Two chapters on a week day? What? I just can not focus on the pile of work on my desk, so it is your lucky day!

Douglas slowly awoke, his eyelids heavy but his resolve more so. His eyes jolted open upon seeing three teenagers standing over him.

"What is this, an intervention?" Douglas joked.

None of them laughed.

"Actually, we were wondering if you could tell us what these are," Bree whispered, holding up her envelope.

"We didn't open them in case you put some kind of poison in their," Chase said. "But, we wanted to know if they have something to do with our mother,"

Douglas nodded, sitting in the hospital bed. He took Chase's envelope and opened it, pulling out a CD. After seeing him do so, Bree and Adam did the same.

"A CD?" Chase asked.

"Each one has many, many videos your mother recorded after she found out, well..." Douglas trailed.

Bree nodded, holding hers close to her chest. "A goodbye?"

"Not just that," Douglas clarified. "She wanted to give you guys something to have of her. The videos were her way of giving parental advice, because she knew she wouldn't be around to give it to you herself," he swallowed.

Everyone stood silent for a moment.

"We saw the pictures," Bree said, a slight smile on her face and small tears trailing down her checks. "You were right. I look a lot like her,"

"Bree, I am sorry that I wasn't able to save her," Douglas said, trying not to cry.

"It isn't your fault. It's Donald's," Bree hissed.

Douglas took Bree's arm. "Calm down. Getting angry right now won't solve everything,"

Bree nodded, wiping the tears from her face.

"Douglas, if all you wanted to do was save us, why do we have trident apps?" Chase asked.

"So that way, in case your bionics every went out of control, we could protect you from doing something harmful. But see, that is why you can't remember while you were under it's control. I didn't want you guys to remember that," Douglas whispered.

"And I am sorry that I tried to use it to get you kids back. I knew I couldn't just waltz into your lives without Donnie frying me at the gate. I had no idea what he had said about me, or how you would react. I needed to get you home safe," Douglas said.

Bree looked at the ground, thee tears overpowering her will again. "I am so sorry Douglas, we didn't know that. You just wanted your kids back,"

Douglas sighed. "But in all honesty, I am not a saint. Remember that Bree. After loosing your mother, I wasn't in a good place. I could have done something that I would have regretted. Donnie was trying to protect you guys too,"

"And it didn't help you became a sociopath trying to take over the world," Chase huffed.

"Well, that too. But I have worked hard to be good again, and do right by you kids, and your mother," Douglas replied. "I have already lost your mother and Marcus because of it. I am changing so I don't lose you guys again,"

"You won't," Bree promised.

"But what are we going to do now?" Chase asked.

"Yeah, I don't want to be anywhere around Mr. Davenport," Bree declared.

"Bree. Don't do anything rash. Go home and cool down for the night. You need your capsule. if you need to give Donnie the cold shoulder, fine. But just give us some time to figure things out. In the meantime, you guys have your CD's to put together the pieces of the puzzle that was your mother. And Bree, if you start to feel like you are about to do something stupid, just go to the fourth folder and watch the "Bree is about to do something rash and won't listen to her father" video," Douglas smirked.

"When are they going to release you?" Chase asked.

"Within a week," Douglas replied. "We can figure out what we want to do then,"

Bree looked at her phone as it went off. "It's Tasha,"

"It is getting late," Douglas said. "You guys should head home for the night,"

"Fine," Bree said, Chase nodding in agreement. The boys headed out for the door, Bree tailing behind.

"Wait, Bree," Douglas called. Bree turned around to face him. "I just want you to know, she really did love you. Focus on that,"

Bree nodded. "Okay," she gave a small smile, and left with her brothers.

What will happen next week? Will Adam figure out how to play a CD? What did Tasha make for dinner? Will Donald and Douglas ever make up? Next time on, Days of our Davenports.

Hee Hee, I made a joke that odds are only I found funny.

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