Ok, finally had some free time! Thanks for bearing with me through the mini-hiatus. Anyways the answer to the big question; I going to keep it between Pixane. No Technoshipping. Sorry for everyone who wanted that. Anyways, I'm glad that we're taking this route since the more I thought about it the less I wanted to do it. Since first, I suck at writing romance and have little experience with it, and second, I was really looking forward to drawing this to an end and letting some of my other ideas shine.

Gaaaayylien-yes, all of your dreams came true. Did you wish on a start for three new chapters?

Guest-Congrats you get the award for longest review posted by a guest on this story. Also, I could never write a story with something like sex in it. For this one I would definitely have to bump the rating up to M. And I don't write or read anything over T. So you're safe. And since we're doing no technoshipping, your going even more safe.

"Okay," Zane said, trying to focus through the pain, "See that silver box that contains my microchip?"

"Ya," Jay said.

"Open it," Zane said.

"Got it," Jay said, fingering with the latch.

"Okay. You gotta be careful now." Zane instructed, "Carefully reach in and pull the microchip and only the microchip out. Watch out for all the wires."

"Slowly or fast like I'm ripping off a band-aid?" Jay asked.

"Whatever you like." Zane panted.

"Ok," Jay said, deciding to slowly pull the chip out.

Jay tried to fit his finger into the box and poke around. But the more he tried to keep it still, the more it shook. It didn't help that his teammates were practically on his back watching him like a hawk. Or rather a falcon, who was watching him too. Ignoring the several pairs of eyes burning into his back, he focused back on the box.

He finally fit his pinky finger in and felt the flat side of the microchip. He carefully pulled it out, holding it close to the box.

"Okay what's-" Jay started to asked but stopped when he saw Zane's face.

Zane was gasping much like a fish out of water. A tight grimace was ironed into his face as the side of the table that he was gripping was starting to bend under his hold. He was starting to have doubts, wondering if this really was a good idea. The amount of pain was almost unbearable, more painful than almost anything before.

"Do you want me to put I back in?" Jay asked.

Zane slightly shook his head, indicating that he didn't want him to do that.

"Do you want me to pull it all the way out?" Jay asked, not knowing what to do with the thing that was still in his hand.

"Just-let-go," Zane instructed.

Jay placed it on top of the silver box and watched Zane's expression of pain ease a bit.

"Thanks," Zane said, "The pressure of you holding it was excruciating,"

"Why did you design yourself to register pain?" Kai asked.

"Because pain is an essential mechanism for life. You need to have it to notice that something is wrong, usually internally. That's how my self-repair systems know what to repair. Plus I am a designed to be as close to a human as possible, flaws and all." Zane explained.

"Okay, what next?" Jay asked.

"The hard part," Zane said.

"That was the easy part?" Jay yelped, the sinking feeling in his stomach getting even heavier. So heavy that he thought that he might weigh down the whole Bounty.

"I'm going to tell you all the instructions now. Just in case." Zane said.

"In case of what?" Jay asked.

"A mandatory shutdown that might be triggered by messing with the microchip or the power source." Zane explained, "Pixal can you note all of this for him?"

"WHAT!?" Jay shrieked.

"On it," Pixal replied.

"Didn't you think to tell me this earlier?" Jay yelled.

"Ya, but if I did, the chances of you going through with this would go exponentially down." Zane explained.

"Anyways, you need to pull the microchip out of my chest without removing any of the wires. They should be long for you to be able to put the microchip on the table. Then you should probably slip the microchip into the processor of the Bounty, that way you can view the code and Pixal can help you find what the problem is. Based on your knowledge and Pixal's knowledge of coding, you should be able to find the part that is damaged. The code won't line properly and the symbols might look off. Pixal should be able to analyze what part is missing and fill it in." Zane instructed.

"We are going on plausible's and shoulds?!" Jay exclaimed.

"I can't live the rest of my life like this." Zane sighed, "Hopefully it will be worth all of the pain. If I do shut down, Pixal probably will be able to fill in some of the gaps in my instructions."

"Okay." Jay said, taking a deep breath, "Should I start now?"

"Preferably yes," Zane said, "Sitting here and waiting is agony. Literally."

Jay scooped up the microchip and slowly unraveled the long and thin pieces of wire that were coiled in the box. He placed the chip on the table, straightening all the wires out. Trying to relax a bit, he slowly pressed the pronged end of the microchip into the Bounty's computer.

Zane made a beeping voice, the light in his eyes draining.

"Mandatory shut down commencing due to Error 582." A robotic voice that once belonged to Zane droned.

Jay took a sigh, they had prepared for this. The feeling of doing this alone was suffocating, the pressure unbearable.

"Jay," Pixal said, snapping him out of his thoughts,"I just ran a scan through his coding and I couldn't find anything out of the ordinary. Everything seems to be there."

"That's just a great!" Jay exclaimed, "Now I have no clue what I'm doing!"

Letting out a humongous sigh, he pulled the microchip out of the Bounty's computer. What else could he do, this whole thing was a bust. Unless.

"Pixal, do you think that there could be something wrong with the chip itself?" Jay asked.

"That's plausible," Pixal said.

"Great more plausible's." Jay sighed.

Jay rolled the wheelie chair over to his toolbox, digging through to the top until he found what he wanted. He pulled them out careful not to break it. His mom had given him this, it was similar to the one that had been used to give Pixal half of Zane's power source. He pulled on a pair of microscope glasses, pulling the multiple lenses down until they were at full power. Plucking a pair of tweezers out of the tool box, he inspected Zane's power source with his enhanced vision.

Part of Zane's blue power source was sticking out of the end of the microchip. Jay maneuvered his tweezers and carefully pulled it all the way out, hoping this didn't cause any permanent damage. If he could just look around inside and see if there was anything broken. However, it wasn't long before it was apparent what was broken. It wasn't the chip itself, everything was intact and looked almost brand new. It was Zane's power source. 3/4 was its regular crystal blue, however, the 1/4 was a gray-white color, not matching its glowing counterpart.

"What the heck?!" Kai exclaimed throwing his hands up into the air.

Jay had to fix this, Zane was relying on him, the team was relying on him. Plus there was no going back now. There was no option to quit. Jay flicked the blue lens overtop all the other ones. This, of course, made everything tinted blue like the world had been doused in paint. This made it easier to see the contrast of color in Zane's power source.

"I can do this," Jay mumbled to himself.