AN: Okay, here's chapter thirteen! More importantly, here's the Leo/Bree brother/sister moments chapter! :D YAY! :D Okay. SO, hopefully this will be alright. Thanks for reading, and I hope you like it! :D

Disclaimer: I do not own Lab Rats.

Leo's PoV:

I understood. I understood my sister like no one else; or at least, that's what she had told me. But I couldn't always understand the way that her mind worked. Like when a truck came barreling towards me, she shoved me out of the way. That was only two hours ago, and while Bree was mainly okay, she was still laying unconscious on the cyber desk. She had a few bruises and cuts, but miraculously, nothing was broken.

Big D told us that she would be alright, but I was still paranoid that she would die. So I stayed with her. Adam and Chase stayed with us for about an hour, and then they had to leave to go help my mom and step-dad.

So here I was, sitting in a chair next to the cyber desk and clutching Bree's hand in my own. I closed my eyes. It had all happened so fast. Adam, Bree, Chase, and I were walking home from the mall, seeing as it was only five minutes away from our house. We had seen the new Pig Zombie movie at the mall's movie theater, and I had loved it. How could I not?! IT'S PIG ZOMBIES! Anyway, I was walking backwards in front of my siblings, fan boying over the movie. Suddenly, Bree's eyes, which had held amusement, grew to the size of saucers and held fear and panic.

"LEO!" she had shouted, running up to me and throwing me back to Adam and Chase. My brothers and I fell to the ground, and I looked up to see Bree's body crumpled in a heap on the road. I looked a little further down the road and saw a truck barreling away, and that was when it hit me: Bree had been hit by a truck. She had sacrificed herself for me.

I snapped out of my state of utter shock when I heard Chase yell Bree's name, just as my sister had yelled mine. I quickly stood up and ran to Bree, my brothers following suit. We ran to Bree and fell down on our knees next to her.

We tried to wake her up, but she wouldn't. She was breathing and had a pulse, which was definitely a relief. Adam carried Bree home, Chase and I following. We gave her to Mr. Davenport, who worked for an hour and deemed her okay.

I couldn't understand why she did what she did. I guess she did it because she's my sister and she doesn't want me to get hurt? That would be the most logical answer. I knew that I wouldn't hesitate to push her out of the way if she was about to be hit by a truck.

I smiled as some of my favorite moments with Bree flooded my mind.

*Moment #1:*

The first moment that I shared with Bree was not too long after I found Adam, Bree, and Chase in the lab. We were at school, and I had just gotten out of my last hour class for the day. I walked to my locker to put my books away and wait for my siblings. When I arrived at my locker, I saw something that did and didn't shock me: Trent. Now, the fact that Trent was there wasn't what shocked me; he would wait for me at my locker sometimes so he could mess with me. What DID shock me was that Trent had Bree pushed up against the lockers, and he was trying to kiss her.

Bree, of course, was trying desperately to get away. But Trent was simply bigger and stronger than Bree. I looked around nervously, hoping desperately that I would see my new brothers. But I didn't, and I realized then that they wouldn't be here for another five to ten minutes. So I would have to take this one on my own.

"Trent!" I yelled, causing my sister and my enemy to look over at me. "Let her go."

"OH, I don't think so Dooley," Trent replied, "Your sister is WAY too hot for me to just 'let her go.'"

I sent Bree a message through my eyes, and I could see that she understood. I would distract Trent while Bree formulated a plan of escape and put said plan into action.

"Oh really?" I challenged, "I bet I could beat you in a fight."

"Please," Trent scoffed, "You couldn't hurt me even if you tried."

"No," Bree cut in, "He couldn't hurt you." My sister thrust the heel of her hand up, breaking Trents nose. She kneed him in the groin and slipped away when he fell onto the ground. "But I can." Trent groaned loudly in pain and got up, stumbling away.

I turned to Bree and asked, "Are you okay?"

"Yeah," Bree responded, "I'm fine. Thanks, Leo. You gave me an opportunity to get away. I owe you big time."

"Don't worry about it," I told her. "By the way, where did you learn those attack moves?"

"Mr. Davenport. He trained me, Adam, and Chase in self-defense, but he gave me extensive self-defense training. He taught me a guys' weaknesses, and how to exploit them."

"Well, it's a good thing that he did."

"I know, right?"

At that moment, Adam and Chase walked up to us, and the hallway flooded with more students.

"Hey guys," Chase greeted, "Ready to go home?"

Bree and I looked at each other for a second before answering simultaneously. "Yes."

*Moment #2:*

The next moment that I shared with Bree was about a year later, when Bree was seventeen and I was fifteen. I noticed that something was wrong with my sister. She had become more and more quiet over the previous weeks, and she had started to act more reserved. She mostly kept to herself, at school and at home. When we were at school, Bree always seemed nervous and jumpy. Something was definitely wrong.

When I told Adam and Chase about my concerns, they brushed it off, saying that Bree was fine and it was only my imagination. So, even though a voice in my head was telling me that something was wrong, I brushed it off like my brothers did.

Adam, Chase and I were sitting at lunch one day, and I noticed something. "Hey, where's Bree?" I asked.

Adam and Chase shrugged, looking like they just noticed that our sister was absent.

"Aren't you two concerned at all?" I questioned, an angry tint to my voice.

"Listen. We know our sister. She's fine, Leo; if she wasn't, we would know," Chase said.

"Yeah," Adam agreed, "Bree's fine. I'm sure that she's just in the library or the computer lab or something. She's probably finishing homework."

"I'm gonna go check on her," I told them, getting up and walking out of the cafeteria. I didn't even look back at them to see their reactions. First, I checked the library; then the computer lab. But Bree wasn't at either place. That was when I grew worried. I remembered Bree's first real encounter with Trent, when he tried to kiss her. What if he did something to her? What if he was doing something to her now?

I walked out of the school and past the dumpster, stopping when I heard a small sniffle. I back-tracked a little and peered down the long alley. When I heard more sniffling, I walked to the dumpster. It was then that I saw Bree, who was curled up into a ball next to the aforementioned dumpster. I dropped to my knees next to her and said, "Bree. Bree, it's me, Leo. I won't hurt you, I just wanna make sure that you're alright. Please, Bree. Sit up. For me."

Slowly, Bree uncurled herself and sat up, facing me. I gasped when I saw my big sister. She had a black eye, multiple bruises that practically coated her arms, legs, and face, and she had a cut on her forehead and another on her cheek.

"What happened?" I asked quietly, not wanting to scare her. She looked pretty shaken up, and I could understand that. I would be too.

"Trent. Football team. Help," Bree whimpered. "I, I screamed for Adam and Chase, but they never came, Leo. They promised me that they would always protect me, but they didn't. They never came, Leo. They never came." Bree's eyes were wide with fear. I hated to see her like this.

"I'm going to help you, okay?" I told her. Bree nodded, and I pressed a gentle, comforting kiss to her forehead. "I can't pick you up, so I'm going to go get Adam and Chase, and-"

"No," Bree whimpered, clutching at my shirt, "Don't leave. Please, Leo, don't leave me." Desperation and even more fear filled her eyes, which were also starting to fill with tears.

"Okay," I whispered, hugging Bree to my chest, "I won't leave you. I won't leave you. I'll call Adam and Chase, okay?"

"Okay." I leaned back against the brick wall of the school building and held Bree protectively. Stroking her hair, I called Chase.

"Hey, what's up?" Chase asked me.

"Listen, I found Bree, but she's not in good shape. Trent and the football team beat her up pretty badly, and she's really scared now. I need you and Adam to come to the school's dumpster and help me take Bree home."

"We're on our way." With that, the call ended, and I put my cell phone back into my pocket.

Bree was now sobbing, and I stroked her hair in an attempt to soothe her. "Shhh, it'll be alright. Adam and Chase are on their way, and they'll be here soon. It's okay," I soothed.

Two minutes later, Adam and Chase ran up to us and kneeled down. "Bree? Bree, look at me," Chase commanded softly. Bree slowly lifted her head, and Adam and Chase gasped, just as I had done.

"Come here, we'll take you home," Adam said to Bree, who shifted from my embrace to his. Adam picked our sister up in a bridal hold and started to run home with her in his arms. Chase and I followed.

When we got home, Davenport was standing in the kitchen, drinking coffee. Mom had already left for work. We walked- well, more like burst- in, startling my step-father.

"Hey, what are you guys-" Big D started, but he cut himself off when he saw Adam holding Bree. He rushed up to us and began to inspect Bree's arms and face. "What happened?!" he whispered, so as not to scare Bree.

"Trent and the football team beat her up. I found her next to the school dumpster. She's really scared, which is understandable, and she needs help now. GO!" I whisper shouted at Davenport when he didn't move. He gathered Bree into his arms and speed-walked to the elevator. We were barely able to catch the concerned and maybe even scared expression on Big D's face before the elevator doors closed.

I turned to Adam and Chase, an angry expression on my face. "SO, NOTHING'S WRONG?! OUR SISTER WAS JUST BEATEN UP IN AN ALLEY, AND YOU GUYS WERE JUST SO SURE THAT EVERYTHING WAS FINE!" My brothers looked at me, a shocked expression on both of their faces. But I wasn't done there.

"YOU PROMISED!" I shouted, "YOU PROMISED THAT YOU WOULD PROTECT HER! SHE SCREAMED FOR YOU TWO, THINKING THAT YOU'D SHOW UP AND PROTECT HER, OR AT LEAST HELP HER FIGHT BACK! BUT YOU DIDN'T! YOU SAT IN THE SCHOOL, PERFECTLY FINE, EATING LUNCH, WHILE OUR ONLY SISTER WAS SUFFERING IN AN ALLEY! RIGHT NEXT TO A DUMPSTER!" My voice cracked on the last word, and I felt tears gather in my eyes. "When I found her, she was terrified. Bree was shaking and trying not to cry. She was curled up into a ball, trying to protect herself as much as she could. She wasn't in the library or the computer lab, finishing homework. She was being bullied."

I turned on my heel and started to march upstairs. Then I turned around and stared at my brothers. "You think you know my sister so well, don't you?"

"YOUR sister? She's OUR sister; we're ALL her brothers," Chase said.

"No. She's my sister, and your acquaintance. That's how you two have been acting lately. That's the impression that you're giving all of us, ESPECIALLY Bree. You're treating her like she comes second in your life, like she's not that important to you. Well, seeing as she's my sister, she's one of my top priorities. I love her, and I'll do anything to keep her safe. Unlike you two, who couldn't even bother to notice when she came home with a black eye last week. You don't care about her- you just think that you do." And with that, I marched up the stairs and locked myself in my room, only coming out when Big D knocked on my door and said that Bree was alright.

I went down to the lab with my step-father, and we came across a (somewhat) shocking sight. Adam and Chase were standing on either side of Bree, who was sitting up on the cyber desk. Chase held her hand in his, and Adam had an arm around her waist, kind of protectively. Chase was talking to Bree, and though Adam would throw something in sometimes, he mainly just nodded at what Chase was saying and pushed strands of hair out of Bree's face.

What Adam and Chase said to our sister wasn't all that important to me; what WAS important was that I knew that they had apologized to Bree. When Adam and Chase finished talking to Bree, they looked up and noticed me and Davenport standing by the elevator, watching the scene unfold with a smile on both of our faces. Adam and Chase each placed a kiss on Bree's cheeks and then backed up, inviting me to talk to Bree.

I ran up to Bree and hugged her, being careful not to hurt her. Bree returned the hug and whispered in my ear, "Thank you."

"You're welcome," I whispered back.

*Moment #3:*

The third moment that I shared with Bree was not too much later. I had (finally) scored a date with Janelle, and I was a nervous wreck. This was our first (and hopefully not last) date, and I wanted everything to be perfect. SO, I went to my sister for advice.

"Hey Bree?" I said, walking into the living room on the day of the date (a beautiful Friday.)

"Yeah?" Bree asked, not looking up from her magazine.

"Listen, I've got a date with Janelle tonight, and I need your help."

Bree put her magazine down on the coffee table and smirked at me. "You're a nervous wreck, aren't you?" she asked, though it sounded like more of a statement than a question.

"A complete nervous wreck," I confirmed.

"Okay," Bree started, turning her body towards me. "What are you guys doing?"

"We're going to a movie. Any advice?"

"Yeah. Let Janelle pick the movie, and act happy about seeing whatever movie she picks out, even if you can't fathom the idea of watching said movie. Um, don't make her pay for anything unless she absolutely insists, and try not to get too nervous. If you do, you'll start sweating. If she tries to hold your hand, don't get too excited outwardly; just play it cool on the outside. Okay?"

"Got it. Now, can you help me pick out something to wear?" I questioned.

Bree smiled. "Of course." We got up from the couch together and headed up to my room. We walked into my bedroom and Bree took a seat on my bed. "Show me what you've got so far."

"Uhhh..." I replied.

"You don't have anything, do you?" Bree asked, looking extremely amused.

"No," I admitted.

"Okay," Bree said, getting up and walking over to me, "You go sit on the bed; I'll pick something out for you." I followed her instructions and watched from the bed as she looked through my closet.

After about five minutes of closet searching, I heard Bree call out an "Aha!" She walked out of the closet, holding an outfit and looking proud.

"Do you think Janelle will like this?" Bree wondered aloud, holding the shirt and jeans up for me.

"Bree, she'll love it!" I exclaimed, an excited look growing on my face. "She loves blue on me; or at least, that's what she said."

"How did she say it?"

"I don't know...honestly?"

"Did she look nervous, like she was lying, or did she look neutral/happy, like she was being honest?"

"Neutral/happy."

"Then she was being honest. She loves blue on you." Bree walked over to me and handed me the clothes. "Go change, and I'll wait here."

I once again followed my older sisters orders, walking to the bathroom down the hall and changing. When I walked back into my room a minute or two later, now wearing the clothes that Bree picked out for me.

"Okay," I said, turning around for Bree to see, "How do I look?"

"Great," Bree told me, getting up and walking over to me. "Looks like you're ready for your date."

"Awesome!" I shouted, getting excited again. I grabbed my cell phone and ran downstairs, leaving Bree laughing behind me. I reached the front door right as Bree appeared from upstairs.

Bree walked over to me and said, "You've got this, Leo. Just be yourself. If she doesn't want you as you are, then she doesn't deserve you."

I smiled. "Thanks, Bree."

"No problem. What are sisters for?"

"This," I answered, making Bree laugh. I chuckled along with her, then opened the door.

"You'll tell Mom and Big D that I'm on my date? They know about it, but I don't want them to think that I've disappeared out of thin air."

"Of course. Have fun!"

"Thanks." I smiled and began the short walk to Janelle's house. A large smile grew on my face as I walked. Despite some of her flaws, (come on, we all have them,) I really did have the best sister ever.

*Moment #4:*

The last really memorable moment that I had with Bree was when she removed her chip. Our family knew what she had done, and they obviously saw her during her chip-less time. But they didn't see her that night when Chase and Adam came back from that mission.

It was simple enough. It was supposed to only be a small fire, and Adam and Chase had to try to put it out and evacuate a few people. But we found out soon enough that it wasn't a small fire; it was a huge fire. Adam and Chase almost didn't come back, though luckily they did.

I knew that Bree felt horrible about not being there, and she realized her mistake. But I didn't know how much Adam and Chase's almost deaths affected her until later that night.

Because she didn't have her chip anymore, Bree couldn't sleep in a capsule. Big D said something about a regular human's body not being able to withstand all the energy in it or something...?

Anyway, because she couldn't sleep in her capsule, Bree was sleeping in one of the guest rooms. It was around midnight, and I was fast asleep- until I heard a sob coming from down the hall, that is. I laid in bed for a few seconds until I heard another sob. It hit me then that the sobs were coming from Bree's room.

Concerned, I threw my covers back and sleepily shuffled my way down the hall to Bree's room. I pushed Bree's door open quietly, and I was shocked at the sight before me. Bree was lying on her stomach on the bed, and her back was shaking almost (if not) violently. She was sobbing quietly, obviously devastated. She didn't even notice me come in.

I walked up to Bree and sat down next to her. "Bree?" I whispered, turning her over so I could see her face. When I saw the tears streaming down Bree's face, which held an agonized and devastated look, my heart broke. I lifted Bree up into a sitting position and held her body to mine. "Hey," I soothed, stroking her hair, "It's okay. It'll be okay, Bree. I'm here. What's wrong?"

"Leo, they- they almost died," Bree sobbed, "They almost died because I was being selfish. I'm horrible, Leo. I'm horrible. I hate myself, Leo. I hate myself. I want to die; I don't deserve to live. I don't deserve to live with you guys, because you're- you're all so amazing, and I'm just a horrible bitch who can't do anything. Adam and Chase almost died, Leo. And it would've been my fault. I want to die, because you guys shouldn't have to put up with me."

I pulled Bree back a little bit so that I could look at her distraught face. "Bree, you look at me. Look. At. Me. You are an amazing girl, and an even more amazing sister. You made a mistake, and while it was a little bit selfish, it's okay. You're allowed to make mistakes, Bree. With or without a chip, you're still human. Adam and Chase miss you, Bree. They miss seeing you in the lab every night, they miss having you on missions; Bree, that's what they told me. We talked for an hour or two about how much they missed you- no joke. Adam and Chase love you Bree- and I do too. You're our sister, and we couldn't live without you. If you ever feel that way again, I want you to come to me. Because you are so precious to us Bree, and if you died, we would too. Our whole family would be completely lost without you, and eventually, we would just die off."

I pulled Bree into my embrace again, and I placed a kiss on the top of her head. "We love you, Bree. And that'll never change, no matter what you do. Please, please remember that, okay?" Bree nodded, and her sobs died down. I kept her in a hug until she fell asleep, obviously exhausted from her night of crying. I rocked Bree back and forth for a minute, and then I laid another kiss on the top of her head. I laid her down gently and pulled the covers over her, tucking her in.

I backed out of the guest room and shut the door quietly, trying not to wake my sister up. I turned around and clapped a hand to my mouth to keep from screaming out in surprise. Adam and Chase were both leaning against the wall across from me, a small smile on both of their faces.

I motioned for them to follow me to my room so that we wouldn't wake Bree up with our talking. They did as I (sort of) asked, and I sat down on my bed when we reached my room.

"Thanks, Leo," Adam said, sitting down on the ground in front of me. Chase sat down next to Adam and nodded in agreement.

"I didn't know that she felt that bad," Chase stated, looking sad. A sad look took place on my face as well as Adams.

"I know," I agreed, "I mean, I knew that she felt at least a little bit sad, but I guess today really took a toll on her."

"Yeah. I mean, being sad is one thing, but she was... I don't even know. It broke my heart to see her like that," Adam said.

"Ditto," Chase and I responded, ironically at the same time.

"Listen, we need to keep an eye on her. She needs us right now, and we have to be there for her," I told my older brothers.

Adam and Chase nodded, and we made a promise, not only to ourselves and each other, but also to Bree. We would always protect each other no matter what. And that was one promise that wouldn't be so hard to keep.

*End of Moments*

A sigh escaping Bree's lips broke me out of my thoughts. "Bree?" I asked hopefully, and I was rewarded with a groan coming from my sister. Bree sat up slowly, rubbing her head. She quickly laid back down, though, a hand resting gingerly on her ribs. I sent a quick group message to my family, simply saying that Bree was awake.

I embraced my older sister, being careful of her ribs. Bree returned the hug, asking, "What happened?"

"A car was about to hit me, but you pushed me out of the way. SO, basically, you were hit by a car," I answered.

Bree nodded her head slowly. "Yeah, I remember now. Are you okay? Is everyone else alright? What happened to the person that hit me?"

"Calm down. I'm fine, and so is everyone else. Chase, of course, remembered the license plate number, and we called the cops. We said that the car hit me, but I was alright; just a little sore. The police officer got the license plate number and type of car from Chase, and they tracked the guy down within the hour. He's serving five months in prison, and his driver's license was revoked."

Bree sighed in relief. "Good. Where's everyone else?"

"Oh, they're upstairs. But they should be here in five, four, three, two..."

As if rehearsed, the elevator doors opened and my family burst out, rushing over to us. I watched as Adam and Chase hugged Bree tightly, then Davenport, and then my mom. As happy and relieved tears were shed, and words were exchanged, I smiled at my family. Sure, we were far from normal. But that was okay. Normal is boring, weird is awesome. (AN: My life motto.)

Eventually, my family herded upstairs, leaving Bree to rest.

"Come on, Leo," Davenport called.

"I'll be right there," I answered, and Big D nodded before getting into the elevator with the rest of my family (save for Bree,) and pressing the button for the living room. I waited until the elevator doors closed before I took Bree's hand.

"Why did you do that?" I questioned, looking at her curiously.

"Do what?"

"Push me out of the way. Save me from that car. Why'd you do it?"

"Leo, you're my brother. And if you, or Adam, or Chase are ever in danger, I'm going to do whatever I possibly can and more to make sure that you guys stay safe. Even if that means sacrificing myself."

I gave Bree a kiss on the cheek and said, "You know, you really are an amazing sister."

"Well, you're not so bad yourself." I smiled, and Bree did too.

I gave Bree another hug. "Good night, Bree."

Bree hugged back and replied, "Good night, Leo."

I walked into the elevator and paused before pushing the living room button. "Hey Bree," I called, causing Bree to sit up a little bit and look at me.

"Yeah?"

I smiled. "Thanks."

Bree smiled back. "You're welcome."

AN: There's chapter thirteen! :D Hopefully, it was alright, and I hope you liked it. Sorry if you didn't. If you have any requests for the next chapter(s), you know
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