Only You Can Afford My Love// A Chase Davenport Love Story

Which Father Knows Best

Guys, this story is number 4 in the tag "Chase Davenport"!! As a special thanks, I'm going to double upload this weekend. Thank you all so much! Get me to number one ;)

Juliana's P.O.V.

Adam, Bree, Chase, Leo, and I were in the lab, watching as Dad tried to make a new chip for Bree. 

"Well, Bree," Dad said. "You smashed your chip so badly it's useless. But! I was able to replicate my brother's original chip and like my face, it's flawless." 

We all gave each other confused looks.

"Forget the chip," Leo said. "We need to get this dude a mirror." 

Dad glared at Leo and I laughed before giving him a fist bump.

"Wait, so I'm actually going to be bionic again?" Bree asked with a smile. 

Dad smiled. "Yep."

"Yes!" Bree hugged Dad. "Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!"

"Your chip's almost ready." The chip fabricator dinged.

"Ooh!" Adam cheered. "Snacks are done!" 

I rolled my eyes.

"For the last time," Dad said. "This is not a microwave! It's a chip fabricator."

"Call it whatever you want. I'm still making my mini pizzas in here." 

"Okay, Bree," Dad said to Bree. "Hop in your capsule when you're ready for your new chip."

"You know," Leo said. "Big D, if this works, maybe you can make a chip for me and Juliana." 

I looked at Dad, seeing how he would respond.

"Please," Dad scoffed, looking at Leo. "Your body can't handle high-fiber cereal. Juliana might though..." 

He thought for a minute, and Bree stepped into her capsule. I raised a brow, and chuckled a bit as Dad snapped out of his gaze. Bree stepped out of her capsule, and I subconsciously held my breath.

"So?" Dad asked. "How does it feel?"

"Like a piece of metal just got jammed into my neck and fused to my nervous system!" Bree stated, smiling and I let out my breath.

"Woo hoo!" Dad cheered. "Success! Alright, now, give it a try, see how it worked."

"Okay." 

Bree tried to use her super speed, but ended up running onto the ceiling and crashed into a few, pipes, knocking them around. I gasped, and Chase held me close into his chest, shielding me from anything that fell. Bree fell onto the ground, and I sighed.

"Well, she's still more useful than Chase," Adam remarked, and I glared at him. 

We helped Bree up, and set her on the cyber desk.

"You know," Dad said. "Technically speaking, your bionics are working..."

"You call this working?!" Bree asked in a deep voice, and my eyes widened. "I can't control my vocal manipulation!" She said in a high voice. "I can't control anything!"

"I'm so close," Dad muttered. "It just needs a few tweaks!"

 Chase pulled Adam and I aside.

"Dude," Chase said to Adam. "We're in big trouble if he can't fix her. We need her speed and agility for missions!"

"Well maybe we'll just find someone to replace her," Adam said. 

"We can't just replace her!"

"What about Juliana?"