Sorry for not posting in a while guys, life is busy, no? Anyway, thanks to all of you who reviewed that also encouraged me to update.

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Tilly opened the door to the house. "Home sweet home, isn't it Chase," she grinned.

"I guess," Chase muttered, still under the control of the app.

Tilly sighed, pulling the remote out again. "Come on Chase," she said into it. "Be excited, this is your new home,"

Chase's eyes lit to a brighter shade of green. "Sure Mom, this place seems awesome!"

Tilly smiled. "I knew you would love it. Want to see your room?"

"I asume you want me to, so yes," Chase shrugged.

"Maybe I need to increase the range control of this app," Tilly muttered.

Chase's electric green eyes widened in fear. "Please don't,"

Tilly put her hands on his shoulders, her heart breaking a little. "Honey, you know I wouldn't do anything to hurt you,"

Chase stood there stiffling, giving her a small nod.

Tilly took his arm. "Let's go see your room, okay?"

"Okay," Chase mumbled as his mother took him down the hallway.

Tilly opened the door to the bedroom. "Why don't you go ahead and get ready for bed, it is pretty late. I'll go get you a glass of water," she decided, leaving for the kitchen.

She grabbed a glass from the kitchen cabinet and filled it about two thirds of the way full. She then grabbed a small green container and dumbed about three teaspoons of the the white powder into the glass, waiting only seconds for it to dissolve.

Tilly gracefully glided back to his bedroom. "Here Chase, maybe this will help you fall asleep,"

Chase nodded, taking the glass from her hand and drinking it all in just a few gulps. "M-Mom, what's going on?" Chase murmured as his vision started to become a bit blurry.

Tilly gave him a warm smile. She took his arm so he wouldn't fall leaning him onto the bed, setting the empty glass on the nightstand. "Don't worry honey, it is just helping you fall asleep,"

Before Chase could come up with an intelligible response, he had fallen deep asleep.

Tilly covered him up with the comforter. "Good night Chase, I love you," She whispered.

Tilly sat on the edge of the bed, watching her son sleep.

INCOMING CALL: ADAM

"Hey Adam," Tilly whispered.

"What's up? I can barely hear you?" Adam asked.

"Oh, your little brother just fell asleep and I am trying not to wake him up," Tilly replied. "How are you doing Adam?"

"To be honest, I am pretty confused. Is Chase okay? Why did he have to leave?" Adam questioned.

"Chase just needs a little time to process everything," Tilly assured him.

"Oh, okay," Adam mumbled.

"How about if we are still here in a few days, you and Bree come and hang out here," Tilly promised him.

"Okay, that sounds fun," Adam said, perking up.

Tilly heard a groan from behind her. She turned to see Chase fidgeting in bed.

"What was that?" Adam asked.

"Oh, just the TV," Tilly lied. "I'll talk to you tomorrow morning, okay?"

"Okay,"

"Good night Adam, I love you," Tilly told him.

"Love you too. Night," Adam replied.

After hanging up, Tilly looked at Chase. I must have given him too low of a dose, she thought. Tilly had already disengaged the commando app and trident app earlier, allowing his system to get some rest. But to ensure her plan did not go awry, she had to make sure he didn't wake up before she turned it back on.

"Wha- whats gon on?" Chase mumbled, unable to open his eyes.

"Shh, everything is fine Chase. You are home now," Tilly cooed.

"H-Home?"

"Yep. Right where you belong," Tilly smiled. She then let out a small sigh, looking down at her son's tired face. "I am sorry for all of this Chase, but I just had to get you back. I am sorry that I didn't find you earlier, that I couldn't stop Donald from taking you,"

Tilly ran her finger's through her almost-sleeping son's hair. "You deserve so much better than what life gave you. You deserve better than to grow up in a basement. You deserve better than me," Tilly sighed.

"But regardless of everything your father and I have done, I just want you to know that we love you. I love you. And even if you don't want to be my son, I will always want to be your mother," Tilly whispered, leaning down and kissing him on the forehead. She took the covers that had fallen off of him and covered him back up.

As Tilly gently closed the door to Chase's room, she heard the front door slam open. Tilly walked towards the main entryway. "Douglas, what are you doing here?" she asked, letting Douglas take her in his arms.

"I was worried," Douglas replied, holding her close. "You and Chase just ran off, I didn't know what to think,"

Tilly wrapped her arms around his neck, smiling sweetly. "You didn't have to worry my darling, I have everything under control,"

Douglas raised an eyebrow. "Under control?"

"Well," Tilly smiled, avoiding his eyes. "I may have taken a few things into my own hands. All you need to know is that we ARE getting our kids back,"

"Tilly, what did you do?" Douglas asked slowly.

"Douggie-"

Douglas tightened his grip on her. When she started to call him Douggie, he knew she was up to something. "Tilly," he said through half-gritted teeth. "What did you do?"

Tilly didn't reply, so Douglas following her gaze to the dining room table. Douglas beat her to it, lifting it up to inspect the remote.

Douglas looked up at her with wide, saddened eyes. "Tilly, how could you,"

Tilly looked back at him, broken. "I j-just wanted them back Douglas," she said, tearing up. "Isn't that what we have been waiting and working for all these years?"

Douglas put his hands on her shoulders. "But using the Trident app-"

"Will get us our kids back," Tilly interrupted.

"But it wouldn't be real," Douglas sighed. "They wouldn't be themselves, they wouldn't be our kids. It wouldn't be fair for them,"

"They would be with us though-"

Douglas looked away, then back at her. "You can't force them to love you. They wouldn't even remember it Tilly!"

"Douglas-" he interrupted her by running the side of his hand down her face.

"Tilly, what ever you are planning, what ever delusions you have about snatching them away from the lives they made without us- just don't," Douglas told her.

"But I am their mother!"

"As their mother, your first priority needs to be them, not you! To make sure they are loved and cared for, even if it isn't what you want," Douglas snapped.

Tilly stepped away from him, relinquishing his grip on her. "What made you change like this," she asked, her lip beginning to twitch.

"I changed for them. While, more like adjusted for them," Douglas muttered. "To be there father,"

"But even you admitted that you are there fun uncle, not their father," Tilly countered.

Douglas sighed. "Because being their uncle is my way of fulfilling my fatherly duties to them. Donald was there for them growing up, I know that I have to give the father title to him. My job now is to be there and do what I can to help them, and NOT uproot their lives,"

Tilly turned away from him, leaning against the counter with her eyes closed. "I guess it is clear that you are taking Donald's side now,"

"I am not taking any sides!" Douglas exclaimed, exasperated. "I am just trying to do what is best for the kids,"

Tilly took the remote in her hands. "So I am,"

*Suspenseful Music* In the next chapter we will get to learn exactly why it took this long for Tilly to see the kids, it is a bit dark and I will be a bit unexpected. Thanks for reading, please review and let me know what you think!