A/N: Hello... It has been a long time, hasn't it? I think I'll add a bit at the bottom, if anyone actually wants to read where I've been, but not here. I'd rather it didn't get in the way of the story.

THANKS to bradburythequeen, JediStarkXavierDivergent11, and altoclefislife for reviewing the last chapter! I really appreciate the feedback, and it helps me write. :)

Episode: None, before Bionic Island

Rating: K

Warnings: None

Inspiration: Musing on Chase's memory and mind

Be the one to make someone smile today!


Chase is starting to worry her, Tasha frets, watching him listlessly roll the food around on his plate. It's dinner time. Donald's who knows where, Bree's lost in her phone, Adam's building a tiny log cabin out of carrots, and Leo's chattering her ear off about something. She's nodding along, but her attention is on Chase.

Eventually, Chase sighs, forces another bite of vegetables, and rises to leave. He comes over to her with a smile, and thanks her for dinner.

The smile slides off his face as he walks away. Tasha's concerned eyes trail him out of the room.


A/N: So, life has been insane. I had the service trip I mentioned, and then I was dealing with some medical issues (nothing life-threatening, don't worry), and then I was in a musical. I'm in AP classes, and have tests coming up. Plus, I had decided I wouldn't post anything until I finished Clash, but I just hit the biggest wall on it, and I decided because the ban doesn't seem to actually be helping, I'd break it down. Plus, I'm writing for Camp Nano right now. If anyone reading this is a Prisoner Zero fan, expect a pleasant surprise once I get my life together. :)