A/N: Hey, everybody! This might be the last chapter I'm going to be able to get up before I go on my cruise in August and get my first drink. I turned 21 on the 16th, but didn't get a drink because I had a midterm on the 17th. I would have posted this up earlier, but my computer was taken away for lying. I've learned my lesson and I'm glad to be back.

Most of the reviews from now on I will be answering from the bottom, but this one I feel I have to have up here, so:

TheEvilOne: I am aware that it is plagiarism. As for getting out of hand, that is your preference. It is not mine. I agree that chapter 4 was bad, but I digress with chapters 5 and 13. Now, you might say that because you didn't like the episodes and or the pairings, but I'm sure you could think of which chapter was the better of the two. Kihonne's or mine. I asked her about the story and Kihonne said: "Some of the scenes I feel are a little TOO similar to mine, but for the most part I find that it's alright. You're doing your own thing for the most part, and I think that it's alright. If I felt like you're going overboard, like taking too much from my story, I would message you so that we could talk about it. But yeah, this is pretty much what I've been expecting."

She hasn't messaged me, so she must be fine with it. That and she is supportive as to where I am going in the story with Lenelle starting first and then turning to Lella. You can gladly report it if you'd like, but I don't think you are going to get Fanfiction to remove this story. If I had been plagiarizing without her permission, (I plagiarized with another story and had my account suspended a few days and the story removed. Not that big of a deal now since I have TWO fanfiction accounts) you would win. But do whatever you'd like.

Wow, this review turned out way too long. Sorry about the rambling. This chapter is pretty original seeing as how I include Marcus's POV for about half the story and Leo joins the band.

To readers, if you don't know all ready, Mission Space will be broken into two chapters. Here is Concert in a Can.

A/N 2: Scene starts a couple of days after Christmas. Leo and Janelle are a couple.

A/N 3: Before I forget, there is a poll on my profile that asks what pairings you want to have happen in the story, so go and vote if you'd like.

December 28, Jaden's POV

Something was wrong with Calla. Ever since I got home, I begin noticing how unenthusiastic Calla was. She would spend most of the time staring into space. Her eating habits had become lackluster lately. Something was wrong with my sister, and I was determined to figure out what. First thing, though, I needed someone to talk to, and Calla was not that person.

Getting up from the couch, I started toward the door when I noticed a present thrown in the trashcan. The curiosity getting the better of me, I picked it up and saw a letter with Calla's name attached. After reading the letter, my concern for Calla grew. She had thrown away Leo's present, the same Leo that I could tell she cared for deeply. I had to figure out what was wrong with her.

I quickly dialed my ex-girlfriend's number, but didn't hear from her. Usually, she'd pick up once she saw my name. Looking through my contacts, I was baffled when I saw that I had Jessica's number. Why would I have Jessica's number? Oh well. Now was not the time to worry.

Jessica was there, and she agreed to come over once she heard something wasn't right with Calla. In ten minutes, I opened the door for her and showed her the present.

"Uh oh. This is bad," she commented.

"I know!" I stated. "She likes him, so why would she throw it away?"

"I'll talk to her and try to figure it out. You stay put and I'll—"

"She's my sister! We'll both talk to her," I compromised.

Jessica agreed and the two of us headed upstairs into Calla's room. What we saw only heightened our worry. Calla's room was messy. Calla's room was never messy. She always kept everything in an orderly fashion, and now books, clothes, laundry baskets, and some disgusting smell that I didn't even want to try to guess littered the room. Right now, Calla was in bed.

"Calla, care to explain?" Jessica asked as she held out the present for Calla to see.

Calla craned her neck to see the present. "Leo," she said before turning back to stare into space.

"I'm guessing he and Janelle got together, and that's why you don't want to open the present," Jessica guessed, feeling confident she was correct.

Calla nodded without even looking at her.

"Well, just open the present. Leo will give you something useful," I stated. "He seems to know you so well."

"No," Calla said.

"Calla, open the present," Jessica begged.

"No."

"Open the present!" Jessica ordered forcefully.

"No."

"Open it!"

"No!"

"Open it!"

"FINE!" Calla shouted, done arguing with her friend. "Just give me the darn present."

Jessica tossed Calla Leo's present, which she tore to pieces relatively quickly. I recognized it to be Icy Hot Smart Relief.

"That will help relieve your back pain!" I cried in excitement.

"Man, Leo sure does pick the best gifts! If I wasn't pursuing Adam, I'd go after Leo in a heartbeat!" Jessica replied, equally excited as I was.

All a shocked Calla could do was shrug.

Janelle's POV, December 31

"14, 13, 12…" people began chanting.

"Man, this vacation has been a blast!" I commented.

"10, 9, 8…"

"I agree," Leo commented.

"I think I know a way to make it better," I mused.

"How's that?"

"5, 4, 3…"

I leaned in and passionately kissed him for about ten seconds before I let go. The special New Year's Kiss had been complete. Leo and I had been together for less than a week. With a new year coming up, I had full confidence that we would stay together much longer.

Leo's POV, January 15

Today was the day Marcus would officially enter my life. I remember every word that the Douglas in my timeline had said. "When you meet Marcus, get on his good side so we can hook up earlier." I was determined to keep that promise. I hadn't told Adam, Bree, or Chase that Marcus was an android with short, brown hair whose father was Douglas Davenport, and I wasn't about to anytime soon.

"Class, welcome our new student, Marcus… Marcus…How do you pronounce your last name?"

"Just call me Marcus," Marcus said.

"Welcome to English! You are pairing up with Leo over there in the far corner," the teacher instructed.

I raised my hand and Marcus strolled over and dumped his backpack on the chair.

"So, what brings you here?" I asked.

"Dad's job," he said.

"That's cool. Are you any good with instruments?"

"Yeah, actually I am. I play the guitar. What about you?"

"I do the bongos," I lied.

"Cool." Marcus smiled.

I smiled as well. This was working out easier than I had imagined.

Janelle's POV

When I got out of class, I noticed my boyfriend, Leo, talking with a boy I didn't recognize. Whoever he was, Leo was probably talking to him for a reason. Either that or he was being kind.

Seeing me from over his shoulder, he motioned for me to come over. I figured he wanted to show me off, so I came to him.

"Well, it's been cool talking to you. I'll see you later today, hopefully. Marcus, this is my girlfriend, Janelle. Janelle, this is Marcus," Leo greeted.

I smiled and offered him my hand.

"Nice to meet you. I'm new," he said.

"Nice to meet you, too," I said. Then I saw his guitar, a beautiful red masterpiece. "Cool guitar!" I commented.

"Thanks. Do you play?" Marcus asked curiously.

I shook my head. "I never tried," I replied.

"Janelle and I are headed to lunch to eat today's special. I hope to see you around, man," Leo said, fist-bumping Marcus.

"All right. You too," Marcus said.

Leo threw his arm over my shoulder and led me into the cafeteria. On the way there, I heard a guitar solo. Looking over Leo's shoulder, I saw Chase playing.

"So, Chase plays guitar?" I asked.

"Not exactly. You see, he is using his bionics to play a solo. Later on, he, Marcus, Adam and I are going to form a band together. I am going to be playing the bongos. As soon as I learn how."

I couldn't help but laugh.

He took his arm off my shoulder as if it were poison. "The bongos aren't that hard!" he defended.

"How would you know if you never played them?" I challenged.

"I played them once in the old timeline," Leo verified. "I'm bound to be rusty, but it can't be that hard. I figure I'll do one day of practice then play."

I rolled my eyes. Even if he was from the future, no one could be that good. Right?

I took a seat next to Leo at the popular table. The football players, the cheerleaders, and the other popular people were there as well. They all gave Leo high fives as if they knew him for years.

"Leo, man, thanks for helping me out. I never would be passing History without your help," Trent said.

"No problem. I could have gotten you to study less and still get the same grade, but seeing as how you hardly study and get A's, it's worth it."

"I know of one person who is like that," I said, looking off in Chase's direction.

Leo grinned and dug into his Chinese food.

After lunch when the table had left and it was just Leo and I, I asked Leo, "You said Marcus, you and your brothers are doing a band. Don't you think it's a bit too soon?"

"A bit soon for what? Taking the deeply committed step of jamming together?" he asked as he headed toward his next class. "No. Besides, I made a promise to someone I would befriend him."

"Who is him?"

"Douglas Davenport, Donald Davenport's brother who faked his death. He was the one who created Marcus. Marcus is an android, not a human. He is bionic like Adam, Bree, and Chase."

"Oh, um… okay then. I will see you after track." I kissed Leo and left. No sooner was I on my way to my class did someone grab my shoulder and turn me around. It was Marcus.

"How does he know I'm an android?" he asked, his eyes a sinister green.

"I don't know," I lied, wanting to protect Leo's secret. "You could ask him. Now, I've got to get to class."

I shook him off and turned to leave, but Marcus bent my arm backwards and walked towards a storage closet.

"Let go of me!"

I tried to struggle free, but he had one tight grip. Was he that strong or was it his bionics? I didn't bother asking until he led me into the closet.

"I don't know what the hell you're taking about. Now, how does he know I'm an android?"

"Like I'm telling you!" I spat.

Marcus let go of my arm and pinned me against the wall with one hand. With his other hand, I gasped as blades shot out from his knuckles.

"Fine then," he seethed. I'll find out one way or another, cupcake. And if I figure out you know, then you'll be sorry!"

Marcus then left.

Marcus's POV

Something was wrong. Really wrong. How did Leo know I was an android and that my creator was Douglas Davenport if he hadn't even met him? Donald might have told Adam, Bree, and Chase about Douglas's death, but if they all thought Douglas was dead, why did Leo know otherwise?

After I received Donald Davenport's address, I texted Chase that a family emergency had come up and that I would be over as soon as possible. I turned my phone off right afterwards, not bothering for a response and jogged home so people wouldn't realize I had bionics.

"Hey, I thought you were supposed to be befriending Adam, Bree, and Chase," Douglas greeted.

"I am, but we have a problem. I overheard their stepbrother, Leo, talking to his girlfriend. He somehow knows I am a bionic android."

"What! But that's impossible!" Douglas shouted, banging his fist on desk. "He's never seen us before! In fact, no one knows about you. Not even the government!"

"There's more. He says he knows that you created me and that you faked your own death."

"But that's impossible!" Douglas shouted, banging his fist on the same desk and knocking over a stack of papers in frustration. "How does he know that?"

I shrugged. I did not know how he knew that.

Douglas began walking around the lab, muttering curse words under his breath. He stopped cursing and starting wandering around the lab. Finally, right when I was about to tell him to stop pacing, Douglas turned to face me.

"Leo must somehow know you are bionic. Only, he doesn't want to expose you, but why?"

"I don't know, but I do know that you made him a promise that he would befriend me."

Douglas frowned. "What? That is impossible! I've never seen that kid in my life! Are you absolutely sure?"

"Positive. Let me play the conversation for you," I said, inserting my finger into the computer.

Douglas watched as the conversation played. He shook his head in confusion when it was over. "This just isn't adding up. I think it's time to find out about this Leo character."

"I agree. More likely than not, we can start with accessing the hospital records," I suggested.

"I don't see what good that will do. We need an inside guy, a guy that can tell us all the information on Leo they pick up. We need a PI!" Douglas stated.

"Or we could kidnap his girlfriend?" I hinted, thinking about how scared I made Janelle and how even scarier I could make it. "Force his hand."

Douglas didn't want to do that. After discussing possible scenarios, the two of us agreed Douglas would make an appearance as my dad during my first concert. The FBI wouldn't recognize him because they thought he was dead.

With that decided, Douglas drove me to his brother's house. I hopped out of his car and entered the mansion. Chase and Adam were on the couch playing video games.

Chase stood up immediately. "You're here? I thought that—"

"That I wouldn't come here because I was going to be with my family all day? Well, I'm here. So, are we ready to start band practice?"

Chase left to go get the instruments while I checked the time. If Leo's schedule ran the way Chase said it would, then perhaps I could stay for dinner.

There were quite a few instruments in the house, a result of Mr. Davenport wanting to be a musician in his spare time.

We got our jam session under way. I talked to Adam and Chase and learned some of other friends of theirs. Chase admitted his feelings towards Calla. From what I could tell, she was missing most of school from an injury.

"You know you have to play the notes in the right order, right?" a voice asked, shutting the plug off.

Whirling around, I saw Douglas's brother, Donald. "You-you're Donald Davenport!" I gasped in pretend awe.

"Guilty as charged." Said inventor grinned vainly.

"The genius, billionaire, scientific entrepreneur?" I was feeding Mr. Davenport's ego.

"Don't forget multi-linguist megastar," Mr. Davenport corrected, an arrogant smirk on his face.

"Gracias!" I replied.

Mr. Davenport smirked. "Denada."

He started to walk away, but I followed him. "I would love to hear your theory on astro-gasification!"

Mr. Davenport enjoyed the attention. "Who wouldn't?" he asked. "Hey, Bree and I were going to demo the Holo-Pet at Career Day, but since you guys have a band, maybe we could demo the Concert in a Can. That would be such a great surprise for her."

"Yeah. That's good. That's good, that's…what is that?" I asked.

"It's a can that creates a virtual hologram of a concert experience," Mr. Davenport explained. "It's something I designed for those of us who would be rock stars if we weren't busy being brilliant inventors."

I made some cheesy, hero-worshiping comment and Mr. Davenport left with a big grin on his face.

"Oh! I've got an idea!" Adam exclaimed suddenly. "Why don't I go get Mr. Davenport's mega amp! Because everyone knows, bigger is better!"

"Yeah, totally!" I grinned.

Chase stood up, looking at Adam. "Don't you want me to help you with it? It's super heavy and it's not like you have the strength of ten men," he said.

Adam frowned. "Yes I do…I mean, no. No I do not," he corrected, catching on. "I'm frail."

Adam, Chase and I jammed for about a week. Leo joined in on Friday. He did really well on the bongos. Chase said he had made that up, but it would appear not. Leo was good. And still hiding something.

I spotted Bree and Rebeccka talking when I walked into the school. Rebeccka was on the far left, playing with her mom's stethoscope. From what I observed, her mom was a nurse. And Bree was arguing with Mr. Davenport about something. Douglas was in the watching.

"'Sup ladies!" I heard as a girl with brunette hair wheeled herself over to where Rebecca sat with what I recognized to be a cop. Shit!

Heading over, I pointed to the cop. "We got a cop in here."

"Relax!" Douglas didn't even seem the least bit concerned that he was in the same room as the cop. "They won't recognize me!"

"Let's hope not," I muttered, looking at two women talking, one of which was the cop.

"Calla? You came?" Bree asked.

Calla. She was the girl Chase had a crush on she was crushing on Leo. She was disappointed by the fact that Janelle and Leo were dating, but seemed to keep a positive attitude about it today.

I got a text at that moment.

From: Chase

Hey, we're ready to go on. Where are you?

I looked to my creator, Douglas. "I got to go," I said before I headed on stage and grabbed my guitar. Leo, Chase, and Adam were ready and waiting. Adam was on drums. Leo was on the bongos, and Chase and I were on guitars.

"My dad's here," I commented, hoping that would explain the delay.

They all nodded, except for Leo, who shook his head in confusion.

"Is everything okay, man?" I asked Leo.

"It's fine. Let's do this thing!"

I ignored Mr. Davenport talking to us and focused on the upcoming performance. Calla was talking to Chase about something. An announcement came on over the intercom, breaking up their conversation.

"For your career day entertainment, Concert in a can…can…can," it said loudly.

"Good luck, guys," Calla said.

Chase smiled. "Thanks," he replied just as the announcement continued.

"Featuring Adam, Marcus, Leo and Chase…Chase…Chase..."

People stepped away as the can exploded, the holographic images changing the room's appearance.

"Brought to you by Donald Davenport…port…port…"

The concert went well. We captivated the entire crowd with our performances.

"DAVENPORT!" Calla yelled over the noise.

He jumped slightly, and turned her way with a confused look. Calla pointed at Bree, crossed her arms, and gave him a batman-like glare. He walked over to talk to her while Calla rolled herself to the back of the gym.

A hand suddenly grabbed my shoulder and Mr. Davenport said, "Can Bree and I take it from here?"

I was about to argue, but figured we'd have time for more performances later, so I agreed.

Mr. Davenport and Bree started to rock out on stage together. It was such a sweet, father-daughter moment, but the singing was horrible. I saw Calla take a photo on her phone.

Most people left halfway through, partially because of the time, and partially because of Bree's playing. Douglas had left, not that I blame him. He probably couldn't take the music. He was more of a jazzy type guy.

"It's about time," Chase muttered as we started to put away the instruments. "So, Marucs, where's your dad?"

"He left, more likely than not because of the singing. He likes jazz, not rock and roll."

Chase nodded. "Well, tell him we say hi and that he should come over when he as the chance."

"Will do. See you at practice tomorrow!"

"All right, man. Stay cool."

We high fived and I left.

Donald's POV

I could have sworn I saw Douglas there, but when I went to look, he was gone. "You're hallucinating. Douglas is dead. Douglas is dead," I told myself.

I didn't believe what I said. I know I had seen Douglas, but he was supposed to be dead, right?

"So, you played well. Is something wrong?" Chase asked.

"I think I saw by brother, but the thing is I was at his funeral," I admitted.

"Who's your brother?"

"Douglas Davenport. He looks a lot like you," I said. "I must have been imaging things. Let's go home. Did Marcus want dinner with us?"

"He left, so how knows."

We all nodded left, each with our own thoughts. The only I was thinking of was, 'Was that really Douglas? Is it possible that he is still alive?'

A/N: Okay guys, what did you think? I really want to know. Two more chapters before season 1 ends! Oh yeah! And I really think you're going to like them!

I'd like to thank the following for reviewing:

Beverlie4055: Yes, it was an excellent, well-written chapter.

Czechm8: Yeah, Santa and July just don't mix. Yes, Adam has indeed changed for the better. You can check out chapter 8 if you want to know why, or you could just wait a couple more chapters. I'm posting an original episode up that answers that question. I'm not sure on the title yet; AllAmericanSlurp is helping me with my Original Episode titles. So kind of her.

Haruka white wolf: Sorry for almost the month wait. I hope this makes up for it.

Kihonne: I understand. I don't review every chapter of yours I read either. I don't have the time or I don't think about reviewing it. I would have liked to update earlier than this, but it's all good. It'll be here all weekend. I'll be editing some of my earlier chapters. I'm glad you like the drama. Things will get much more dramatic in later seasons. Trust me. In fact, I'm even planning on including some trailer to season 2. The second of the love triangle is not going to happen. I don't plan it on that way. I do have plans for Bree's love square (three different people love her). Well, Marcus appears this episode, so you shall find out. If you are curious, they meet in Part 2 of Mission: Space.

LeiaAmidalaSkywalker (chapter 1): I know. Hooray!

Anyways, I'll see you reviewers next time. It might be a while though because I'm getting a cousin to record an original song I wrote that I'm using for Part 2 of Mission: Space.