Disclaimer: I do not own Lab Rats. Just making a story for entertainment.

Warning: Child Abuse

Mr. Davenport's POV

I never thought a simple knock on my front door would be the initiation of all the walls crumbling down for my family and me... Let me start from the beginning...

When my brother, Douglas, and I first started Davenport Industries the opportunities seemed endless. We had three couples that had agreed to allow us to genetically engineer their offsprings for the sake of science. We had agreed to a schedule when each child would be tested every three months. However, under unforeseen circumstances, two of the three couples had decided it would be easier to just allow us to keep the child instead of bringing the children back for testing as a "lab rat". One couple refused to just hand their child over, and we were okay with that.

The couple who decided to keep their child was Adam's parents, Amy Garner and Daniel Spence. Adam was born seventeen years ago on December 6, 1995. Adam's story was ... tragic. His mother died three weeks after his birth in a car accident. He was left in his father's care till he was three years old. Daniel blamed Adam for his fiance's death (Adam's mother). She was coming home from a trip to the store for diapers when she was involved in the car accident. Daniel started with-holding feedings and leaving baby Adam sitting in dirty diapers for periods of time longer than necessary. As Adam grew and began talking, Daniel would hit him whenever the child spoke. Adam, during his early years, learned quickly to keep quiet and not speak. His father refused to teach him the alphabet, colors, shapes, and numbers. Had I known how Adam was being treated at home, by his father, I would have intervened... On Christmas day, 1998, I had decided to go to the lab to check up on a project I was working on. There was snow on the ground from a storm that occurred the evening before. To my disbelief, there was little three year old Adam sitting all by himself on the steps that led to my lab. He was in ragged and torn long sleeve shirt, no jacket, asleep on the steps. A note was pinned to the front of his shirt, "Take him. He's nothing but a nuisance to me. ~Dan". His father had abandoned him. I scooped that child into my arms and made my way home; My heart still breaks when I think about the abusive treatment Adam received as a small child.

Fortunately, Bree and Chase's stories were simpler and less painful. Bree was born September 8, 1996 and Chase, July 15, 1997. Both of their parents had said their goodbyes and left the infants under Doug's and my care.

Shortly after Adam's father abandoned him and he was placed in our care, I was called out on a business trip to Tokyo, Japan, in March 1999. During my time away, my brother implanted bionic chips into Adam, Bree, and Chase. These chips were only meant for robots not human beings. When I learned what Doug had done, I quickly took the kids away from him and we went into hiding. I would raise Adam, Bree, and Chase to be heroes and bring good to the world with what their abilities had to offer. I would not allow my brother to turn these children into evil foot soldiers as he had intended. So, at the age of 24, I was raising a three year old, a two year old, and a 20 month old.

Now as I stand looking at the man on the other side of the door, I can't help but feel the bubble of anger building up inside my stomach. There stands Daniel Spence, Adam's biological father. He has a smirk plastered on his face, an evil grin that speaks only negative intentions.

"What do you want?" I ask him; friendliness absent from my voice.

"You know what I want. I want Adam back. I have..." Daniel pauses, "...work for him."

"You're not going anywhere near him. In case you forgot, you left him on my doorstep in a snowstorm with no jacket to keep him warm."

"Yeah well, I was 21 and he was this crying little freak who just wouldn't shut up. I guess I could've left him with a blanket."

I shake my head at the ridiculousness of this man. "You guess... Well, Daniel, you haven't changed a bit. And you must be completely insane if you think I'm just going to hand Adam over to you. You want him for dirty work; you're not getting him. He is my son."

"Oh contrar, I have the paperwork from the courts. You might be this billionaire, Donald Davenport, but you have overlooked one important legal factor... you never adopted him. Therefore," Daniel dug into his pocket and pulled out a piece of paper. Unfolding it, he waved it in my face, "This document tells you that you must give him to me now or you will be arrested."

I take the paper from him and begin to read it. I can feel my face pale as I realize I have no other option but to release Adam into this lunatic's hands. "You may have won this round, Daniel, but don't expect to be on the winning side for long. I will get my lawyer involved and get my son back. It's just a matter of time."

"A matter of time that he might not have..." mumbled Daniel.

My face pales even more as I hear Daniel utter that last sentence. "Just wait here..." I see Daniel take a seat and I make my way down to the lab, going slower than necessary. As the elevator doors open I see Chase on Adam's back as he's trying to get his notebook back from Adam who is holding it over his head. I can't help but smile at the boys' antics. "Adam," I call, getting his attention. Leo, Bree, and Chase also focus in on me, "I need you to pack a bag and come with me. It's only temporary."

A curious expression is on his face as he responds, "What are you talking about, Mr. Davenport? Where am I going?"

I sigh, "Well, Adam, it turns out your biological father has found us and he would like to spend some time with you." I don't know if Adam remembers anything about his father, if he remembers the mistreatment, so I don't indulge in that.

He shrugs acting like it's no big deal, but there's something in his eyes that doesn't go unnoticed by me... perhaps his subconscious recalls the past. "Okay." He grabs his already packed bag and yells over his shoulder to his siblings, "I'll see you guys soon! Don't get into any trouble, Leo, till I get back!" Then he turns and walks over to me, "All right, Mr. D, let's get going."

I smile, putting on an act in front of my children, "I'll be down soon guys." The trip back upstairs is far too short. As we near the living room, I see Adam's eyes shoot to his father. "Adam, this is Daniel Spence. He's your father."

Daniel walks over and shakes his son's hand, "Hey Adam, it's good to see you again. You can call me Dan."

"Hey, Dan. I hope you don't get upset but I don't remember you." I can hear the genuine regret in my son's voice.

With a crooked grin Daniel replies, "It's not a problem. I'm sure you'll remember me in no time at all." I hate the sound of cynicism in his voice. "Well, I guess we'll get going. Thanks again for agreeing to this, Donald." He looks my way and smirks.

Ignoring Daniel, I turn to Adam, "Be good, Adam. Listen to what he says and I'll see you soon. Have fun." I have to force the last sentence out, as I am sure Adam will have anything but fun during this forced stay with his biological father.

Adam smiles and pats my shoulder, "Will do, Mr. Davenport. I'll see you later!"

With that, I see my son walk out my front door with a monster of a man. I quickly pull out my cell phone as I speed dial my lawyer. I'll be damned if I let Adam be with that man for a longer time than necessary. I will do my best to get Adam back in my custody as soon as possible, not a moment longer.

Author's Note: Please review and let me know if I should continue or not. Thanks for the love! (I'm an Adam's girl!)