Welcome to Chapter 14! A big thanks to all of those supporting this story. And yes, Giselle's little trick was deplorable. But on some level, aren't all villains just lonely and misunderstood? Not that that ever justifies kidnapping or traumatizing a child. After reading this chapter let me know why you think Giselle is doing all these crazy things!

Disclaimer: I do not own Lab Rats.

"Douglas, calm down. We can still track her down, I traced the call back," Donald assured him.

"Okay, okay," Douglas muttered as he tried to focus on taking a few deep breaths. "So, we now know that Giselle is less likely to actually hurt Chase. That buys us some time,"

"How do you figure that?" Donald asked.

"Because sooner or later, Chase is going to get on her nerves. He's a brilliant kid but kind of annoying. And Giselle doesn't really have a lot of patience. Or any for that matter," Douglas sighed.

"Okay, so first we need to figure out how to take her out. I'm sure the two of us could take her, but what about her androids? We need a way to take them out," Donald said.

"I've spent enough time working with androids, I'm sure with a bit of time I could develop some kind of weapon to deactivate them," Douglas suggested.

"Good idea, I'll go administer the anti-virus to Bree then," Donald replied.

"Let me know how she is doing," Douglas said quietly.

Donald smiled. "Sure," he said before heading to the mentor's quarters. "How's Bree doing?" he asked his wife.

"She's still breathing, but she hasn't woken up yet," Tasha sighed, sitting on the floor next to Bree, stroking her hair with one hand and holding the distraught Adam in her lap with the other.

"I have the anti-virus now, so I am going to administer it to Bree. Hopefully it will reverse the harmful effects it had on Bree," Donald explained as he first ran the program through a test to make sure it wouldn't do any further harm, and then uploading it to a chip update.

As he waited, Donald looked up and saw Tasha stilled comforting Adam. Donald set his tablet on the coffee table and sat down on the ground next to them.

"Hey Adam, how are you feeling?" Donald asked gently.

Adam's only response was the bury his face deeper into Tasha's shirt while he sobbed. Tasha rubbed his back, trying to soothe him. "Adam, it's okay. Your safe, and Bree is going to be just fine," Tasha cooed.

"But what about Chase?!" Adam shrieked.

"We will get Chase back, and he will be perfectly fine," Donald assured him.

"I'm a horrible brother," Adam sobbed. "I couldn't stop that evil lady from taking him. I couldn't save him,"

Donald took Adam into his arms and held him tightly. "Adam, that lady is very dangerous. If you would have tried to stop her, you could have gotten your self very hurt,"

Adam clung to Donald's shirt. "B-But, I j-just r-ran," he whimpered.

"It's not your fault Adam," Donald whispered. "You were scared, and you were just trying to listen to Tasha. Your dad and I are about to go get Chase back, and we will have him back before dinner time,"

"P-Promise?" Adam sniffled, his lip quivering.

Donald gave him a reassuring smile. "I promise. Now, why don't you and Tasha make Bree some get well cards while you wait?" he suggested.

"Can we make Chase some welcome home cards too?" Adam asked with a twinge of hope.

"I think that's a great idea," Donald replied, ruffling Adam's spiky hair.

"Bye Uncle Donnie!" Adam said as Donald left the room, giving the small boy and his wife a wave.

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"Watch it kid! I already told you many, many times; don't touch my hair!" Troy huffed, standing up to get his precious locks out of the little boy's reach.

"But I just want to examine you!" Chase whined. "Your wiring system is so intricate, and your synthetic skin is too life-like, and your hair- well that just seems like an unfortunate accident," Chase snickered.

"Why you little-" Troy cursed, extending his arm to grab the child.

Chase just giggled instead and ran out of his reach, dodging every attempt Troy made at catching him. "Come on, you're an android, you can do better than this," he teased.

"Kid, you are so lucky that I'm not allowed to hurt you," Troy muttered under his breath.

Chase stuck his tongue out at him, only further frustrating the android. With the narrow length of an inch, Troy just barely missed the little boy's head.

"Watch it R2D2! Don't make me tell my mommy on you!" Chase threatened.

"When will this nightmare be over?!" Troy groaned, falling in the ground in defeat. Luckily for him, the little bionic's attention wore out on him as Chase began to play in a pile of extra materials.

"Kid. don't. hurt. yourself," Troy muttered as he laid on the floor. He hadn't expected a kid to ware him down so much in less than half an hour, but Troy could sure use being recharged. And it's not like he cared what happened to the kid. If he got electrocuted, fine by him. Giselle, Giselle though, she would be furious. If it wasn't for the fact that she wanted his chip so badly, Troy thought, one could believe that she was developing some sort of attachment to the little boy.

Troy's train of though was broken by a loud crash.

"What was that?!" Giselle gasped, running into the room. She saw Chase playing with the wires and a motherboard. "Chase!"

"Hi Mommy," Chase giggled, happily playing with the materials.

Giselle ran over to Chase and quickly pulled him away.

"I tried to stop him, but he wouldn't listen," Troy said from beyond the grave.

Giselle held Chase tightly in her arms. "Chase! You could have gotten your self hurt! It would have been very easy for you to accidentally cut or electrocute yourself," she reprimanded.

"But I'm fine, I just wanted to make a present for you," Chase smiled, showing off his adorable little dimples.

"Aw, that is so sweet Chase," Giselle cooed hugging him tightly. "But you need to make sure that you keep yourself safe. I'd be very sad if something happened to you,"

"I'm sorry," Chase whimpered, starring down at the ground.

Giselle sway, gently rocking him. "Don't cry my little Chase. Don't you want to show me what you have been working on?"

Chase instantly brightened up. "You really want to see it?!"

"Of course," Giselle grinned, carrying her 'son' over to the work station to examine his newest project.

"It's a miniature android. It isn't as complex as something like your models, but it can climb walls and it can cloak itself. So, all in all, it's still more useful than Troy," Chase explained.

"I heard that." Troy groaned from the tile floor.

Giselle rolled her eyes at her trusty android. "So, what would you like to do now Chase? We could build something together, or we could go get something to eat, or we could order some new toys," she suggested.

Chase bit his lip, looked at the ground and tightened his arms around himself. "Actually," he murmured.

"What Chase? What do you want to do? It's okay, you can tell me," Giselle assured him.

"Well, I really appreciate all this time and attention you are giving me Mom, and I am really happy to me with you, but, it's just, I really miss Daddy, Adam and Bree," Chase murmured, a frown forming on his lips and tears accumulating in his eyes.

"S-So you want to go home?" Giselle asked quietly. "Don't you want to stay here? I though we were having such a good time,"

"We are, but I miss the rest of the family," Chase replied. "I'm sorry Mommy, I don't want to make you sad,"

"It's just that I would miss you if you left," Giselle replied calmly. Troy, starting to get up off the floor, raised an eyebrow. Giselle was an amazing liar, but Troy could always tell what she really meant. Well, except now.

"I'd miss you too Mommy," Chase murmured. "Can't you just come home with me?"

Giselle bit her lip. "I don't know how that would work out Chase,"

Chase's only response was to curl up into her side, hiding his face in her shirt.

Giselle sighed. It looks like it is time to get the chip extractor.

AHHHH! I am not ready for this! The next Chapter is out Final Battle, (but not the final chapter, hehehe, but we are getting there). Please, please review and tell me what you think about his chapter, the plot, my typing/writing style, the fluff, the parts other then the fluff, and the twists! (not the pretzel kind thought).

Thanks ~AzulaTano