Hello darlings! I have finally returned with a new chapter.
Disclaimer: I do not own Lab Rats.
With a firing rage, Douglas rushed down to the common area. "You son of a b-"
"Before you continue let me remind you that we both have the same mother," Donald pointed out cheekily.
Douglas grabbed his brother's shoulders and forced him to turn and face him. "Why on Earth, or any realm, would you even think about doing something like this without taking to me first?!"
"Because I didn't want to put you through any more emotional pain while we waited for the results," Donald explained. "I feel that my suspicions were fairly justified, and to not act upon them would have been morally irresponsible,"
Douglas smacked his brother's arm. "And you really think that giving the results to Taylor would make things any easier?! She came to me, all worked up, giving me this little speech about how all she wants is a parent to love her, and I have to admit, I felt so bad for her. Donnie, I understand that you were trying, and failed, to lessen my pain, but don't you see what you are putting this girl through?!"
Donald had to resist the pull of a small smile on his lips. "And why does any of that matter to you? She is just one of many bionic students you have to see everyday, why should it matter what she is going through?" he asked casually.
"Because she is a human being! A teenage girl! You make me so angry when you act like this Donald, I bet you didn't even think about what this test is going to mean for Taylor!" Douglas ranted.
"And what could this mean to her?" Donald prompted.
Douglas took a few quicks breaths in an attempt to calm down. "It, it could change how she looks at herself. Her origins, being the daughter of two villians, three if you'd count Krane. It wouldn't be easy for her. And would she keep her name? And she is still a student here, how am I to interact with her? I don't know what to do with this Donnie!"
Donald sat down on the raised chair and looked at his brother. "So what I am hearing is that you are upset at me for putting Taylor through emotional pain, and I interpret that to mean that you actually care about Taylor,"
Douglas stepped back for a minute. "Well, yes, I guess so,"
"And that would explain a lot. Why when she first went blind you put so much time and effort in helping her, especially with those glasses. Why you fought so hard to rescue her from Giselle. Why you-"
"I get it, I get it," Douglas huffed. "I've gone soft,"
"No, it means you have changed. And if you really care for Taylor, is her being your daughter really a bad thing? I mean, have you even read the results yet?"
"No," Douglas murmured.
"Why not?" Donald questioned. "Do you not want Taylor to be Sarah?"
"I don't know!" Douglas choked. "I'm feeling some very mixed emotions,"
"So let's sort through them," Donald declared, pulling a chair over for his brother.
Douglas sighed and took a seat next to him.
"So, first, regardless of what the truth really is, would you want to raise Taylor as your daughter?" Donald asked.
"I don't know if you can really cause it raising, she already a teenager," Douglas lamented. "I mean, she's already spent the majority of her life with Krane,"
"But her memories of living with Krane are gone," Donald pointed out.
"Not all of them," Douglas corrected. "She still get's flashbacks, as part of her glitch. And from the nightmare she gets, I can tell they aren't good memories,"
"How do you know that she has nightmares?" Donald asked carefully.
"I can hear her from my room," Douglas murmured. "Krane did a lot of bad stuff to those kids. A lot of bad things to Taylor,"
"Yes, he did some bad things. But none of us had any idea that those kids existed, there was nothing we could have done to help them. All we can do now is try to help these kids in any ways we can," Donald told his brother.
"That's the thing Donnie, I could have done something about it!" Douglas snapped.
Donald raised an eyebrow. "You mean, you knew about them?"
"No," Douglas sighed. "But I was right there. I should have realized what Krane was up to. It's my fault for not catching him. Those kids were right under my nose for years, and I never noticed!"
Douglas let his tense muscles relax into the chair. "Taylor was right under my nose the whole time,"
"Douglas-"
"If I am really her father, than I've already failed her too many times," Douglas groaned.
"If? Why don't you just go ahead and read the results already?" Donald asked. "It might make you feel better,"
"How? Either I have a daughter and I've failed her, or I had a daughter that's now dead. Either way it sucks," Douglas huffed.
"I'm sick of this," Donald nearly hissed. "You didn't fail anyone! While, not Taylor or Sarah. If Taylor is your daughter, then you have the rest of your lives to make up for the last 16 years,"
"What are you doing?" Douglas spat as he felt the piece of paper being ripped from his hand.
"I'm ending this," Donald said, opening the envelope. He took a moment to take it all in, then smiled up to his brother. "Congratulations, it's a girl,"
The Davenport Residence, Mission Creek, California,
"I guess it's been a while since they've gone grocery shopping," Adam sighed, rummaging through the kitchen. "There's some food, but it's all sorts of weird stuff,"
"Normal person weird, or our weird?" Kate asked, walking over to him.
"Niether, both? It's like, non of this stuff could be used for meals," Adam sighed, opening up the refrigerator. "Pickles, peanut butter, blueberry maple syrup, eggnog?"
"Five different kinds of chips though," Kate pointed out as she looked into the pantry.
"Weird, but acceptable," Adam shrugged, as they each grabbed some snacks and took them to the kitchen table for mixing.
It wasn't long before the couple had their treats prepared and setting on the coffee table.
"What do you want to watch?" Adam asked, grabbing the remote.
Kate shrugged. "I don't know, I don't really watch television that often,"
"We can scroll then," Adam replied, leaning into the cushioned sofa. He could not resist the grin that took over his face when Kate grabbed her own bowl and leaned into him.
One arm around her, the other holding his peanut butter popcorn, Adam scrolled through the television channeled. By the time they finished their snacks- which was not a long period of time considering it was Adam and Kate- they had decided that there was a lack of anything good on tv.
"Do you miss living here?" Kate asked out of the blue.
"Huh? Uh, I guess I do a little bit sometimes. Most of our family lives on the island, so it's not that much more than a house. Plus, it's a nice place to sneak away too, see that no one is here," Adam smiled.
"Why isn't anyone here now?" Kate asked.
"Tasha is at work, so is Mr. Davenport, so here we are," Adam replied.
"You sure we are alone?" Kate asked with a slight giggle.
Adam nodded. "Of course, but was does that-"
Kate cut Adam off by leaning in and kissing her beautiful boyfriend.
Instead of using his words, Adam replied by returning the kiss.
Seconds turned to minutes, and the minutes added up. The two of them were up to a full out make out session when the front door opened wide.
"Adam!" His step-mother exclaimed, surprised at what was happening in her living room.
"Tasha!" Adam gasped, as he and Kate immediately pushed some space between themselves. "What are you doing home so early?!"
"I wasn't feeling well so I decided to come back to what I thought was an empty house, but I see that I was mistaken," Tasha answered.
Kate looked away from the situation, her face completely red.
"Tasha, we were just watching some tv, I'm sorry we didn't let you know-"
"Oh it looks like you were doing a lot more than just watching television," Tasha smirked. "You are going to have a very serious talk with your father about his though Adam,"
"But Tash-"
"No buts Adam," Tasha huffed.
"I guess we will just head back to the island then," Adam said quickly, taking Kate's arm and making a bee line for the door.
"Adam, wait! Aren't you going to introduce me to your friend?" Tasha asked with a smile.
"Uh, Tasha, this is Kate, my girlfriend. Kate, this is Tasha, my step mother," Adam introduced.
"It's nice to meet you Mrs. Davenport. Sorry for sneaking into your house," Kate blushed.
"Oh, you're just young and having fun," Tasha shrugged. "But it's very nice to meet you,"
"Wait, so I'm not in trouble," Adam added in.
"No, you are in trouble mister. But you two can go ahead and get back to the island," Tasha smiled.
"Fine," Adam said. "See you Tasha, hope you feel better!"
"Bye Mrs. Davenport," Kate added awkwardly as they left the house.
"That was a mess," Adam groaned once the door shut behind him.
"At least it was a fun mess," Kate giggled.
Hearing her laugh, Adam could not help but smile. "You're right,"
"Let's go home then," Kate said,
The Davenport Bionic Academy,
Douglas hesitantly entered the training area, where he spied Leo helping Taylor.
"Hey Leo, Taylor," He spoke up. This grabbed Taylor's attention as she spun around to face him.
"I'm just going to give you guys some space to talk," Leo stated before rushing out of the room.
"Hi Douglas," Taylor beamed.
"Taylor, I'm sorry," Douglas whispered. His heart snapped as he saw Taylor's face fall.
"What- Why are you sorry?" Taylor asked, her face contorted with all sorts of mixed emotions.
Douglas put a hand on her shoulder. "Taylor, I'm so sorry. You deserve so much better," he whispered.
"Douglas, what do you mean?" Taylor asked, sounding as if she were a small, frightened child.
"I mean that you are a great girl, and you deserve so much better than what life has given you. Your mother abandoning you, everything that Krane did, and me. You should have gotten so much better," Douglas sighed, wrapping his arm around her and giving her a quick kiss on the forehead before leaving the training area.
Taylor stood there, lost in thought. By the sounds of his footsteps, she was certain that he had already left. Taylor eventually attempted to follow the sound, but stopped when she head a crinkling sound under her foot.
"Logan!" Taylor called, picking up a piece of paper.
"Yeah Taylor?" Logan asked, jogging over to her.
"I need you to read this to me," She replied urgently.
Logan squinted at the paper, trying to make the message out. "It, uh, is some kind of a test. It says it's a positive DNA match. What's this for Taylor?"
Taylor snatched the paper out of his hand. "Nothing. Never mind. You go back to training, I'll be back in a little bit,"
And with that, she was out the door. Out for a hunt.
Dun. Dun. Dun. Not really. XD, we'll get a fun conversation next chapter. So, anyways, what did you guys think of Chapter 11? Donald, sweet Donald, always finds new ways to piss people off. Anyone catch the quote I put into Douglas line?
And there is going to more from that middle Adam/Kate and Tasha section, a humorous revelation and later an emotional one.
Poor Douglas. He always pulls my heartstrings. But Taylor? What will she do now?
Please review and let me know your feelings and thoughts on this chapter! Thanks ~AzulaTano.