

"Oh my God." Bree finally said, her eyebrows scrunched together in worry. "Oh my God!"

Chase breathed in deeply, biting his bottom lip. Bree began to pace back and forth, wringing her hands together. "Chase, what are we going to do?"

"I don't know." He shook his head, his eyes still on Adam.

"I mean, he saw us. Adam saw us!" She ran an anxious hand through her hair. "He saw us kissing, which is what we shouldn't be doing! At least according to them!"

Chase swallowed the lump that had formed in his throat, trying desperately to come up with a plan of what to do. But even he, being as smart as he was, didn't know.

"And he's probably going to blab to everyone about it! Because Adam can't keep a secret to save his life and he'll be freaked out and-"

"Bree, calm down!" Chase said quickly, grabbing a hold of her shoulders. "Everything is going to be fine!"

She just looked at him. "How can you be so calm about this? Adam saw us!"

"I know." He said, looking nervous. But then he showed her somewhat of a reassuring smile. "But I think I know of a way to fix this."

"Fix what?"

They looked over to see Adam emerging from his capsule, stretching his arms out above his head and yawning.

"Uh, nothing!" Chase smiled unconvincingly, letting go of Bree.

Fortunately Adam didn't notice as he walked over to them. "Wow, there's nothing like a good nap to refresh the soul."

Chase and Bree exchanged looks before she walked over to Adam. "So, uh, how was your sleep?"

He didn't notice the jumpiness in her voice. "Fine. Had a weird dream though."

Chase raised his eyebrows, looking up at his response. "Uh, what kind of dream?"

Adam looked between the two of them before shaking his head, looking uneasy. "I don't think I should say it. Not to you two…"

"What? Why?" Bree asked, a little too quickly.

"Because it was weird and I don't like talking about it." Adam slightly snapped, beginning to walk away.

"Come on, man." Chase chuckled, following him. "I'm sure it's not that bad."

Adam turned around and sighed. "Okay." Then he looked up. "But promise me you guys won't be freaked?"

Chase and Bree looked at each other before nodding. "Yeah, sure."

Adam sighed again. "Alright, well, I was in the lab."

"Yeah?" Bree said, inching her way closer to him.

"And you two were there."

"Go on…" Chase urged, anxious to hear the rest.

"And…" Adam looked to the side before practically shouting, "We were attacked by alien monkeys!"

All was silent in the lab for a second before Bree asked the obvious question. "What?"

"I know, I said I didn't like talking about it." Adam muttered. "It freaks me out."

"And that was all that was in your dream?" Chase asked in slight disbelief.

Adam perked up back to his normal self, shrugging. "Yeah, that's it." Silent again. "I'm gonna go have some Sugar Cookie Donut O's."

When he turned to leave, they let him go that time. The doors slid closed behind him, leaving the two standing by themselves.

"That was his dream." Bree stated, looking at the ground.

"Yep." Chase answered. She could hear the disappointment in his voice.

Suddenly Bree threw her arms up. "Well that doesn't help us at all!"

"Who knows; he could've just forgotten!" Chase said hopefully.

"Yeah, or he's running upstairs right now to tell Leo about what he saw!" She began to pace again, where he sighed.

"Bree, I don't think there's anything to worry about." She stopped, attention on him. "I mean, you and I both know that Adam's not the brightest person around. So he probably doesn't remember what he saw."

Bree just stood there before slowly nodding. "Think about it; he saw us while he was still half asleep, he had a dream that freaked him out…he either remembered and thought it was a dream or it's totally wiped from his conscious memory!"

"But…can't Davenport look at his memories when he does those monthly chip checks, conscious or not?" Bree asked. "I mean, he literally goes into our heads!"

"Yeah, but he can't look into our minds. He just looks at our bionic chips to make sure everything's working properly." He sounded like he was also trying to convince himself, which seemed to be working.

A smile slowly formed on Bree's lips. "Yeah, I guess you're right."

Chase popped his collar. "When am I not?"

But Bree ignored him. "We were caught, yet we're still off the hook." She beamed at Chase, laughing. "How awesome are we?"

He laughed as well and hugged her, capturing her lips with his. She began to kiss back before suddenly pulling away. "Wait, we probably shouldn't do that here unless we want to get busted a second time."

Chase nodded. "Yeah, you're right." He reluctantly pulled away from her and they stood side by side, not saying a word.

But he quickly leaned over and pecked her lips before resuming his position, causing her to raise an eyebrow at him. He smirked and said, "There, now I'm done."

She couldn't help the smile that formed on her face before pushing his arm playfully and walking out of the lab.

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Chase walked through the front door, throwing his bag on the floor and then himself onto the couch. He'd wanted to do that since he got up that morning.

What snapped him out of his almost nap was Tasha and Davenport walking into the room in mid conversation.

"Come on Donald, I'm really good at this sort of thing!" Tasha said, causing him to turn around.

"But I already have people I hire to do it. Please, just sit back and look pretty, which you seem to be very good at." He smirked.

She smiled, rolling her eyes. "I know, but I want to! I want to help in any way possible."

"Help with what?" Chase asked from the couch. The older couple had just noticed him.

"Oh, hi Chase." Davenport said, acknowledging his presence before turning back to his wife. "Honey, you really don't have to."

"Yes, don't answer my question." Chase said sarcastically to himself, closing his eyes again.

"How many times do I have to say that I want to?" She laughed lightly, hanging onto his arm.

"Hey, I'm home!" Bree greeted as she walked through the door, throwing her bag next to Chase's. But when she saw him on the couch, she pouted. "Man, I was gonna do that."

Chase looked at her and smirked. "Well there's plenty of room…"

She just gave him a look, before looking at her 'parents'. "What's going on with-"

"They're arguing about God knows what." He sighed, his eyes closing for the third time.

Bree looked at them before walking over to the kitchen, where they were standing. "What's going on?" She asked, looking between them.

Davenport sighed. "Well, I'm having a banquet here in a few days and Tasha wants to help decorate."

"And you should let me!" Tasha added, but Bree was too busy smiling.

"Ooh, a banquet! Like with fancy dancing and champagne?" She practically squealed.

Davenport rolled his eyes at her behavior. "Tasha reacted the same way."

Chase walked over, stretching his arms out before him. "What's the occasion?"

"I thought you were taking a nap?" Donald asked, raising an eyebrow at him.

"Oh wow, now you notice." Chase rolled his eyes. "Well I couldn't because someone was being too loud." He made sure to put emphasis on each word. "So…?"

"You see, it's once every year, much like…" He looked off with an exaggerated look on his face. "The Call." Everyone else just gave him weird looks.

As usual.

He turned back to them again and explained, "It's just a party for billionaire scientists, like myself, to stand around and talk about how totally awesome we all are!"

Bree and Chase chuckled at his usual attitude as Tasha tried again to persuade him. "Yes, and my decorating is fantastic! Just ask Leo! It'll be perfect for all you awesome scientists."

Davenport looked at her and, seeing the expression on her face, couldn't say no. "Alright, fine." She smiled and clapped her hands together. "You can decorate for the banquet."

"Oh thank you sweetie." She beamed, kissing him before looking around the room. "Okay, now I'm going to need new curtains, and the couch will have to go and, oh I wonder if we can get this one caterer…"

Davenport looked at the bionic teens. "I knew it was a mistake the second I said she could." They chuckled as he left the room, leaving them standing by themselves.

"So, a banquet…" Chase began.

"Yeah, pretty snazzy." Bree commented. "I can't wait though. I'll get a dress and my hair done…"

Chase smirked. "You'll also need a date."

She smiled at him. "Chase, you know I would love to go with you. But we can't."

He groaned. "I know. I wish we didn't have to hide it like this."

Now it was her turn to smirk. "Me too. But it's kinda fun. You know, sneaking around, trying not to get caught…" He raised an eyebrow. "It only makes our relationship all the more epic."

They both chuckled, knowing Tasha was too busy with planning. "So, what are we going to do? With the whole date situation, I mean." He asked.

She shrugged. "I don't know, I guess we'll just have to take other people."

His eyes got slightly bigger. "What? No way! I don't want you slow dancing with some other guy."

She smiled and rested a reassuring hand on his shoulder. "Chase, relax! I won't actually be with him."

He sighed. "I know, but still…"

"You sound ridiculous." She chuckled. "But also adorable."

He half smiled at her. "Fine, we'll take other dates. But I won't be happy about it."

"Me either." She said, shaking her head. She then looked passed him at Tasha's turned back, then behind her to make sure no one was around. That's when she quickly leaned in and kissed him, pulling away the second it was over. "I love you."

He smiled. "I-"

"Hey, did you guys hear the awesome news?" Adam exclaimed, coming into the room with Leo right behind him.

"..need to go." Chase ended his sentence, walking off. Bree watched him leave before turning back to the others.

"You mean the banquet?" She asked, raising her eyebrows.

"Yeah, PARTY!" Adam hollered, a smile plastered on his face.

Bree shook her head as Leo said, "I think I'm gonna ask Janelle. I'm pretty sure we're at that point in our relationship."

"What relationship?" Adam questioned, causing Leo to narrow his eyes.

"Very funny, like you have a date in mind!" Leo retaliated.

"Actually, I was thinking of going stag." Adam said proudly.

Bree raised her eyebrows. "Seriously? You don't want to take anyone?"

"Eh, I feel like I'm better off being solo." Adam shrugged, smirking. "Besides, the last girl I liked ended in disaster."

"Danielle?" Bree and Leo asked simultaneously.

"Yep." He shook his head. "I'm not going through that again." He sighed and looked down at his shirt. "Well, I'm off. I'm gonna go rent a tux!"

With that he ran off, leaving Bree and Leo behind. "I don't think it needs to be that fancy-oh never mind!" Bree waved him away.

"Well, might as go with him! I'm sure Janelle would appreciate my new threads." Leo took off in the direction of Adam, Bree chuckling behind him.

But then she realized she had a problem; who was she going to ask?