Kihonne: Time for Jessica's chapter! You guys excited? I hope so, but first, it's shoutout time!

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Algernon23: I'm so glad you liked it so much, especially that first scene. I always thought it would be interesting to see how those two met, especially since Skylar told the team that Crossbow taught her everything about being a hero. I'm glad you liked the Clone Master bits – I admit, I wish I'd included him a little more in the series than I did, so I'm always glad to try and include him. There will be at least two more scenes about the League of Heroes (or at least, containing members of them) from before Mighty Med began, so I think you'll enjoy that. My favorite Marvel hero would have to be Captain America or Daisy "Quake" Johnson. I'm completely tied between them.

LabGirl2001: That's for sure. I'm really glad you enjoyed what I did with her character. I hope you like Jess and Miles' chapters too!

TheRealHarrisonW: I'm so glad you're enjoying it so far! Thanks so much! I hope you like the rest of this just as much!

MayLeaf2001: Glad to hear that about your family. I'm still available to talk though, so if you ever need to, please don't hesitate to PM me. I'm so glad you liked the chapter, especially getting to see what the heroes were like before Kaz, Dani, and Oliver joined the story. And yeah, predictable Spotlight. As for Alan, I've got a slightly different focus on for him. While Angela remaining that hero was a big part of her story, I feel like family has a bigger impact on Alan, so I'm probably going to focus more on that when it comes to him. Besides, I kinda always planned for Alivia to have known where he was the entire time, so unlike Crossbow, she didn't have to track him down. Good guess about the kids, but the only one I'll confirm is Kira, because that one is pretty obvious. Anyway, I hope you enjoy the chapters!

Maeph93: Lol, I'm glad you enjoyed them. As for Katherine and Leo, whatever name works for you, go with, but I always thought of them as either Katheo or Kleo)

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Jessica: Kihonne doesn't own Mighty Med, Lab Rats, or the Elite Force. She just owns this series, any OCs in the chapter, and anything else you don't recognize.

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2013

"Hey, Cal!" I looked up from my phone as Kaitlin called the last member of our group of friends over to us as we headed for our usual table in the cafeteria. Calla grinned when she saw us, following quickly over us.

"What's up, girls?" She asked, placing her plate down on the table as we sat. She took a bite out of one of her breakfast burritos, and Rebeccka practically licked her lips.

"That's a good-looking burrito you've got...oh, thank you." Rebeccka beamed as Calla handed over the second burrito, as if Calla hadn't given her half her breakfast every day since the start of high school.

"Hey, did you finish the science homework for Mrs. James?" Kait asked. Calla rolled her eyes, smirking a little.

"Let me guess, you were too busy on your date to do it?" She teased. Kaitlin nodded, blushing. "I still can't believe you and Jay are going out. It's totally disgusting."

"Why?" Kaitlin asked.

"Because he's...well, he's Jaden, that's why!" Calla said, as if it explained everything. I smirked at the way she just expected us to be able to follow her line of thought. I started to speak up, to try and explain what Calla meant to Kaitlin, but before I could, a loud, piercing scream came from the lobby. Everyone in the room looked up at the sound, and Calla even stood up, alarmed.

"What was that?" I demanded. Calla glanced at me and smiled reassuringly.

"Probably some kid getting his pudding from Trent." She replied, shaking her head a little at the thought of the quarterback's favorite form of torture for the nerds. "I'm going to go check it out."

Before I could stop her - you never go towards the screaming, never - she headed for the lobby. I looked at the others. "Should we go after her?"

"Nah, she's probably right about it being Trent." Rebeccka mentioned as she reached over and grabbed the rest of Calla's burrito off her plate.

"You sure?" I asked, hesitant.

"Well, the screaming stopped." Kaitlin shrugged. I sighed and pulled out my phone, waiting. Sure enough, after a few minutes, Calla returned to the cafeteria, this time bringing a brown haired girl I'd never seen before with her.

"Alright, who ate my burrito?" Calla questioned instead of introducing her friends, hands on her hips.

"It was delicious." Rebeccka told her, licking away the crumbs on her lips. She looked at the girl. "And you are?"

The girl held her hand out to us, a grin on her face. "I'm Bree! I like ponies and girly things!" She declared.

"Cool! I like drama and pink things!" Rebeccka exclaimed in the same excited tone as Bree. I grinned; I could tell that Rebeccka was teasing her a little, but if Calla was bringing this girl into our friend group, it would be nice to have someone as peppy as I was.

"I'm Jessica! I like boys and pretty things!" I grinned, shaking her hand. Rebeccka, Bree, Calla, and I all started to laugh.

"I'm Kaitlin." Kaitlin added. "You new around here?"

"Bree's a friend of mine from out of town." Calla explained quickly. Bree sent her an odd look, but didn't say anything. "She and her brothers are visiting, and I thought we'd show her the school."

"Oh, cool. You have brothers?" I was always interested what it was like to have siblings, being an only child myself.

"Yeah, Adam and Chase. But they're total dweebs." Bree revealed. I smirked a little. Suddenly, the bell rang and I heard another scream.

"Okay, what is that?" I questioned, standing up. Calla and Bree exchanged looks.

"Our warning to head to class?" Calla suggested, as if she hadn't heard the scream.

"Alright smartass, we're coming." Kaitlin sighed. I rolled my eyes, putting the scream out of my mind, and grabbed my bag.

"C'mon." I told Bree, smiling. "We'll show you around."

2020

"This is...wrong." I murmured to myself, staring at the images on the screen in front of me. There were hundreds of photos on it, all from the past five years or so. Some were of dead bodies, others of the victims of a man calling himself 'Dr. Wrath', and so many more. None of them put these powered-people in a good light.

"They keep getting away with this." Graham muttered, shaking his head as he paced the tiny office we'd shared for the past three years. "They've got criminals like the Shore girl working with them, killers like that electro-whatever kid...and they said I was in the wrong for trying to contain them."

"Well, I mean, you were kind of an ass about it." I pointed out. Graham looked at me. "Just saying, boss."

"Maybe I wasn't all Mr. Rogers with them, but when it comes to people like this, people who can do this kind of damage without any supervision, you've got to be. They don't even have to carry permits for their weapons." He declared, clearly frustrated. "Someone's got to do something."

"The public sees them as heroes. You're going to have a hard time getting enough proof to convict them of anything." I pointed out. Graham looked at me.

"Do you not want to see them behind bars? I thought you wanted to help people, Henderson." He told me. I raised my chin, annoyed.

"Of course I do. And I agree, we can't stand by and let things like this just happen." I agreed, gesturing at the pictures of the bodies. It was one thing if the 'heroes' wanted to help people, but leaving bodies in their wake, no matter how bad those people had been, was not okay. "But we're not in a position to do anything about it."

"What if we were?" Graham asked me. Something in his tone stopped me - he didn't sound so frustrated anymore.

"What aren't you telling me?" I questioned. Graham glanced at the door, as if he expected someone to come bursting in at any moment, before sitting on his desk.

"There's this guy, Bosetti. He's got the resources, and the will to stop them. And he'd like our help." Graham paused. "Well, my help. But I told him you'd be more than capable of doing your part."

"Thanks?" It sounded like he meant that to be good, that he got me some job that I'd never heard of. "But I don't know...this sounds fishy, Graham."

"Relax, kid. It's all above board." He assured me. "And he's got a special assignment for you, if you're up for it."

"Depends on the assignment." I replied. Graham nodded, having expected that reply.

"Undercover. Nothing heavy." He promised. I nodded thoughtfully, considering it. "You in?"

I looked back at the photos, and made a decision.

Calla Davenport and Jaden Parker would be involved, I knew that. Knowing Graham, this specifically involved the Davenports. I generally liked them, but I knew that at least Bree and Chase had been involved in the Roddiseus incident. That they were friends with the children of a psychopath. They might have been my friends, but they were heading down a dark road, and they were completely without consequences for their actions. That couldn't happen. People would get hurt. People had already been hurt.

"Alright." I sighed softly. I nodded and looked at Graham. "I'm in."

2022

"Hey, they told me I'd find you here." I looked up from my notes to see Adam Davenport walk into the theatre we were planning on using for the coalition meeting. I smiled, then glanced back at my notes.

"You're early." I observed, glancing at my phone. He shrugged.

"Five-star hotel. Couldn't resist coming a day early." He explained.

"You live on a private island, and your dad is a millionaire." I told him. He frowned, not understanding how the two were connected. I nearly laughed. "Where's Rio?"

"She stayed home so she could be mad at Kieran in person." He replied, smirking a little.

"I still can't believe they eloped." I shook my head. Adam nodded.

"You should have seen everyone's faces when they made the announcement." He laughed. I smiled, glancing back at my notes. "So, where's Agent DeCook? I heard you guys were together."

"Working together." I corrected. Adam chuckled. "He's doing some last-minute training with the some of the new recruits. He'll be down here sometime tonight."

"Right." He replied. I hummed, switching to another paper in front of me. "You okay?"

"Fine." I replied. Adam snorted, and I looked at him. He raised an eyebrow. "I'm just nervous, I guess."

"Why?" He questioned. I stared at him.

"Adam, do you have any idea how big a deal this is? I'm pretty much starting the superhero United Nations." I told him. He nodded.

"Yeah, it's cool." He reasoned.

"No, it's terrifying. I have to give a speech in front of, like, fifty of the most influential people on the planet." I pointed out.

"You're great in front of a crowd." He pointed out. "Just don't overthink it."

"Easy for you to say." I muttered. He frowned. "Adam, no offense, but thinking isn't exactly your style."

"None taken. Chase thinks all the time, and he's always stressed. No thinking equals no stress." He told me, tapping the side of his head. I looked at him, an amused smile on my face. "Seriously, don't think. In fact..." He reached out and grabbed the papers from the podium out from under my hands. He pulled them out of my reach, refusing to return them when I reached for them.

"I need those." I told him. He shook his head.

"Stop thinking about it, and when it's your turn to speak, just say whatever you're feeling." He told me. I gave him a look.

"That's a terrible idea." I insisted.

"Is it?" He questioned, a teasing light in his eyes.

"It is." I insisted.

"Is it?" He asked again.

"Adam." I crossed my arms. He smirked.

"Do you feel that this is the right thing to do?" He asked instead of giving me back the papers.

"Of course, I do." I replied, frowning.

"Do you know what needs to get done?" He pressed.

"Yes." I replied. He nodded and tapped my shoulder with the papers.

"There you go. That's all you've got to say." He told me. I looked at him. "Chill out, Jess. Stop stressing about it. Just go up there, imagine your boyfriend in his boxers, and just say what you feel."

"He's not my boyfriend." I insisted. He frowned.

"You want to tell that to Bree? She's pretty insistent that you are." He told me. I sighed.

"I hate your sister some days." I muttered. He chuckled.

"Try being stuck in a basement with her for seventeen years." He told me, glancing at his phone as it buzzed. "I have to go. Chase just got in, and I've got a little...surprise to set up in his hotel room."

"Don't prank him too hard." I told him, already having an idea where this was going. He gave me a look.

"There's no such thing as pranking Chase too hard." He called over his shoulder as he headed for the door. He stopped in the doorway and smiled at me. "This is pretty cool, Jess. Try to freak out a little less and be a little more proud, okay?"

I looked at him for a moment, smiling. "Thanks Adam."

2025

"You know, you should probably take it easy." I rolled my eyes at the suggestion, having heard it from pretty much everyone.

"I'm fine." I told Calla, amused by her concern. She smirked a little, shaking her head.

"I'm just saying, it wouldn't hurt to take some time off. Just until she's born." My friend reasoned.

"You didn't." I pointed out. She opened her mouth to object, then, realizing I was right, shut it again. I laughed. "I'm fine, Calla. And it's not like I'm doing anything strenuous."

I sat down across from her on the observation balcony, one hand settling on my swollen stomach. "We picked a name."

"Yeah?" Calla asked, curiosity piqued.

"Rosemary." I mentioned. She smiled.

"Rosemary Calla DeCook. I like it." She grinned. I frowned.

"Um...I don't remember...her middle name is going to be Veronica, not Calla." I told her slowly. Calla rolled her eyes, smirking.

"It's okay. Keep it a surprise." She replied. I laughed a little.

"I see Chase's cockiness has rubbed off on you." I commented loudly.

"I heard that!" Calla and I both laughed as Chase's voice carried up from the floor below.

"You were meant to!" I shouted back, shaking my head as the bionic hero stepped back enough that we could see him from the observation balcony.

"Kick Miles' butt, babe!" Calla cupped her hands around her mouth, making sure he heard her. He smirked, then spun his plasma bo staff around.

"That's not happening." I leaned forward in my seat so I could see Miles as he addressed the group of agents that he was training to join S.H.I.R.T. "Instead, I'm going to show you guys a few ways to handle combat in which your opponent has some sort of weapon aside from a gun or blaster. Not everyone we handle will have powers or high tech, and often you'll find yourself in a situation like this."

"And I'm going to use Miles to show you ways not to handle combat like this." Chase added, still smirking.

"Hey," I said softly, glancing at Calla. "Ten bucks says Miles wins."

"Oh, you're so on." My friend retorted, grinning.

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Kihonne: Alright guys, what did you think? Good, bad? Somewhere in between? Don't forget to review! Anyway, time to move onto Miles' chapter!