With Wernicke executed in DC, this whole Bones the Bounty Hunter affair was finally over, and everything was back to the way they were before tbe whole fiasco took place. Of course, there is still some crime to halt and put out of action, but it was mostly some small crimes from robbers, muggers, burglars, thieves, people involving counterfeit money, and other types of crimes they could find.

Unfortunately, Lincoln was still sitting at home and waiting, waiting for his bad leg that he received from Bones, to recover and not feel any more pain from when the ruthless bounty hunter swept it and almost broke it like a tree branch. He was fine with staying at home and letting his leg heal.

While he was reading his favorite comic books in his underwear like he would normally do, Lisa was happy and excited to have her antidote for Lincoln's leg complete, and she squeaked with joy. "At last!" the prodigy exclaimed in triumph, "one of my greatest creations is now complete." she clasped and began rubbing her hands together as she was feeling quite proud of herself. "Lincoln is really going to love what I have in store, just for him."

She grabbed the yellowish-green bottle of antidote and the machine said it was absolutely done with no side effects to be included like some regular medication. No, this creation that Lisa had finished was a special type of elixir, and she knew it will heal Lincoln's bad leg in a second or two.

"Oh, Lincoln!" she sang,

"Yeah Lisa?" Lincoln called.

"I have a little, special surprise for you, elder brother!" She promptly went into Lincoln's bedroom and showed him the yellow-green liquid in the glass bottle. "Behold, one of my greatest creations ever to je created; the Hospital in a Bottle for you to help with your leg."

"Wow. A potion?"

"Yep. It is an elixir that will heal your bad leg in a second our two. It might feel a little uncomfortable, but your leg will feel good as new when you drink some of this stuff. And do not worry about the taste, it will taste like jus de bissap, or hibiscus juice from Democratic Republic of Congo in central Africa."

Lincoln smiled, and said: "Oh Lisa, you didn't have to do that. I'm grateful, but you didn't have to do that."

"I wanted to help you, elder sibling. We are family after all." Lisa said. "Now come on, drink it up. You do not have to drink the whole liquid potion, just a few sips should just about help with that bad leg." Lincoln still looked a little hesitant, but he slowly gripped the potion bottle, and looked in the very peculiar liquid. He blinked two times before he slowly took a sip of this elixir, and he gulped this liquid about three times. At first, he didn't really feel anything happen, but then, he felt something stinging at his hurt leg, as if a knife was being lodged in it, but then the pain immediately went away after a few seconds and he felt something rather soothing inside the leg as if it was being dipped in a very warm jacuzzi of some kind.

Another few seconds passed and the warm feeling was gone, and he no longer felt any pain or uncomfortable feelings in his now former-hurt leg. To test it, he slowly got off his bed and he was standing on both legs this time. No pain, no soreness, it was a miracle for Lincoln to endure. Yes, he no longer felt any excruciating pain from when Bones swept and crippled his leg from before. for good measure, Lincoln tried walking on his two legs, and no pain at all. He smiled, and he was glad to see that Lisa's little elixir had worked on him after all. He never felt so happy in his life, and his leg was, indeed, good as new. This was something considered a miracle for Lincoln, because now that his leg is all better, he can go out fight some more crime and bad guys with Luna.

He wondered what Luna would say when she gets home and finds out Lisa just created a miracle in this house (for once.) Would she take it very good or would she freak out about it? He then thought that; he should wait until the rocker sister gets back home to tell her the good news. For the time being, he went back to reading his comic books and went downstairs to watch some TV when he decided he was done with the comic books. Reading all his comic books after feeling a little bored, and he was watching the TV next.

"Lincoln is your leg okay?" asked Lynn who was coming downstairs to scrap the callus off her feet with a scraper.

"Lisa gave me a potion to fix my leg and it's all better." Lincoln said to her in a very happy voice.

Lynn looked a little surprised to hear that, and she said: "Wait, really? Nah, that's just stupid. A potion? come on."

"Here, I'll show you how my leg is doing now." Lincoln said. He immediately got off the sofa and started walking around casually like he was just minding his own business like a random pedestrian. Lynn did look a little surprised and she took back her doubts about Lincoln being cured instantly.

"Nice. If only Lisa would create a potion to bring Kobe Bryant back from the dead." Lynn remarked.

"Yeah, that would be good. But... I don't think Lisa can create a potion or a juice like that." Lincoln admitted.

"Ah, don't worry about it. He lived a good life anyway. No harm in that."

"Yeah, you'll never know when an accident like that would happen." Lincoln agreed. It was just then Luna came back home after some crime-fighting today and notice Lincoln sitting on the couch. "How was it out there, Luna?"

"Hey Lincoln. I just busted a jewelry store robbery and just some... petty burglars and muggers, blah blah blah." Luna replied. Then she saw Lincoln

She then asked: "Your leg doing okay, bro?"

"Yeah Luna, now don't freak out, but Lisa created an elixir to heal my leg and not hurt anymore."

Luna sounded excited to hear that and she said: "Wow, really? Let me see that, dude."

The boy did as he showed Lynn and Luna was happy to see that Lincoln's bad leg was, indeed, no longer bad. Yes, Luna was glad to have her little brother up and back in action tbe next time she goes out to fight crime or stop some bad guys running amok. "See? It's not hurt anymore."

Luna smiled even bigger than before, and she hugged Lincoln tightly and proudly, and she was glad to have her partner-in-crimefighting back on his feet. "So glad to have you back at the game, buddy." Then she let him go.

"Me too, Luna. I'm glad to be back." Lincoln agreed. "So is there any crime-fighting that needs to be done right now?"

"Hmmm, not at the moment. No." Luna replied. "And while I was out there, I was thinking the next time there is a very tough villain like Bones, maybe... you should..." she was trying to say something to him that sounded rather hard for her to do. "Bro, maybe you should... you know, stay clear of those kind of guys, since..."

"Since I don't have powers like you and the guys?" Lincoln said

"Yeah! Exactly. Exactly what I mean, Linc. Nothing personal."

"No problem, I'll just move aside and leave those kind of guys to you, Sam, Mason, and Yakov... ajd thr cops if needed."

"Right." Luna said.

"Although I wish I had powers like you guys so I wouldn't have to worry about getting hurt too much, even if Lisa can make an elixir to give me some-"

"Whoa whoa whoa." Luna blurted, "not a good idea, remember? That would he Lisa you're talking about. Remember all the side effects the last time she had experimented on us for some stupid reasons?"

Lincoln then looked back at the times when some of Lisa's experiments backfired with side-effects involved. For instance: Lola having her hair all grown back after an accident with the lawn mower, which made her into a blobby, squealing monster with a warped voice with tentacle appendages and twitching on the floor like a spaz (which made Lisa extremely grounded). Another time was when Lisa tried to make Lana's chicken pox go away with a potion (which, ironically, made Lana into a chicken herself!)

Remembering all those... unpleasant experiences in the past, he then said: "good point."

The doorbell rang and it was Sébastien Dumas, father of Mason. "Bonjour, Lincoln, Luna. My sincere apologies if I was intruding on anything."

"Oh, you're not intruding on anything, Mr. Dumas." Luna said. "What brings you here?"

The French scientist had a very excited and eager smile on his face before replying: "I am here to give you both zis special invitation." It was a letter that said: Dearest Luna Frost, you, your brother, and friends have been invited to spend three weeks in Paris, the city of love, and enjoy tbe cuisine, art, and enjoy the marvelous landmarks. But you the flight will he held in the next three months."

"A whole three weeks in Paris?" Luna said, with Lincoln as excited before hugging one another.

"Oui. I have gotten you kids a couple of plane tickets to France."

"Wow. This is so cool, Mr. Dumas," Lincoln admitted, "but you didn't have to do that."

"Oh, but I wanted to do it, Lincoln." said Sébastien, "I am a scientist and I make big bucks."