Hey guys! This one was suggested by shining_skies_12 for her birthday today. Happy birthday!

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With a new birthday upon him, Chase was beyond excited. This would not be like Leo's birthday fail, or at least that was what he thought. When he had gotten upstairs, he was greeted quickly by Donald before he walked out the door.

"What's going on?"

"Betty got trapped inside the partical collider. Mr. Davenport has to go get her out so he doesn't get in legal trouble." Bree explained from the table where she was eating breakfast with Leo and Adam.

Chase nodded. Even if Mr. Davenport had to go out, he could still have his party that afternoon. That was, until Tasha came down the stairs dressed for an assignment. "Hey, guys. I'm gonna be at work all day. Linda Monteries is sick, so I might get my big break!" She exclaimed happily before approaching Chase. "We'll have to do your party tomorrow, honey."

Chase nodded, trying to be happy for Tasha. After all, she had been working so hard for a big break for a long time. He couldn't quiet the part of him that selfishly wanted a party. "That's okay. Have a good day at work."

Tasha smiled and squeezed Chase's shoulder before leaving the room, leaving him alone with his siblings. "Hey, sorry about your party, man." Leo smiled sympathetically, but Chase just started to head downstairs. He needed to work on some coding for Mr. Davenport anyway.

But before he could even get downstairs to the lab, the mission alert went off, causing all three of his siblings to get in the elevator as well. Cause his birthday couldn't get any worse.

Leo opened the mission alert and read it off. "There's a jewel robbery at the Mission Creek museum. It's some of the royal jewels on display. You three need to go stop them."

The bionics nodded and got suited up. They forgot to put on the comms, but that was okay with Leo. His siblings could handle a robbery. Besides, he had work to do.

Meanwhile, Adam, Bree and Chase managed to get to the museum and started fighting the group of men who were stealing the jewels. Punches and kicks started flying.

Chase knocked one of the men down, only to have his feet swept out from under him, forcing him to the ground as one of the men hovered over him. "Trying to stay strong for your team? They'll see how weak you really are soon enough." But just before the man could shoot him, two lasers blasted him away, and Adam helped him up.

"That's all of them, and I can hear the sirens. Let's get out of here." Bree insisted before holding out an arm to each of her brothers. Once they grabbed on, she sped back to the house, going into the lab's entrance through the garage.

They changed out of their mission suits, and went upstairs. Bree and Adam raced to the elevator before Chase came in, meaning he had to go up after it came back down. When he came upstairs, however. All the lights were off.

"Alright, guys. What's the point of this?" He questioned, flicking the light on and nearly felt his heart escape his chest when Adam, Bree, Leo and several people from Mission Creek popped out, yelling 'surprise!'

As Adam started the music and several people started dancing, Leo approached Chase. "Having a good time?" He asked, but Chase asked a question of his own.

"Did you set all of this up for me?"

"Yeah. Since this was supposed to be your first birthday party you've ever celebrated, I felt bad since you would have to have your party tomorrow, and I remember how much you guys tried to throw me a party last year. So, I figured I should return the favor. Except I would remember to invite you this time." Leo smiled, receiving a wide grin from Chase. "Happy birthday, Chase."

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So I decided to put the prompt list in the story after all, cause someone told me that they had messaging anxiety. So, here's the list! Just remember to be specific about season and some sort of plot, thank you!

"Shit, that has 'hospital' written all over it."

"Did you get shot?"

"I told you that would pop your stitches! Did you listen? No!"

"Families are supposed to love you, not leave you." "Then I guess I've never had a family."

"I'm fine." "No you're not, you're losing a lot of blood."

"By the way, kicking your rescuer in the face is not a good way to say 'thanks'." "I didn't know you were rescuing me!"

"You're doing great, don't look at it."

"It's alright. They can't hurt you anymore."

"If you can't take a full breath, we need to get you help."

"This is going to hurt, a lot."

"This is quite possibly the last thing I had wanted to be doing tonight."

"I'm not losing you again."

"Living with you drama queens is like having my own personal reality tv show."

"You did a bad thing for a good reason."

"No comeback? You're not so chatty anymore, hm? ...shit, are you crying?"

"You better have a really good reason for being out of bed."

"I don't think I can do this without you."

"I think we should try to get out of these handcuffs."

"Leave your I.V. alone."

"I'm never letting you out of my sight again."

"You're going to make yourself sick."

"Please don't push me away."