Welcome back! Oh, I am so excited and nervous and excited! This should be the second-to-last chapter in the story, and Chapter 20 is like 25% complete all ready.

Disclaimer: I do not own Lab Rats.

WYD Ch 19

"Remind me again why we are going?" Adam asked.

Chase shrugged. "Hey, Douglas thinks that is a good idea, and I kind of miss being home,"

"But Douglas is such a better cook," Adam whined.

Bree roleed her eyes. "Get over it Adam. We are going over for dinner tonight and that is final,"

"You sound like my mother," Adam huffed.

Bree gave him a cold glare. "Yeah, well I look like her too,"

Adam's eyes widened. "Oh, I'm sorry Bree, I didn't mean it like that-"

"I know," Bree sighed.

"Anyway," Chase piped up. "At least we get to see Leo,"

Bree and Adam nodded in agreement.

"Well, it is just one dinner, it can't be that bad," Adam said.

Yes, having dinner with your ex-villian biological father, your former adoptive father/ biological uncle, gentically engineered super human siblings, a crazy step-cousin/brother and hot-tempered step mother/aunt.

Bree snorted. "Of course not. Just your average awkward family dinner,"

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"Knock Knock," Adam said aloud as he opened the door to the Davenport Household. Chase, Bree, and Douglas followed him in.

"Welcome guys! Come in," Tasha smiled from the kitchen. Her face was a complete lie, Although she was smiley and calm, the kitchen was a total disaster. She had on two very black oven mitts, and was surrounded by pans of very burnt and ill prepared dishes.

Leo had heard them come in and ran downstairs. He was happy to see his siblings, and relieved to see Douglas carrying a thermal tote.

"I got your text," Douglas whispered to Leo.

"Yes! You brought real food!" Leo cried, almost about to hug his step-uncle.

If looks could kill, Tasha would have committed murder, and the bionic trio would have scratched him up a bit.

"I mean," Leo corrected. "Thanks for bringing my wonderful siblings whom I love and cherish,"

Both Bree and Tasha rolled their eyes. Adam, Chase, and Leo retreated back to his room to go play video games before dinner.

Douglas carried his tote over to the kitchen, and Bree brought and extra bag.

"Need some help?" Douglas asked.

Tasha sighed in defeat. "Yes. Thank you,"

The three cleared the wreckage to make way for an edible dinner.

Tasha smiled at Bree, who was making the lasagna. "Wow Bree, I didn't know you could cook so well,"

Bree blushed a little. "Oh, yeah. Dad has been teaching me,"

Tasha bit just the tiniest edge of her lip.

"I mean- Douglas taught me," Bree corrected.

Tasha shrugged it off. "Bree, it's fine."

Douglas just kind of awkwardly went back to cooking, and before they knew it, the three of them were laughing, joking around, and had dinner set up on the table.

Donald walked downstairs. "What smells so good?" he asked in surprise.

"We brought back up," Bree explained.

Donald smiled and walked over to them. "Thank god," he grinned, reaching out to give his daughter a hug.

For a moment, Bree hesitated, but then leaned in and hugged Donald back.

"It is so good to see you," Donald told her. "Both of you,"

Douglas nodded. "The boys are upstairs. We can call them down for dinner now if everyone is ready,"

Tasha nodded. "Boys!" she yelled.

Within three seconds, the three teenagers came hurling down the stairs.

"Food!" Adam cheered jumping to the table.

"Good to see you too Adam," Donald muttered as the eldest past him.

Chase stopped before the table and turned to Donald. "Uh, Hi Mr. Davenport," he said, slightly uncomfortable.

Donald gave him a warm smile. "Hey Chase. How are you doing,"

"Good," Chase muttered, sitting down at the table.

"So," Bree started as they finished dishing up the food. "What have you all been up to lately?"

"Oh, you know, just being the amazing person that is me, making the world just a little bit brighter..." Leo went on. 'I have even been helping Big D in the lab,"

"Yes," Donald whispered to Douglas. "I have spent this past week cleaning up Leo's messes in the lab,"

The two brothers shared a laugh while their step son/nephew rolled his eyes.

"So Chase, how is school going?" Donald asked.

"Pretty well," Chase said. His excitement won over his clouded emotions as he began to excitedly ramble about his new AP Chemistry class.

Donald grinned. "You know, if you want, you can start helping me prepare for this year's call. It will be here before we know it,"

"You know, I would really like that," Chase smiled.

"It's a plan then," Donald concluded.

The rest of the dinner went off without a hitch. Well, except for when Adam and Leo tried to convince Tasha what excellent pets lobsters are.

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After dinner, the family flooded out throughout the house, enjoying the brief visit home.

Well, everyone except for Bree. Donald spied his daughter washing the dishes that the boys had left out. He walked over to the sink.

"So Bree," Donald started. "I heard you have a new boyfriend,"

Bree shrugged. "Oh yeah,"

"Yeah. So what's his name? Where does he lives? Who is his preferential physician?" Donald questioned.

"Mr. Davenport!" Bree snapped.

Donald looked at her as she stayed silent for a moment, before witnessing her bursting into tears.

Shocked, Donald reached out to comfort her. "Bree, what's wrong?"

"He br-broke up with me. In a text. H-He was just using me the whole time," Bree cried into her father's shoulder. "I feel so worthless,"

Donald put a strong, protective arm around his daughter. "Bree, you are not worthless. You know that,"

Bree nodded slightly. "Y-yeah,"

"Honey, you are going to make it through this," Donald said, wiping away some of her tears. He lead Bree out of the kitchen and had her sit next to Tasha on the couch before running upstairs.

Before Bree could question his behavior, Donald came right back with Douglas, Leo, Adam, and Chase in suit. All of them armed with metal baseball bats.

"What are you going to do?" Bree asked.

"We are just going to go teach this 'Parker' a lesson," Douglas said calmly.

"Teach him a lesson? I thought we were going to hurt him for hurting Bree," Adam said. "Why are we bring bats then? Are we going to play ball afterwards?"

Donald sighed. "No Adam, we-"

"I knew this whole thing was fishy," Adam said. "None of you four are sporty or intimidating,"

"While I am inclines to agree with Adam, I have to question your motives as well. Is this really a good idea Donald?" Tasha asked.

"Don't worry Tasha," Donald assured her as they walked out the front door.

"I'll go get the first aid kits," Bree said, standing up.

Tasha took out her cell phone. "I'll call the lawyers,"

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It took about two minutes for Parker and his friends to pin the boys down. Adam had gotten distracted and ran after an ice cream truck, Leo fainted, and well, you get the idea.

So know it was a few hours later. Adam had brought Bree back some ice cream to help her feel better. They all had a few more laughs before going to bed. Donald should have been rejoicing that his kids were willing to spend the night in their capsules there, but he wasn't.

Instead, he was sitting with his brother in a bar, wallowing in the shame of their defeat.

But thanks to good old C2H6O, it didn't take them long to get their minds off of it.

It also didn't take too long for the owner to call Tasha, telling her to come collect her husband and brother-in-law.

"You two," Tasha sighed, herding them into the house. As mad as she was at their stupidity, she admitted that she enjoyed having them talk this much and not screaming or bickering.

"Aw, I'm so sorry Donnie, Santa Fe was all my fault, your destabilizer was perfect," Douglas slurred.

"Naw man, it was alllll me. I wouldn't listen to a word you said. I am just so used to relying on my super amazing ego to listen to anyone else," Donald said.

As the two of them continued at it on the couch, Tasha went upstairs to get to bed, as it had been a very long day.

But at least things were looking upward. What could possibly go wrong and ruin their families happiness?

What could possible go wrong? Please review and tell me what you think about this chapter, this story, or my amazing commentary. Even thought the last chapter will be done soon, I might wait a short while to post it so that I can hear from anyone who has anything they want to see happen in the last chapter or any feedback they want to give. Thanks!