Hope you guys enjoy this one shot!

Bree's POV:

Why weren't they back yet? I was pacing back and forth in our somewhat new lab. This was the first mission that Adam and Chase had gone on it without me. I mean, sure they had Mr. Davenport but he's a scrawny old man!

I glanced at the clock. They'd been gone for almost three hours. What was taking them so long? Then I heard footsteps running. Mr. Davenport came running in. "Hey! What took you guys so long?" I asked as I got up from my chair.

"Not now, Bree! I have to go back to the mission sight. Adam and Chase are in danger. I don't have much time," Mr. Davenport said as he started grabbing a few of his gadgets from the lab.

My heart started to pound. My brothers were in trouble? "Mr. Davenport can I help?" I asked. "No! I already told you, you aren't part of this team anymore. So do me a favor and just sit there!" Mr. Davenport yelled to me.

I looked into his eyes. I was about to cry. He's never yelled at me like that before. He sighed and left with all of his equipment. I sat back down on the chair. I buried my hands in my face and started to cry. This was my fault!

Another hour flew by. I heard the door open into the lab. Mr. Davenport was there. Tears were running down his face. "What's wrong? Where are they!?" I asked. "Answer me!" I demanded him to reply.

"They didn't make it Bree," Mr. Davenport said quietly. "W-What are you saying?" I asked quietly. "They're gone Bree," Mr. Davenport replied trying his hardest not to make eye contact with me.

I stood there. Not knowing how to reply. They couldn't be dead! "It's all my fault," Mr. Davenport whispered. I shook my head. "No, no it's not. It's mine. It's all my fault."

It's all my fault, it's all my fault, it's all my fault…

-End of dream- *Smirks*

"It's all my fault!" I yelled as I got up from my chair. I looked around, confused. Mr. Davenport wasn't there. It must have been a dream! I glanced at my clock. Adam, Chase, and Mr. Davenport had only left an hour ago for the mission.

I heard the door open and Mr. Davenport came in. "I'm so glad you're back!" I exclaimed as I hugged him. "Uh… Bree? Can you let go please?" Mr. Davenport asked. "Sure," I said quickly as I let him go.

"So, how are Adam and Chase? No problems?" I asked. "They're fine. They're putting their gear away. Why?" Mr. Davenport asked. "No reason," I replied. Then I sighed in relief. That was the confirmation that it was a dream.

My brothers came into the room. I ran up to them and gave them both a hug. "Bree?" Chase asked. "Yeah?" I asked as I let go. "What's going on?" He asked. "Yeah, why are you more clingy than usual?" Adam asked. I smiled. I knew that exactly what was missing from my life. I care so much about my family and I don't want them to suffer because of my stupid actions. I wanted to be bionic again

-THE END

Sorry this fanfic was a bit strange. But I thought it'd be cool to do a somewhat alternative ending to "Three Minus Bree". Hope you guys enjoyed it. Sorry for the scare in the beginning. Susz was right, I do like making death fanfics for some reason, but I wanted this one to end on a happy note. (You're welcome, Susz)

Alright, I'm out,

-Angie