Fiery peace.

That was the island now. He couldn't help the fiery attitudes of essentially newly awakened teenagers. Nor the new feeling of peace he hadn't felt since... Well since his mother married Mr. Davenport.

Donald Davenport brought no essence of peace. Neither did his siblings. Still, despite everything life had thrown at him, despite everything that the Davenports had thrown at him.

He was finally at peace, sitting next to Chase who had passed out about an hour ago after celebrating his and Bree's return.

Leo didn't have the heart to wake him and have him back into his pod. Or any of his siblings.

There was a mess everywhere and it would be a pain to clean later. But it could wait.

Leo had his siblings and there was no fighting or bickering or tension. Just peace.

With a deep breath, he relaxed into his Chase's shoulder and closed his exhausted eyes. He barely took notice of the arm being wrapped around his shoulder in a comforting manner, but he relished in it's warmth and gave a peaceful sigh.

"Please don't leave me again Chase," he muttered softly, "Or you Spike."

There was a quiet hum. Leo sighed and relaxed into his older step brother, falling into a comfortable and deep sleep. No one disrupted the four who were just reunited. No one except a well savvy android with a far human mind, and a program imbedded in the entirety of the island.

"You recorded this didn't you?" Marcus spoke in a quiet but snarky voice.

"Everything. Even the dunderhead's glitter bomb," Eddie practically laughed back.

Marcus smirked seeing Adam covered in a mix of soup and glitter. He half wondered what it was like to be in the strongman's head. But he was just as satisfied seeing the fruition of his madness. And the smile on Leo's face as he slept made the scene look like a photograph. All so peaceful.

Eh, peace was overrated.

With a yawp, he ran into the room, the lights growing brighter as he jumped on Leo, making him yelp and wake his three step siblings. Tired as they all were, the rancous chaos began again.

It was as it should be. A family forged through means beyond blood, reunited once more.

... Someone said I should continue writing Lab Rats stories.