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It would be an understatement to say that Bree and Chase weren't happy they had to leave their significant others. They were crushed, but it was the safest option for them. They found themselves on a cargo ship and sitting on some creates. "Well, after the last six hours, I can confidently say there is no lady-like way to sit on an anchor," Bree said as she groaned, trying to adjust herself.  "What are you complaining about? I had a seagull using my head as a nest." Chase said as he pulled feathers out of his hair. "Where are we headed anyway?" Bree asked as she leaned against the wall and looked at the sea before them. "No idea. I can't pinpoint our coordinates without our GPS locators." Chase reminded his sister, who rolled her eyes. "I bet we're going to Acapulco. It's where all the cruise ships go." Adam said as he looked like he was on vacation. Adam always tried to see the upside of any situation they were in.

"Adam, we're not on a cruise ship. It's a cargo freighter." Chase replied to his brother, who shook his head. "Whatever it is, we're on vacation. Okay? I'm making the most out of it." Adam stated as he let the sun on his skin. "This is not a vacation. We're hiding from the FBI." Bree reminded her brother, who toned her out. "And if they find out about us, we'll become government guinea pigs, and Mr. Davenport will go to jail," Chase stated as he shook his head at his older brother, who sat on a large pile of ropes before placing his sunglasses on. "Oh, will you relax? Ah, it's nice to get away every once in a while.  And where is that waiter?" Adam asked as he looked around the area.

Marie and Andrew offered the Dooley-Davenport to share their home, though Donald initially fought it. Though they wouldn't take no for an answer, the next thing Wendy knew was that Leo was now taking over the guest bedroom across from Wendy's room. Wendy was currently trying to hack into Max's plumber file. Wendy started to get frustrated with the file; he would have already gotten in if Adam had been here. NOT five hours later. "FUCK!" Wendy shouted as she threw her mouse at the wall. Leo walked into his friend's room with confusion. "What's going on?" Leo asked as he looked at the mouse on the ground. "I wish Adam was here. He would have this hacking job done within minutes!" Wendy stated as she leaned against her chair. Leo peeked over her shoulder to see mysterious writing on his friend's screen.

Ship hopped into her room, looking sad. "SSHHIP?" Ship asked as he jumped into Wendy's lap. "No, Ship. Bree's not back yet." Wendy said as she stroked the alien's back. "ship." Ship replied in a sad tone. "We miss her too, buddy," Leo said as he patted the alien's head. Ship had fallen asleep on Wendy's bed while the two tried to hack the file. Max had sent the file to Wendy, hoping it would keep her mind off Adam, Bree, and Chase. "KIDS!" Andrew shouted from the bottom of the stairs. This caused the duo to run down the stairs with ship on their tail. Gwen had called her demanding help with a mission since Ben hadn't shown up yet. Ever since he saved the universe he has been so full of himself. It was to the point that Wendy, Gwen, and Kevin could simply recite his speech.

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