Hey my fabulous readers! I'm back, after a little while of not updating. Hehe, I guess writing original chapters are harder than I thought. I just thought, I didn't give you enough last chapter, so here is another purely original chapter. It is my shortest chapter though, since I had no episode to base it on, so it's more of a mini-sode.

But yeah, and also, I have decided that instead of doing some of the more useless chapters in the order of the show, I'm gonna place them all over the place, just so they fit in with the time period. Like in the story right now, it is October, so Halloween episodes, like Night of the Living Virus or Haunting of Mission Creek will be placed. Episodes like Dude Where's My Lab and other summer episodes, will happen after the school year is over.

Now that my rant is done, here you go! My first FULLY original chapter for Lab Rats, which I only own this chapter's plot and Blake's plot. Everything else belongs to Disney XD and whoever owns them.

xXxXx Blake's PoV xXxXx

After getting a really good nights sleep I was over my little bout of depression. Well, not totally, but it wasn't paralyzing the way I lived everyday. Nope, now I was ready to go back to being that positive and sarcastic Blake that everyone seemed to love.

Waking up that morning though, it felt actually really boring, compared to the day before. Though I guess that's expected, since you know, school is really boring and a runaway train is exciting. But, normalcy is needed in order for someone not to go totally insane. Which is sort of why I was kind of happy to be going back to school. Not because of school itself, but because it was a normal kid thing to do. Working with three bionic teenagers, your narcissistic 'Uncle' and your best friend in a lab isn't really considered an average teenage experience, is it?

Something weird was going on though, because all through the day today, every time Adam and I were in the same vicinity of each other, he'd ignore me, glare at me or even bump me hard, with just a little bit of super strength put into the push. At first, I put it down to him not being in a good mood, but when he showed no signs of stopping or apologizing, I threw that idea out the window. Bree, Chase and Leo seemed to notice as well, but they didn't approach him.

I normally would have no problem with someone giving me attitude, but that was only when I knew why they were giving it to me in the first place. So, by the end of the day and having seen Adam for a good majority of the day, I was on the edge of my rope.

So far on the edge that as soon as the five of us got home, I wasted no time in turning around and getting up in his face, "Okay, Adam, what the hell is your problem today?" I asked, not amused in the slightest. He just scoffed, going to move around me. I held my arm, stepping in front of him, "Nuh uh! Nope, you're not going anywhere until I find out what's up with my friend." I told him, firmly.

He glared at me, "Oh, so now I'm your friend?" He asked. What?

"What do you mean?" I asked him.

He rolled his eyes, "Oh you know exactly what I mean." He spat at me, "And you say I'm stupid." He scoffed.

I gave him a confused look, before shaking my head, "Okay, look. I don't know where you got the idea that I wasn't your friend or that you weren't mine, but seriously, lets just move on, alright?" I suggested.

He brushed past me, "And put up with you being twoface to my face? No thanks." He stated.

I growled, running in front of him, blocking the entrance to the lab. "Twoface? When have I ever been twoface?" I asked him.

I guess he finally got fed up, as he grabbed me by my shirt and held me up, "Blake, I'm not in the mood." He grunted, before tossing me aside. Luckily, I landed on the couch, but the fact that he threw me in the first place surprised me. I watched with a glare as he walked out of the room and into the lab. Bree, Leo and Chase were standing by the door with slack jaws. I huffed, crossing my arms, "Fine, if he wants to play this game, I can make it a real challenge." I muttered.

Leo looked around, "Okay, am I the only one who is completely lost right now?" He asked. When Chase and Bree gave him head shakes, he continued, "Why is Adam treating you like that Blake?" He asked me.

I shrugged, "I have no idea, but trust me when I say that I will find out." My tough guy act dropped suddenly, as I realized what might've just happened. Adam being angry with me and refusing to talk to me was fixable, but the fact that he used his bionics on me and threw me halfway across the room, that was a bit more serious. "I just want my best friend back." I muttered, a bit distraught now. That little outburst with Adam kind of drained him.

Leo approached me, "I can go talk to him." He told me, "He'd never hurt me."

I rolled my eyes, "Yeah, I thought that too until a few minutes ago." I snapped. Chase shook his head, "Leo, maybe you aren't the best fit for this situation. We need someone who is delicate with their words but can make a point that relates to Adam." He explained. "Someone like me." He stated, smugly.

I wanted to hit him, "Chase, sorry, but I'm sure your explanation would make Adam want to hit you as much as I do, maybe a bit more."

Bree spoke up, "Okay, you know what? You boys stay up here. This requires a woman's touch." She bragged.

Leo looked around, "My mother?" He asked, seeing if she was around. Obviously, she was at work, probably helping with the editing of her runaway train report from yesterday, which I heard was ruined when she found Leo in the train, so he was grounded all this week.

Bree shook her head, "No, me!" She announced, looking annoyed with her step brother and brother. I shook my head, "Just leave it Bree. He obviously doesn't want to talk, so why bother?"

She just sighed, "Because, he's my brother and I know him and Chase more than anyone. He's bound to listen to me." She smiled at me, "I have to at least try." She stated, before speeding off to the lab.

I sighed, holding my head in my hands. "What is going on?" I asked, stressed out.

Chase placed a hand on my shoulder, sitting next to me. "Don't worry Blake. I'm sure it's just Adam being Adam. You know how he gets sometimes." He told me. Leo also sat down next to me, but he didn't say anything.

I shook my head, "That's just it. I don't know how he gets. I've only known him and Bree and you for only two weeks. You've known him for most of his life. I only know that he's super strong, sort of slow and an extremely happy go lucky type person. That's it." I sighed. This was really depressing, and I didn't need this, especially with what is coming up this week. It wasn't necessary for me to have this extra stress on me. Life already kicked me in the gut with my parents dying, so I didn't need to lose another person, all within the same week.

Bree, I hope you know what you're doing.

xXxXx Adam's PoV xXxXx

In the lab, I was trying, and I repeat the word 'trying', to do some school work for my math class, but all of the numbers just kept getting jumbled up in my brain. I was just doing this to distract myself from my anger, not because I actually cared about this stuff. That was all Chase. Which, I think is funny. Now, he went from the person I couldn't stand the most, to the only person I could actually tolerate now. Leo was a bit pushy with his ideas, and they've all done some crazy damage to us. Bree and Blake, well, obviously, I can't stand them if they can't stand me. It didn't hurt so much from Bree, since I knew that she kind of had to deal with me, because we were siblings, but Blake was a little more painful to deal with.

I thought we actually were close. I mean, he seemed pretty sad when Davenport 'sent' us away and replaced us with those robots. He actually looked like he was ready to follow up with his threat to come with us to Facility X, which was a pretty big deal. Also, the fact that he seemed to be very protective over whatever the three of us did in school so that we didn't reveal our bionics was another sign that he cared. And yesterday, during the mission, he hacked into Davenport's train to make sure that we had his support and then sped over in a scooter that had the possibility of not working, just to make sure that we were okay.

Yeah, so forgive me if I was mistaken, thinking we were friends. But no, right after the mission, he has this secret conversation with Bree about how much he doesn't like me at all. Not even a sliver of hope that maybe it was just sarcasm. It was just real talk.

I growled, grabbing the side of my head, "I don't understand!" I exclaimed out loud, even though I was alone.

"Don't understand what?" A voice sounded from the entrance of the lab. I rolled my eyes, knowing exactly who it was.

"What do you want Bree?" I asked her, turning to face my sister. I was seriously ready to burn a hole right through her. Yeah, when I give a glare, I put actual meaning to having a burning glare.

She raised an eyebrow, crossing her arms, "Wow, you really are ticked." She stated, like it wasn't obvious.

I scoffed, "Really, I didn't know that." I snapped, sarcastically.

She walked up to me, "What is your malfunction?" She asked, getting way too close into my personal space. "Did Spike transfer into you or something?"

I pushed her away, not strong enough to do damage, but for her to stumble back a bit. "STOP!" I roared at her. "Just leave me alone!" I demanded.

Bree just stood there, "No. Not when upstairs Blake is having an anxiety attack because you are treating him like Trent does." She stated, which made me scoff.

"Oh, really? That old trick? Get me to feel bad so that I can tell you what's wrong with me and then everything will be fixed, right?" I asked, turning away from her, going back to the papers on the table in front of me.

Bree groaned, "Adam, just shut up for a minute and listen!" She pleaded, "Blake is seriously beating himself up over everything that he could've done wrong. Him, along with Chase, Leo and I have no idea why you are acting like this." She explained, looking concerned.

I didn't buy it, because she was always a little bit better at hiding any secrets that you could hide in your face. She was very good at acting too. "Really? You want to know what's wrong? I don't see why you, or him should care." I spat at her.

She flinched a bit, looking a bit scared, "Adam, you're my brother, and I'm your only sister. Of course I'm gonna care. Why do you think that I don't?"

I rolled my eyes, "Why don't you ask Blake, huh? You both seemed eager to talk about me last night, huh?" I asked, finally just letting it out in the air.

Bree had a look of understanding on her face after a few moments of her thinking. "Oh, now I get it! You heard when he said he didn't like you." She stated, like she was thinking out loud.

I nodded, still glaring at her. The heat vision was ready to be fired, so if she made one wrong move, I'd be sisterless. "Yeah, and you didn't even defend me!" I exclaimed.

Bree laughed a bit, "Is that all this is about?" She continued to laugh like it wasn't a serious thing. I continued glaring at her, while she tried calming herself down. She took a few breaths to settle down, before looking to me. "Adam, you are making mountains out of molehills." She told me.

I raised an eyebrow, "Bree, this has nothing to do with mountains or molehills, whatever those are! This is serious. You let Blake put me down and did nothing to defend me. Your brother!" I told her, probably sounding really hurt. I was, so I guess my voice just caught onto that feeling.

Bree just chuckled, "I would've defended you if he was actually putting you down." She told me, which confused me.

"What do you mean?"

She continued, "Well, if you had heard some more of the conversation, you'd have heard that we were just talking about people Blake was interested in. Your name came up and he denied liking you. That's it. He still thinks of you as a friend." She explained, looking desperate.

I stopped completely. All of my body just froze as I realized how big I blew this whole thing out of the water. "So, all of this, was because I jumped the gun?" I asked. When she nodded, my whole body felt like a…like a…something heavier than what I can lift. So, I treated Blake like crap, just because I heard a little bit of a conversation that was only about people Blake could've had a crush on? I groaned again, holding my head once again, "I'm an idiot!" I exclaimed.

Bree was at my side right away, "Hey, stop!" She demanded, forcing my head up to face her, "Look, you can still fix this. Blake is upstairs waiting for an apology and an explanation." She told me, before hugging my head to her body. It was a weird feeling, since we weren't really big on hugging. Mostly because I wasn't exactly the safest to invite to hug.

My heart felt really heavy, and for once, I couldn't lift it. No amount of physical strength would be able to help. It was all up to me to fix my stupid mistake. I stood up from my seat, moving away from Bree, "I need to go." I told her, rushing out of the lab and back up to the living room. I ran in, "Blake, I need to talk…" I noticed that only Leo was in the room, sitting on the couch, watching TV, "To you." I finished, my face dropping again.

Leo turned to me, "Oh, now you want to talk to him?" He asked, sarcastically.

I rolled my eyes, walking over to him, "Leo, where is he?" I demanded.

He pointed out the door, "Him and Chase went out for a walk to calm down." He gave me a judgemental look, "You really messed up, Adam." He told me, like I didn't already know. I just ignored him, plopping down next to him. I crossed my arms and just glared at the TV. I didn't bother running out, hoping to find my brother and Blake. That'd be a waste of time and I didn't want to go crazy over this. Or actually, I didn't want to go more crazy over this.

xXxXx Blake's PoV xXxXx

As soon as the conversation died down, it fell into a very uncomfortable silence. It took a few minutes, but the thoughts in my head took over and I found myself standing up. "I'm going out." I stated, just so that Leo and Chase don't just watch as I leave.

Chase stood up, "I'll go with you." He stated. I gave him a look, and he returned the look with a nervous smile. I sighed, "Fine, come on."

He nodded, quickly walking over as I opened the door. I turned back to Leo, "Just tell Bree we went out, okay?"

Leo nodded, giving me a thumbs up, and I closed the door behind us. I sighed, taking in the air, before walking off, starting down the street. Chase quickly caught up to me, ready to talk. "So, aside from this whole 'Adam' fiasco, how are you Blake?" He asked. I raised an eyebrow at him, before ignoring his question and continuing on with our little walk. He sighed, "Okay then." He concluded, probably figuring out that I didn't exactly feel like talking. It wasn't anything personal towards Chase, but in case you haven't noticed how my life was going at the moment, I wasn't exactly in a chatty mood.

We both just walked around town for a while, just in silence. It was actually sort of nice. Chase and I only seemed to spend time together during his training or school. We never did anything like this together, and when he wasn't showing how much smarter he was, he was really good company. We passed by the school, the library and some of the other neighborhoods, before we decided to head back to the house.

It was getting late, and I had cooled off a bit. I don't think I would be blowing up in Adam's face anymore, at least for today. Tomorrow, maybe. It depends on if he's still being ridiculous.

"Blake, I was meaning to ask you something." Chase spoke for the first time since his first question. When I turned to him, he continued, "Now, this is just from my observations of you, but I can't help but feel that this whole thing with Adam is more than just losing a friend. Is this true?" He asked, looking genuinely concerned.

I sighed, "Great, now you too." I muttered, before looking to him. "Chase, I'm going to tell you what I told Bree when she mentions it to me. I don't like Adam like that. Yeah, he's a great friend and he's cool, but I'm just not interested." I told him honestly. Okay, I may have fibbing a little bit. I was a little interested, but only because I thought Adam was just a little cute. That was the extent of my interest though, nothing more.

He nodded, but he continued, "I see, but if you aren't interested in him, why is this hurting you so much?" He asked.

I opened my mouth to answer, but no words came out. That question just shut me up completely. I actually had to stop and think about this one. Why did this upset me so much? I mean, I've gotten into fights with Leo and Davenport and they were both still there for me. I'm sure I'll get into fights with Chase and Bree and they'll continue being my friends. But when Adam just ignored me for a day, I got all angry and exploded on him. Why? Maybe it was just how close we've gotten since we've met and how fast it happened? I may have gotten a bit too attached to him as a friend, so this whole thing could've just been a jarring effect. Gah, this whole thing was making my head spin! "Chase, could you please drop it?" I asked him, a little rude.

"But-" He tried to continue, but I glared at him. "Chase, I said ENOUGH!" I yelled at him, stepping forward to intimidate him a bit. Given what happened next, I don't think that was my best move. Chase's face darkened and his entire body language changed from nerdy best friend to stuck up and angry.

"Watch your tone, Sally." He growled.

I backed up, smiling a little nervously, "Uh, hey Spike. How's it going?" I asked, backing up still. With every step I took back, he took two forward, which scared me. "Haven't seen you since the football game last week." I stated, hoping that small talk would calm him down out of his sudden Commando Mode activation.

He glared at me, "Can it, Drama Queen!" He demanded, before cracking his knuckles, "This will be fun." He stated, smirking a very dark grin. I gulped, before putting my feet to good use and taking off away from him. I knew he was in pursuit, since I heard his shoes hitting the sidewalk and his grunting that he made when his feet made contact with the pavement. "Get back here Coward!" He demanded.

I didn't even look back as I turned the corner to the driveway to our house. I took the steps up the porch three at a time, quickly taking a look back. Spike was an insanely fast runner, but he was just walking towards the stairs. He grinned, cracking his knuckles again, twisting his head also. He must've been cracking his neck too. I yelped a bit, before opening the door and slamming my whole body against it so it would close and I'd hold it closed. I was breathing heavily, both in panic and from running away from an angry bionic psycho.

"Blake, can I talk to you?" I heard a voice ask from in front of me.

I turned to face whoever this person was. I rolled my eyes, "Oh, now you want to talk?" I asked, giving him a glare, before I heard the sound of Spike's shoes stepping up onto the porch. I knew that I wouldn't be able to hold the door closed, so I ran away from the door, diving behind the island in the kitchen. Adam gave me a weird look, before the door was punched down, making me yelp and hide. I heard Adam speak, "Really? You got Spike out?" he asked.

I rolled my eyes, but I didn't reply, since I was trying to live through this. God, why did I have to be so temperamental? I should know better than to snap at Chase with his Commando App ready to go off at any minute. But nope, I had to get my emotions involved and I screwed myself over. "Where are you?" I heard Spike growl, most likely ignoring Adam's presence. Please Adam, forget whatever grudge you have on me and help! I'm just Blake, no bionics and apparently no brains either.

I decided to peek my head over the island, just to see if he was looking away so I could make a break for the lab. Nope, just the opposite. He grinned, looking at me. "I see you!" He sang in a maniacal voice.

I let out a rather feminine scream and ran down the hall, hoping that I could reach the lab before Spike beheaded me. I don't know how he'd do that, but I know Chase knows a ton of martial arts, so he'd figure out a way to rip my head off.

I guess I wasn't as fast as I thought, since as soon as I reached the bottom of the stairs to the lab, Spike had jumped in front of me with a toothy grin. "Gotcha." He teased, before grabbing my throat and slamming my head to the wall, pinning me. I winced, since the wall was concrete and I'm pretty sure that it was gonna bruise.

I tried struggling, "Spike, let me go!" I demanded, trying to wriggle myself out of his grasp, but he just pressed harder against me. He was making these deep growling noises that told me that if something wasn't done soon, I may be the victim of bionic manslaughter.

"Chase! What are you doing to Blake?" I heard Bree cry out from the entrance to the lab. I guess my yelling caught her attention.

I pushed as hard as I could against the wall so that I could speak properly, "It's not Chase, it's Spike!" I told her, before being pressed against the wall again.

Adam chose this moment to casually walk down the stairs, eating a bag of chips. "Hey guys." He spoke with a cheery voice, like he enjoyed watching Spike beat the living crap out of me. "Oh hey Blake! You back from your walk?"

I raised an eyebrow, "Adam, you just saw me upstairs." I informed him.

He grinned, "Oh, and so he talks to me. That walk must've helped." He stated, walking around me and Spike, taking a chip out and biting it. "Well, when you're done here, I need to talk to you Blake." He stated, knowing exactly what he was doing.

Bree glared at both of her brothers. "Adam! Stop Spike! He's gonna hurt Blake!" She demanded.

Adam shrugged, "Not my problem. He got himself in this mess, he can get out." He stated.

Bree glared, "Adam." She used her warning voice, but Adam shrugged. "I may be able to help, if Blake's willing to listen to me for once." He bargained. And there comes the negotiation. See, I knew Adam had the smarts to initiate his own plans. Sure, most of them involved kittens on roller skates, but this one was one of his better ones. Too bad I was the butt of this plot.

I grunted, pushing back against Spike, but his strength exceeded mine by a longshot. I sighed, giving in. "Fine, just take care of Macho Chase over here." I demanded.

Adam handed his chips to Bree, cracking his own knuckles. "Show time." He muttered, with a satisfied grin on his face. He marched over to Spike, grabbing his arms that were around my neck and pulled him off me. I immediately hurried behind Bree. I watched as Adam and Spike faced off, with Adam throwing a few punches, and Spike blocking them. He tried his heat vision next, but Spike put up his force field, which I shuddered at. He could've sent that flying at me.

Adam then took a more direct approach and just walked right up to Spike and grabbed him by his shoulders and spun around. He let go of his brother, sending him crashing into the wall, making him land on his side on the ground. He landed with a small groan, making me believe that Adam won. But, out of concern for my safety, I stayed behind Bree. Adam crossed his arms, smirking at his victory. Spike, or now I hoped it was Chase again, stood up and shook his whole body. He looked around, before looking at me. I made a whining sound, pushing Bree in front of me a bit. She scoffed, looking back at me.

"Blake, what's going on?" Chase asked, snapping out of his Spike mode. I sighed in relief, before stepping away from Bree. She just punched my arm hard, making me cry out in pain. "Ow!"

She rolled her eyes, "Deal with it." She stated, before walking off.

Chase, Adam and I watched as she walked up the stairs, before the brainy bionic turned to me again. "Seriously, why was I in Commando Mode?" He asked me. I laughed nervously.

"Uh yeah, about that. Funny story. I kinda yelled at you and Spike decided that I was a threat." I explained. He looked shocked, and then studied my head a bit. His eyes widened and he looked guilty. "Oh my god! Blake, you're head!" He exclaimed. I lifted a hand to feel where Spike had slammed my head against the wall. When I pulled it back, my hand was slightly wet and covered in a little red. It wasn't that much blood, just a small injury.

I gave Chase a shrug, "Eh, I've been through worse." I told him, walking into the lab officially. I grabbed my handy dandy first aid kit and pulled out the bandages and my disinfectant wipes. While I was cleaning my head wound off, Adam walked next to me. "Anything I can do to help?" He asked.

I shook my head, "I think you've done enough for today." I snapped, going back to being angry with him. Hey, just because he saved me, didn't mean that I instantly forgave him.

Adam groaned, "Blake, would you just listen to me?" He pleaded.

I sighed, putting down what I had in my hand and facing him. "What? You have my undivided attention." I told him.

He sighed, "Thank you." He then started his conversation. "Okay, so I know that I've kind of been a jerk to you today."

I scoffed, "Kind of?" I asked, skeptically.

Adam rolled his eyes, "Okay, I was a jerk. A huge jerk. But, I only acted that way because I thought you weren't really wanting to be my friend." He told me, making me give him a confused look.

"Why would you think that?" I asked him.

He laughed, sheepishly, "I kind of overheard your conversation with Bree last night." He admitted, "But I only heard the part when you said you didn't like me. I just thought that you didn't want to be friends anymore and you were just acting and putting up with me." He explained, looking down at the table. "I guess I just took it the wrong way." He told me.

I looked to him, studying his face to see if he was telling the truth or if he was just telling me some crazy excuse for my forgiveness. I sighed, giving in. "Alright, I guess I can forgive you." I told him, smirking a bit. Seriously though, I'm pretty sure I'd forgive him either way. He looked like a wet and miserable puppy when he was depressed. Nope, I can't handle sad puppies.

He grinned a bit, "Seriously? Just like that?" He asked.

I shrugged, "Yeah, why not?" I asked, "Besides, it'd be weird seeing each other everyday and hating each other, right?" I pointed out.

Adam nodded, and I smiled. "Well, now that that's over with, what now?" I asked. I had just gotten attacked by Spike and I think I was still a little disoriented from being slammed against the wall, so my brain was a little fuzzy.

He just smiled, "Well, first, I think we should clean that cut on your head." He suggested.

I nodded, "Good idea." I went to grab the wipes again, but he beat me to them. He grabbed them and smiled, "Let me. I can see better." He offered. "Plus, you did the same with my rope burn."

I sighed, but nodded, sitting down on a nearby stool. He leaned down a bit and surprisingly, he gently applied the wipes to my cut, to which I winced a bit. He laughed, "Calm down, big baby." He teased, copying my words from yesterday. I rolled my eyes, ready to retort, but he didn't let me. He applied more pressure to the cut, making me bite my lip in pain. "Gah, Chase got me good." I let out.

Adam laughed, "Yeah, well, you should've seen the bruises he gave me during that Christmas Party last year." He joked, before getting up close and personal with my head. Like seriously, his face was like three inches away from mine, but he looked like he was inspecting the cut. However, that fact didn't stop my face from reddening up like a tomato. It was really strange, like really strange. In this situation the question that Chase asked me on our walk went through my head again. Why did it affect me as much as it did when Adam wasn't talking to me?

Plus, Bree and Chase seemed to be pretty adamant on the fact that I was crushing on their eldest sibling. I wasn't, that I was sure about, but the fact of the matter was that Adam was unnaturally close to my face right now, and I couldn't help but feel really uncomfortable, but in a good way. Was that possible? Did that even make sense? I have no idea. All I knew was that I got a full view of Adam's brown eyes, and even though he wasn't looking into mine, I appreciated the color and how well they fit him. They actually were really pretty eyes.

I mentally shook my head, tearing my mind away from that thought. My face probably was getting redder by the minute, but Adam didn't seem to notice, which was why I was thankful for his density.

He moved away, smiling, "Okay, all clean. Now, let's get the bandage on." He stated. I grabbed them this time.

"N-no w-worries. I...ahem...I've got it." I told him, stuttering at first, before my voice squeaked a bit. I cleared my throat to finish my sentence. God, I needed to control that.

Adam shook his head, "Nah, maybe you don't need it. Just get some ice, maybe." He suggested.

I looked at the table, which had a reflective surface on the top and studied my reflection. Sure enough, the cut wasn't bleeding anymore and it wasn't even that big. It was just a line that went from right over my left eye to the middle of my cheek. It might even scar, which was cool. I always wanted a scar, and what better way to achieve this goal? Getting beaten by your best friend's angry alter ego. Yeah, that's gonna go in the record books.

Adam pulled me away, "Now come on! We've got some catching up to do!" He explained, pulling me out of the lab and into the elevator.

"Adam, you do know we didn't talk with each other for only a day, right?" I asked.

He nodded, "Yeah, but what if something happened to me today that I wanted to talk about with someone? Bree and Chase would make fun of me and Leo is Leo." He excused.

I sighed, "Okay Adam, did something happen today?" I asked him, playing along with his game.

He shook his head, grinning at me, "Nope, but thanks for asking." He pat my head, "You're so considerate." He stated.

Normally, I'd be aggravated, but in this case, I was just happy to have my friend back. Well, most of my friend back. I don't think he was still all there upstairs, but I guess that was just the Adam package. Buy the body and get the brain half off. I just shook my head, smiling a bit. I bumped my body against his, "Adam, your something else, you know that?" I asked him.

He looked surprised, "So wait, if I'm something else, that means I'm not really bionic! MY WHOLE LIFE IS A LIE!" He shouted, panicking. I just laughed a bit.

"No, I just meant that I've never met someone like you before." I clarified.

Adam immediately calmed down, "Oh! I get it!" He exclaimed, before the doors to the elevator opened and he ran out. "I'm friends with Blake again! I'm friends with Blake again!" He sang, running around the room frantically.

Tasha and Davenport, who were home now, looked confusedly at me. I sighed, "I'll tell you all about it at dinner." I stated. Bree, Chase and Leo all watched in amusement as Adam ran through the entire house singing the same phrase over and over again. If being my friend brought that much joy to his life, then maybe I was a special person. Then again, it is Adam. The same Adam who got excited when he realized that chicken nuggets were better hot than cold. But it was still Adam nonetheless, and now, I'd rather not have him any other way.

So, what did you guys think? I added a little bit of a something regarding BlakeXAdam, so I hope you appreciated that. I also think that they need to do more with Spike, since he is a big part of Chase's bionics. So far, there's only been about three episodes with him in it, and Chase has gotten angry more than that, so he should've made more appearances.

But, I digress. My next chapter will be Exoskeleton vs Grandma and then Smart and Smarter.

I might do another original chapter after that, followed by Back From the Future. Yep, that's the order that is set for the moment. I'll let you all know if it changes at all, even in the slightest.

Until then, review please and tell me what you think?