Lennox POV

I lay in my bed, staring up at the ceiling, just thinking. So many things have happened in a little under a week. I try to let my mind wander to Chase, but every time I do, I feel so guilty about Aaron. Tomorrow, I've decided I'm going to talk to Don about him. Why was he shot? Who wanted him dead? Did it have anything to do with me, my brother and sister? Instead of getting myself worked up about all of these questions, I push them into the back of my head to get some sleep.

Chase POV

I can still feel Lennox's head on my chest, her arms around my neck; and because of that I can't sleep. She's just 21.4 feet away from me and it's driving me insane! I start to get up, to go to her room and say goodnight, again, but I think better of it and just text her instead.

Goodnight, Lennox Again

Lol, Goodnight, Chase…again :P

I smile at her reply and lay back down on my bed, my hands folded underneath my head. I start to drift off, the smile still engraved on my face.

xXx

After taking a shower and getting dressed, I hurried to the kitchen to see what was on the agenda today. When I walked into the room, the only other people in there were Lennox (goose bumps) and Leo; who were arguing.

"But then it would be called a 'unihorn' not a 'unicorn', Lennox!" Leo yelled. He was sitting at the counter eating cereal while Lennox was on the other side making blueberry pancakes.

I sat down next to Leo and, even though I may regret it in the future, decided to enter this interesting argument. "So, what are you two debating now, huh?" I asked them.

Lennox huffed and then said, "Leo and I started having a friendly conversation about the benefits of liquid soap when he randomly brings up the subject of unicorns and how they're inappropriately named."

I lifted an eyebrow and said, "And the conversation about the benefits of liquid soap wasn't random?"

Leo turned to me, frustrated, and asked, "Don't you think a unicorn should be called a unihorn because the object atop its head is indeed a HORN and not a CORN?"

Not waiting for my answer, Lennox slammed her fist on the counter, making us both jump, and then said, "It is a FICTIONAL animal, Leo! It doesn't even exist! Does it really matter WHAT it's called?" She finished through gritted teeth, all patience completely out the window. I thought that it was probably a good idea to change the subject just then.

"So Lennox, do you know what we're going to do today?" I asked.

She raised an eyebrow at me and it hit me that it sounded like when I said 'we're' it meant the two of us. I reddened and quickly said, "I-I didn't mean, you and me. I meant we're as in all of us, you know? But I can see how you would think that, it did sort of sound like you and me, but that would be weird, right? I mean―,"

"Chase," Lennox said calmly.

I quickly shut my mouth to keep from rambling on anymore. "Yeah?" I asked.

"I got what you meant. And no, I do not. In fact, I was going to ask you if you knew what was going on today. I need to talk to Don about something later, though," she said, going back to her pancakes.

Tasha then came hurrying through the kitchen, pouring coffee in a thermos and grabbing a muffin. "Where are you going, it's Sunday?" Leo asked his mother.

"Work, they called and I have to be there in ten minutes," she said kissing Leo on the cheek and hugging me and Lennox before darting out the door.

Everyone else made their way into the kitchen individually over the course of the next fifteen minutes, Breyson and Emily came in deep conversation, as I ate Lennox's delicious pancakes.

"So I'm going to need to talk to you, Breyson and Lennox today," Don said to Emily. "We need to discuss school arrangements, training, and how well you can control your bionics. The rest of you, can go do…whatever it is you freaks of nature take up your time doing," he finished jokingly.

"Me, Adam and Chase have a soccer game at the park in twenty-five minutes," Leo said to Don, glaring at the 'freaks' comment.

That's right; I was supposed to play with them today. But… Lennox was stating and besides, Davenport may need my help.

"Uh, actually Leo? I think I'm going to stay. Mr. Davenport might need my help," I said, trying to be convincing.

Apparently I wasn't because Leo was eyeing me with a smirk playing on his face. "Mm-hmm. That's why you're staying," he said while glancing at Lennox, who at the moment had her back turned washing the dishes, thank God! Everyone else started laughing at my uncomfortable expression while Lennox turned around drying her hands on the hand towel and said, "What's so funny?"

"N-Nothing!" I stuttered/yelled at her. "Leo and Adam were just leaving for their soccer game, right guys?" I said pushing them out of the door while they made kissy faces. Real mature.

"Oh-Kay?" Bree said, gathering her cellphone and purse. "I'm gonna go over to Caitlynn's for a while. I'll see you guys later." Was it just me, or did her eyes linger on Breyson?

Don clapped his hands together and then told us, "I'll call the school tomorrow and we'll register you Tuesday. But now, there's something I want to show you guys."

Lennox POV

After a nauseating ride in their elevator, Don dramatically outstretched his arms and said, "Ta-da!" The doors before us opened to reveal his lab that he always talked so highly about with Aaron. "Did I tell you guys, or did I TELL you guys, huh?" He said full of excitement.

"Oh no! Not more kids! What did I ever do to deserve this," a voice that seemed to come from nowhere whined.

Breyson looked around and said, "Uh, did anyone else here that voice, too?"

Don pointed to a small screen on the wall where a sort of animated emoticon was frowning at us. "That's just Eddy. Ignore him," Don said, going to type at his computer.

"Alright then. You said we were going to discuss training. Training for what, Mr. Davenport?" I asked him behind his shoulder.

He spun around in his chair to look at us. "Do you guys remember me telling you that I gave you chips that would not only cure you, but give you certain abilities? This wasn't the case with the others because I gave Adam, Bree and Chase theirs so they could go on missions and fix urgent world problems. Well, I was waiting until you all graduated to bring you here and start your training, but since this couldn't exactly be helped, we can start now. First though, we have to see how much you glitch," Don explained to us.

"But we don't glitch," Breyson said. "In fact, we haven't in about two years. Aaron helped us." Emily and I nodded our agreement.

Chase stared at us in awe. "It took you only two years to control your bionics? We're all STILL glitching!"

"But I gave them updated chips, Chase. I made sure to try to avoid doing whatever I did to you guys so they so they didn't glitch as much. Now, because you have the same chip, more or less, this is what I think I'm going to do: Adam will work on training you Emily, Bree will train Breyson, and you Chase will train Lennox. You will each take turns with your, um 'mentor' in the simulator to train. We can begin tomorrow, after school, when everyone's home," Don finished.

So, I was going to be like a superhero. Fighting crimes, saving lives and all that jazz. I, for one, am relieved. I thought I was going to have to go through my life with these, er, differences and try to hide. But I'm going to use them to do actual good for the world and not just feel like an outsider. Speaking of which…

"Don, could you spare a few moments of your time, please?" I asked. "I need to talk to you, privately."

He stood up from his chair and said, "Sure I can. Chase, could you show Emily and Breyson around the lab while I talk to Lennox upstairs?"

"Of course I can," Chase's eyes shining with pride and (was I wrong?) a little disappointment.

XxX

After another gut-wrenching (literally) ride on the elevator, we went into the living room. Don sat down on the couch and patted the spot next to him.

"So what do you need to talk about, Lennox?" he asked as I took the spot he had indicated.

"I wanted to talk to you about Aaron," I paused to see his reaction, which was a little shocked but sympathetic. "Do you know anyone who wanted him dead?"

He thought for a moment before he spoke. "There is one person who comes to mind: Veronica Parker. She used to be friends with me and Aaron in college, but she was always jealous of us and tried to copy our work and inventions and pass them off as her own. When we found out, it was the end of our friendship and the beginning of our rivalry. But we've never tried to hurt one another."

I swallowed and said, "Did she know my parents?"

"She didn't just know them; she was friends with them, too. But like my brother and I, she was jealous and turned her back on them, also, in the end," Donald replied, frowning in memory.

I thought about the other question I wanted to ask, but I'm not sure I wanted to hear the answer. I asked anyway, "Did… did Aaron's death have anything to do with me, Breyson and Emily?"

He looked at me with apologetic eyes and said, "Lennox, I don't think I sho―"

"Just tell me, please?" I whispered with my eyes closed.

He sighed, rubbing his face with his hands and said so quietly that anyone else without my ears would have missed it, "Yeah, I think so."

I started choking up a little and softly said, "So Aaron's dead, because of us? Can you tell me why, please?"

"First of all, Lennox, do not feel guilty. There's nothing you could've done differently. And IF it was Ronica, she probably found out you and your siblings were bionic and wanted you for her own. I wouldn't exactly out it past her to kill a former friend to get glory and fame for 'creating bionics'. I don't really know anyone else it could have been, though," he said, thinking about it.

As I was processing what he just told me, a horrible realization hit me like lightning in my chest. "So if Aaron was killed by someone who wanted us, then she or he could be after you next!" I said horrified. "As long as we're here, you're in danger, too!" My eyes were starting to get teary again as I stood up.

"Lennox, I'll be fine. I can hire some people to keep an eye on you guys, even in school. Don't worry," Donald said, standing up and putting a hand on my shoulder.

"Only if you get some people to watch you, too," I replied, stubbornly while the tears blurred my vision,

"Agreed," he sighed.

"I-I think I need to be alone, right now," I said while walking towards my room. "Thank you for talking to me, Don," I called over my shoulder.

"Anytime, Len."

A/N: Well there it is, Chapter 4. I was drinking coffee and eating a sweet roll when I typed this which explains the length. Anyway, I would like to take this time to thank all my readers and my reviewers, you guys really have no idea how much it means to me! See you next chapter! :]

~Ordinary