Slash level (3, nothing happens but it is discussed in a positive way)

The sound Bree made when she ripped away the snowman wrapping paper to reveal headphones covered in purple shiny rhinestones and a matching eye mask was a sound that was probably only heard by bats and local dogs.

"I think they could hear that in Siberia," Davenport said as he rubbed at his ears.

Bree didn't respond, too busy putting the headphones on and modeling the eye mask. "How do I look?"

"Like Lady Gaga getting ready for bed," Leo grinned.

"I'm taking that as a compliment," Bree stuck out her tongue.

Adam opened his gift next. "All right!" He lifted out a small cannon and punched his fist into the air. "As soon as I get a troupe of hedgehogs, I've got me the world's first Hedgehog Circus featuring Horatio the Hedgehog Cannonball. Santa can totally have his own season pass!"

Chase smiled fondly at his brother before ripping into his own gift. "Yes! An Arithmitech calculator with imaginary number capacity. Santa got all of our letters!"

Leo and Davenport exchanged a secret look and Tasha dug under the tree. "Okay, this one is for... oh, me. From Bree, Adam and Chase." She carefully peeled away the paper and opened the box inside. "It's a mug. Oh, look it says," here her voice caught and when it returned it was shaky, "World's Best Mom." She looked up at her stepkids.

"Oh, Tasha, do you not like it?" Adam asked. "You look like you're going to cry."

"Happy tears, Adam," Tasha said as she leaned forward to pull the three bionic teens into her arms. "These are happy tears."

"You can cry when you're happy?" Adam gasped. "Do you laugh when you're sad? Oh! What do you do when you're angry?"

Davenport shook his head. "Adam, sometimes people cry when they're really happy."

Adam nodded to show he understood and Chase sneaked his hand over to rub at Adam's back.

"All right, another present," Davenport dug into the pile of gifts. "This one is for Leo from me."

The youngest teen tore through the paper and pulled out a shirt. "Davenport Industries Mission Team Member. I'm on the team!"

"In a strictly lab-based way," Davenport clarified before smiling. "You earned this; you've become a real part of this team."

"Okay, last present," Adam said as he dove for the lone wrapped gift left. "This one says 'To: Adam and Chase' from 'Everyone'." He blinked at the tag before handing it to Chase. "Did I read this right?"

After double-checking, Chase nodded. "Yep, it's ours." He passed the present back to Adam. "Do you want to do the honors?" At Adam's blank look he continued, "By unwrapping it?"

The older boy grinned. "You betcha!" He took hold of one corner of the red and green wrapping paper and with one quick tug, the paper was flying across the room. "Awesome!" He crowed, showing Chase the gift: a pair of pendants on black cords. The silver squares each had Adam's initials etched into one side and Chase's on the other. Adam was already slipping his over his head when Chase looked up at their family.

"What are these?"

Donald made eye contact with the others before smiling at Adam and Chase. "They're our way of saying we support you two. Whole-heartedly."

Chase's eyes widened. "You... you know about... what?"

Leo took up the explanation. "I caught you two under the mistletoe."

"I woke up while you guys were making out in Adam's capsule," Bree said.

Adam and Chase looked at each other in mild panic.

"I noticed while we were all making the cookies. You boys were whispering and smiling at each other while you worked on the brownies and once I took my suspicions to Donald-"

"-I confirmed them for her," Davenport said. "Adam, Chase, I know you two love each other. I'll admit I freaked out at first," he shrugged, "and I may not understand it completely. But you're my boys, my sons and I will always love and support you."

"We all will," Bree confirmed as Leo and Tasha nodded their assent.

Chase blinked at their family. "I... thank you."

Adam sniffling made everyone turn to him.

"You okay, babe?" Chase asked, feeling a lightness in his chest at being able to address his brother by the endearment usually whispered between them when they were alone. The support of their family was something they had both been so worried about losing and, as he put his own necklace on, he realized it was something they would always have.

Adam nodded, a brilliant bright smile decorating his face and, to Chase it far outshone the lit-up tree they were all sitting around. "Happy tears, Chasey. Happy tears."

The family shuffled forward to hug each other as Bing Crosby sang on about having a merry little Christmas and they all thought that this was the best Christmas ever.

Author's Note: This is the last chapter and I would like to thank every last one of you who read and commented on it. It's really got me feeling good enough to come up with new story ideas. :)