Kihonne: Alright folks, it's AJ's chapter now! I hope you guys like it!

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AJ: 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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2017

"Whoa." I couldn't help but stare in absolute awe at the room I'd discovered. This certainly wasn't what I had expected when I went looking for the source of the massive energy drain on the building, but it was way cooler than anything I could have come up with.

I looked around, trying to absorb how absolutely incredible the room was. It looked like a secret lair of some mad scientist, what with the crazy advanced technology, and the cool rock walls and nice, almost dramatic, blue lighting coming from the lines in the steel walls. It definitely explained the power drain, but I couldn't explain this. Why did such a room exist underneath our building.

Suddenly, a pair of doors with a weird logo on it (it looked like an EF, but with the E pointing the other way, kinda like a 3) opened up. I quickly ran back into the rocky tunnel I'd entered from and slid between the rocks.

I hid just in time too, because moments later, a couple walked into the room. Both were in their late teens or early twenties, one of them a guy with short, spiky-ish hair and the other a shorter girl with long, brown hair.

"You're overreacting. It was just a joke." The guy was saying. The girl ignored him, heading over to the computer desk at the far side of the room. "Babe, she didn't mean it."

"I don't care. I still don't find it funny." The girl insisted, sitting down at the computer desk. She looked at him. "I'm not a mascot."

"I know that - we all know that. We'd all be totally screwed without you, Calla." The guy - the girl's fiancé, if I had to guess by that shiny ring on her finger - promised her. "She was just joking."

"Well, they've been making a lot of jokes like that lately." 'Calla' reasoned. She sighed. "Just because I don't have powers like them, or bionics like you, doesn't mean I'm not as important to the team."

Powers? Bionics? The second one made sense now - it took me a minute, but I recognized the guy as Chase Davenport, leader of the bionic team from California - but the first one? Were bionics not the only way people could do inhumane things?

"I know. Like I said, we'd be screwed without you." Chase told her, leaning on the computer desk so that their foreheads were almost touching.

"Alright, let's find out what happened to the hyperlift, shall we?" Calla cleared her throat, changing the topic.

"Maybe let's not?" Chase suggested. Calla looked at him.

"Why not?" She questioned. Chase didn't answer, and she leaned back. "Chase, you didn't have anything to do with Skylar getting locked down here, did you?"

"Who, me?" Chase chuckled nervously. Calla leaned back in her seat, staring at him, and opened her mouth to say something.

"Chase Donald Davenport...why is the rock wall open?" Her voice changed when she noticed the rock wall. I froze, then proceeded to squeeze as close as I could to the wall, praying they wouldn't notice me.

"Skylar and Perry must have left it open after they escaped."

Chase shook his head and walked over. Thankfully, he didn't see me as he typed out a code in a key pad. I memorized the numbers before the door closed - 0815 - and smiled to myself, knowing that there was no way I would be able to resist coming back here.

2017

I'd just barely walked into what the Elite Force called their 'mission command' when I was suddenly greeted by two blasters of some sort and three harsh glares.

Crap, they weren't supposed to be here. Chase, the control freak of the team, had everything on his calendar, and mission command was supposed to be completely empty until 3.

"Who are you?" Chase demanded as Calla lowered her weapon. I gulped nervously, noticing how Douglas, the only real adult I'd ever seen down here, didn't stop pointing his possibly very deadly weapon at me.

"My name's AJ. I live a floor below you guys." I gulped. Calla frowned, noticing my nervousness, before following my gaze to Douglas.

"Dude, you gonna drop the weapon or are you really afraid of a little kid?" She questioned, moving the barrel of his blaster to point away from me. I let out a relieved sigh as the man realized what he'd been doing.

"Right." He agreed, placing it on the computer desk. "Why haven't we seen you before?"

"I like to keep to myself. A man of mystery, if you will." I started into mission command. Now that I was sure I wasn't about to get shot - Chase and Calla were supposed to be heroes, but from what little I'd overheard about this Douglas guy while eavesdropping on the team, he had a sort of shady past - I figured I should really introduce myself. Maybe they'd let me hang out here, and I wouldn't have to sneak around so much. "But I know all about you guys, the Elite Force." I struck a pose.

"How did you even get down here?" Chase questioned after exchanging looks with Calla and Douglas. "It's surrounded by walls of solid rock."

"Well, I was checking on the building's energy consumption, and I noticed an unusually high drain coming from below the building." I started to explain, only for Douglas to cut me off.

"Wait, you check on the building's energy consumption?" He questioned. I nodded.

"Of course. Gotta keep tabs on all the over-users. The future is green, man." I smiled widely. "Anyway, I used a structural-entometer to scan the area and locate the room. Then I cracked the security code and I've been coming here ever since."

"Ever since?" Chase repeated, staring at me. He didn't look very happy, and neither did Douglas. "How often do you come here?"

"A lot more than you'd like. My parents work a lot," I mentally kicked myself, still having to remind myself a year later that it was just my mom and I now, "so I figured why hang out at a home when I can hang here with all this cool technology. I just had to copy your online calendar so I'd know when to slip in undetected, and make sure to turn off your AI before she could rat me out."

"You copied our calendar?" Chase sounded even more annoyed now, but I was on a role.

"Yeah. Which reminds me, aren't you supposed to be at a dentist appointment right now?" I asked, turning to Douglas.

"He rescheduled it so he could sleep in." Calla told me, giving me a smile. I could tell immediately that she liked me - there was this look of both awe and pride in her eyes that told me I'd definitely impressed the older girl.

"Why are you telling him that?" Chase demanded, turning to her. She shrugged, still looked at me with that smile.

"C'mon, Chase. I mean, I know we should be upset by the massive security breach, but I like this little guy." I smiled at her words. From what I could tell, Chase might be mission leader around here, but Calla was very obviously his weakness. If I could get her to like me enough, I was sure she would convince him to let me hang around Mission Command, maybe even help on missions.

"Alright, time for you to go." Chase decided, ushering me towards the tunnel entrance. I sighed, disappointed. "And I'm changing all the passwords so this doesn't happen again."

"Bye AJ." Douglas called. I sighed.

"Fine, I'll go." I agreed. "But just so you know, I have a photographic memory which means that the schedule's up here too."

Besides, it wasn't as if changing the passwords would actually keep me out. It might take me some time, but I could break in here again. I was sure of that.

"Good to know." Chase shut the rock wall on me, leaving me alone in the dark tunnel. I smiled to myself, already thinking of a few different ways to break in there.

2022

I tapped my foot impatiently on the ground, feeling a little nervous. Eventually, though, my mom appeared on the other side of the glass, and I couldn't help but smile in relief.

"Honey." Her voice crackled in the phone, but God, I missed her voice. This wasn't ideal - the last thing any kid wanted to do was have to talk to their mother through a glass window and a crappy phone in a prison - but it was better than nothing. "Oh, it's so good to see you."

"Hi Mom." I smiled at her the best I could. This was the first time I'd seen her since the trial, and I didn't want her to have to worry about me.

"Are you okay? The Davenports are still taking care of you, right?" She questioned immediately. "How's school?"

"School's good, I'm okay. And yeah, I'm still staying with Calla, Chase, and Emily." I chuckled a little. "Emmy's started calling both me and Calla's brother 'Jay', so that's kinda funny. And confusing, whenever he visits."

Mom smiled at the anecdote. "That's sweet, honey." She told me. I cleared my throat.

"So, they're treating you okay?" I asked. She gave me a look.

"I'm okay, AJ. Don't you go worrying about me." She told me, her tone stern. "I mean it. You worry about you, okay?"

"Okay." It was a lie, and we both knew that it was, but Mom didn't press the topic. She started asking me about everything else - school, if I was seeing anyone, if I'd finally figured out why my phone was doing that weird thing...it almost felt normal.

Eventually, I figured I'd get used to this. She was going to be in here for years - not forever, not like I'd feared, but years. And until she got out, this was going to be our new normal. I just needed to get used to it.

2029

"I wanna see, I wanna see." Emily whined, pulling at my arm, standing on her tiptoes. I knelt down and unrolled the scroll in my hand so she could read what it said.

"Degree of Science in Computer Science and..." The little girl frowned, then looked up at Chase. "Mole-que-lar?"

"Mo-le-que-ler." Chase sounded it out for her. She nodded.

"Molecular Biology." She finished. She frowned. "What does that mean?"

"It means I went to school and became a really cool scientist." I told her. She grinned.

"Cool!" She leaned over my arm, examining the certificate before looking up at me. "I wanna do that when I'm grown up."

"You weren't this excited when I graduated from college." Spin complained half-heartedly. Emily gave him a look and I couldn't stop the amused smile that came to my face at the amount of condescension on her eight-year-old face.

"You got an arts degree. Science is cooler than art." She told him, the 'duh' going unsaid.

"Emmy." Calla scolded gently. Emily shrugged.

"It's true." She insisted. She looked up at me. "Can I have your funny hat?"

"Sorry sweetie, this one's mine. If you want one, you'll have to graduate from school first." I told her. She sighed.

"Don't sound hard." She replied. Calla let out a soft chuckle.

"Tell me that again in ten years." She muttered before looking at me. "We're proud of you, kid."

"Thanks." I told her. Chase smiled warmly at me.

"Seriously, really good job, AJ." He told me, patting me on the shoulder. I smiled.

"Hey, guys? We should probably get going?" Spin pocketed his phone before taking my hand. "Dani's been texting me for twenty minutes, not so subtly telling me to get all of us back to the Penthouse."

"To the Penthouse?" Chase repeated. He sighed. "They're throwing a party there without telling us, aren't they?"

"Probably." Spin agreed. I chuckled - the rest of the old team had been a little peeved when I told them I was only allowed to invite four people to my graduation, so it wasn't much of a surprise that they'd decided to do something to celebrate on our own. "We should get going."

"Alright. C'mon, sweetie." Chase held out his hand and Emily grabbed it, an eager smile on her face.

"There's a party? Is there going to be cake?" She asked excited, skipping forward and attempting to drag her dad to the car. "Can I invite people? Like Lucy and Charlotte?"

I chuckled as Spin, Calla, and I followed them towards the parking lot.

2032

"Alright, let's see what you've got, kid. I don't have all day." Calla declared, walking into the room. I glanced at her, amused to see her wearing a pantsuit instead of her usual jeans and t-shirt.

"Meeting with the board?" I guessed. Calla had a pretty relaxed dress code for the company, so long as we were dressed decently and safely for whatever position we held, so the only times she'd dress up were if she had a presentation or a meeting for the board.

"Ugh, what is with old-timers and their belief that you can't be great at your job unless you're dressed like a high school principal?" She muttered, pulling off her jacket and tossing it onto the couch in my office. "So, you said you had a prototype."

"Check it out." I pulled out a portable keyboard and hit a button on the side of it. A translucent, white, holographic screen appeared above it. Calla nodded, then looked at me.

"Is this it?" She questioned. I nodded. "Okay, portable holo-computer. Pretty cool, I admit - but how is it different than the holo computer in Mission Command?"

"Well, it's smaller, for one. Feel this." I handed it to her. "As heavy as your phone, right?"

"Okay, that is a plus." She admitted. I nodded.

"And not to mention the cost of making it. Even if we sold one of those at cost, the only people that could afford one would be people with your kind of money. This, this we could sell for maybe a thousand?"

"That's it?" Calla frowned. "How'd you cut it down so low? Does it pass safety measures?"

"Yes, of course. First thing I did was go through the checklist." I assured her. "As for the money we saved, I did sacrifice on, performance, processing speed, and storage. It's not terrible - about the same you'd get with your average laptop - but it's nothing like we have in mission command."

"Still...it's basically a laptop, but it's lighter, smaller, easier to bring with you places..." Calla was nodding. She smiled. "Send it to Leo. I want him to take a look at it, but unless he finds any significant problems with it, I want it sent to the manufacturer."

"Seriously?" I grinned. She nodded.

"Oh yeah. This is a good idea. Really good work, AJ." She told me. She glanced at the clock. "Oh, dang. Don't you need to meet Spin for dinner?"

"Not for a couple of hours...how did you...?" I stared at her for a moment before realization hit me. "Chase told you?"

"Of course he told me!" Calla laughed, as if it were obvious. I sighed - that's the last time I ask for his advice about this kind of thing. "Hey, chill."

"Don't make a big deal about it." I begged her. She shook her head.

"First of all, I will make a big deal. I will throw you a goddamn party if I choose to. You know, if Zoe or Jazz don't beat me to it." She laughed, amused before pulling me into a hug. "I'm so happy for you. He'll say yes, I'm sure of it."

"I hope so." I replied. She gave me a look.

"Spin loves you - of course he'll say yes." She assured me. I smiled. "Now, go. Set up whatever has to be set up. Have a great night."

"Thanks, boss." I smirked, grabbing my jacket.

"Hey, AJ?" She called me back just as I started for the staff room. I stopped to see her smiling at me. "I'm so happy for you."

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Kihonne: Alright, what did you guys think? Good, bad? Somewhere in between? Let's see if we can get three reviews by Tuesday, huh?

Oh, and a quick note about the next couple of weeks. We're entering exam territory now folks, and while these chapters are relatively easy to write, I do have to focus on my studies. So, I am going to post Alan's chapter on Tuesday as per usual, but Donald and Douglas' chapters won't be posted until next Saturday (the 15th) rather than this upcoming one.

UPDATE: Alan's chapter is being postponed to the 15th as well. Sorry folks, but school is really bad this time of year. I know you understand. I'll update all three chapters (Donald, Douglas, and Alan) on the 15th though, so you'll get all three in one day!