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Donald walked through the house, trying to find any sign of his youngest bionic son. He half jogged half walked through the empty halls of the house, thinking about what Chase said. Was he really being that selfish?

It was true that he had spent more time with Leo than Chase, but Chase never said anything about it, or showed that he was upset in any way, besides today...

Donald sighed and ran his hands through his perfect hair in frustration.

"Chase?" Donald called through the house. "Come on, I know I've been a terrible-" What was he to Chase, his father?

He walked past Bree's old room, Tasha's sewing room, and heard crying from the inside. He hesitated, should he leave Chase? He decided against it and knocked softly. "Chase? Can I come in?"

The crying continued, a flash of Chase as a child was thrown into his mind, before he could stop himself, he opened the door. He spotted Chase in the corner, he had managed to squash himself in-between a bookcase and the wall. Davenport approached him and Chase flinched away. "Chase, I'm sorry." He crouched down, next to Chase and put his hand on his shoulder to try and comfort him. Chase looked up at Davenport and immediately crawled onto his lap and hugged him.

Chase continued crying, "Mr Daven-..."

"Its okay, Chase, I'm here. I'm not going anywhere."

They stayed like that for a while, Chase crying into Davenport's shoulder and Donald rubbing Chase's back. After half an hour, Chase, through his super hearing, heard something strange downstairs.

"What was that?"

Donald looked behind him. "I don't know, but I don't care at the moment, are you okay?"

"Yeah, I'm sorry for being such a child."

Davenport scoffed, "Chase, you were doing what any normal person would've done, I'm sorry for making you feel that way. It was wrong of me and I really would like it if tomorrow you come with me to a tech conference as my plus one." Chase smiled, "it's the best way that you and I can find a way to beat all the other stuck up inventors and their children!"

Chase laughed softly, "Okay, Mr Davenport, I'm in."

Meanwhile, Douglas was creeping down the hallway, trying to find his brother when he heard voices; Donald was talking to someone...

"Okay, Mr Davenport, I'm in." Chase...

A memory of being in Antarctica flashed through Douglas' memory.

Coincidentally, Donald followed with the same question, "if you want, you can call me dad?"

To Douglas' horror, he heard the answer he had craved, "Okay, Dad."

That was the last straw; Douglas burst in and drew his gun, as soon as he did, and Chase leapt up, and blocked the first laser with his force-field. It was only just strong enough, but Chase held up.

"Well, well, well, choose your uncle over your father? Chase, haven't you seen the Lion King?" Douglas sneered.

Donald pushed Chase behind him, "How did you get in here, Douglas?"

Douglas grinned again, to Chase, that sneer meant he was up to something, that gun could have killed him, but Douglas still wanted them back, he wouldn't kill him, so that must mean-

Chase saw the gun being charged behind Douglas's back, there wouldn't be any time to activate a force-field, not after it had drained most of his power, or to warn Mr Davenport. He had to keep Mr Davenport safe. Before he realised what he was doing, just as Douglas brought out the gun.

Chase jumped in front of him, he saw the gun firing straight at him and everything went black.