"Alright, Kaylee, just compact your force field and aim it at the target. You wanna generate it, but instead of putting your hands in front of you, you wanna try and put your hands together, like you're holding a ball. Got it?" Chase questioned, receiving a nod from the student.

However, before she could demonstrate, Bree came over and grabbed Chase's arm. "Sorry, Kaylee. It's time for Chase's break. You can show him in about twenty minutes." Chase couldn't even react before she pulled him out of the training area.

"Bree, I don't need a break. I'm fine."

"Yes, you do. You've been under a lot of mental stress lately, and you need to take time to just relax. It's better for you that way."

"Bree, if this is about Gisele-."

"You need a break!" She insisted just as Donald came in. "Mr. Davenport, tell him he needs a break."

"I don't need a break, Bree! And I'm not a kid anymore so stop treating me like I am!" Chase demanded before storming back into the training room, leaving Bree and Donald in the common area.

"Bree, I get that you're worried, but he's kind of right." Donald tried to explain as he put his hand on his daughter's shoulder. "You don't need to treat him like he's delicate."

"I've seen him get injured so many times and... This time it was my fault." Bree sobbed. "I gave Troy his schematics. And I just can't lose him."

Donald wrapped his daughter in a hug and held her close. "You don't have to stop protecting him. Just maybe loosen up a bit? For his sake?"

Bree nodded, letting Donald stop hugging her before she went back into the training room, seeing Chase still trying to guide Kaylee. "Chase, can we talk? Please?" When he didn't respond, she sighed. "Fine, then I'll talk. But I want you to listen. I'm not trying to keep you from everything, I just want you safe. I don't wanna see you dead, the whole Gisele thing has made me really worried. But, I'll try not to coddle you as much anymore."

Chase sighed, telling Kaylee that she could take a break for a minute and once she was out of earshot, he turned to Bree. "I'm sorry for blowing up like that. I know it's just out of love. But we need a middle ground."

"We'll figure that out, but first, as your older sister, it's mandatory for me to initiate the hug." She smiled and wrapped her arms around her brother. She could tell that he really had grown up.