A/N: Welcome to the rewrite of Doing It Better. Given the large number of chapters I invested in Doing It Better, I decided to upload this as a new story. As I mentioned in Amazing Sister, I will not be using any of Kihonne's characters. I will be using my own, possibly Ocean and Maddie.

Before I begin, I realize Krane is OOC. Let me remind you of the fact that I originally published the story in 2014, back before season 3 was even finished. Without further ado, let's get this new and improved Doing It Better.

Disclaimer: I do not own anything, except Leo's future.'Thoughts are like this.'

Year: 2019

A twenty-four year old Leo Dooley, his mind unable to process the sight in front of him, blinked. Laying on the ground, unmoving, stood Victor Krane. Victor Krane had been the Lab Rats greatest enemy for the past seven years. Now that Victor Krane was defeated, courtesy of a rouge assistant, Leo could spend the rest of his life not worrying about Krane. He could even enjoy the rest of his life with Bree.

Wait, no he couldn't. Krane used his pyrokinesis and killed his wife, Bree. Even though Bree and Leo were stepsiblings, because of Victor Krane, Bree married Leo. She could have chosen anyone, but Bree chose Leo. Whether it was because Leo was the only one Bree trusted or if it was because Bree didn't want both him and Chase to go into foster care, Leo didn't know. As the years passed, Leo's relationship with Bree grew to the point where he fell head over heels for her.

Now, Bree was dead, as was Janelle, the first love of his life. The rage that Leo felt towards Krane was gone, as now Leo was left feeling hollow and alone, just like a burned out building. Just like Mission Creek High School.

Leo's stomach did belly flops. He remembered that night so clearly, the anger of his emotion as stark as the fire that lined the sky the afternoon of Janelle's death. Several other students had died as well, but Leo only saw Janelle.

"Leo?"

Leo jumped, as he forgot that he wasn't alone. No, there was Douglas Davenport, the second of the Davenport brothers and much more a pain in the behind to Leo than Mr. Davenport was. Although, given the events that transpired while Leo lived with Mr. Davenport, one could argue that they were both pains in the behind. And Leo would agree.

Leo turned to Douglas Davenport with fists clenched, envisioning his fist sinking into Douglas's face, chest, anything. Before Douglas could say anything, Leo jumped at Douglas.

The fight didn't last very long. As Leo was not bionic in this timeline, Douglas pinned him and stared down at his adversary. "Leo, listen to me."

Leo spat right in Douglas's eyes. "Why should I? You're the one that made our lives a living hell ever since you and Krane joined forces. Why did you wait until now to join our side? All of your kids are dead!"

"I don't know," Douglas admitted. "I should have come to my senses when he started implanting himself with bionics, but I didn't. Instead, I salvaged parts. I may have been too late to fix my mistake, but maybe you can."

Douglas stood up right before Leo could elbow him in the ribs. "What on earth are you talking about? And why me? Why not you?"

"Leo, you are the bravest person I know. Me, I'm a coward. It takes a lot for me to say that. Also, I'd rather show you. That is, if you trust me." Before Leo could open his mouth, Douglas said, "I haven't given you reason to, I know, but I helped kill Victor Krane. You at least deserve to help."

Leo couldn't argue with Douglas's reasoning. Making their way past the prone bodies, Chase Davenport's burned ashes, and several miles of barren wasteland – courtesy of Victor Krane choosing a location in the middle of nowhere – the two arrived in the middle of an abandoned building.

From the looks of things, nobody had entered in years. What once might have been a garden was now a bush overrun with thorns and weeds. A keypad stood bolted to the door. Once Douglas entered the passcode, the door gave a groan and opened.

Leo walked toward the front door. The structure appeared huge. Upon entering, Leo received a disappointment. Apart from a basement, which had to have been locked, there was a couch, a table, and a kitchen. There was no TV, PlayStation, no phone, nothing. Leo wondered how anyone could live this kind of life.

"The guy who lived in the apartment prior to me gave away his TV and PlayStation as you can see. Truth be told, if I hadn't met him in jail, I would have thought he was a total kook," Douglas said. "That safe over there, I never did figure out the code."

Leo looked and indeed, there was a safe. It's condition was a far cry from the rest of the house, which was covered in cobwebs, spiders, and rats. Oh, and graffiti. The couch was home to rats. The house was a total horror scene.

"Why are we here?" Leo inquired, desperate not to focus on the horrible stench emanating throughout the entire house. If he did, Leo was certain he would throw up.

"Follow me."

Douglas approached the basement and instructed Leo to turn around so he could enter the passcode. Rolling his eyes but doing so, Leo turned around. As soon as the door clicked open, Douglas informed Leo he could turn around and to follow him. They walked down the stairs and turned the corner where a bookcase was blocking what appeared to be a door. At first, Leo thought they had reached a dead end.

"It's behind here," Douglas assured. "I'd hold your nose if I were you."

Leo shielded his face as a bookcase fell to the ground, which sent a pile of dust around the room. His only remaining friend, Douglas Davenport, shoved the bookcase to the side and pointed excitedly at something that Leo had not seen in ages: a time machine. Leo smiled, as he knew this meant he could travel back in time to help train the Lab Rats for their biggest mission yet: to fight Victor Krane.

Leo walked over to the time machine and placed a hand on it in admiration. "Is it done?"

Douglas shrugged. "I haven't an idea."

Leo looked to last remaining Davenport. "You built a time machine and you have no idea if it's finished. What the heck?"

"I didn't build it."

"Then how did you know the passcode and everything? How did you know you know there was a time machine?" Leo was screaming at this point.

"I didn't know! My friend just said it was done one day and that's it. I haven't heard from him since then. This was all a hunch! A lucky one, I might add."

Leo muttered unintelligibly before he walked back to Douglas. "Suppose it is done, why me?"

"Because one, I'm supposed to be dead. Two, I can't do nothing if I'm in jail. I can't do anything when I go back, but you can. So, are you going to give it a chance? It's better you than me."

Leo thought it over. He could die on the journey back to save the Lab Rats, but he could save many lives, including the girl that had tragically bled to death at Mission Creek High. With that in mind, Leo knew there was only one answer to that. "I'll do it."

"Good. Now read me those instructions."

Leo went over to a desk, covered with papers showing complicated problems, diagrams, and finally found the instructions. The cursive writing looked so familiar, but Leo couldn't put his finger on it. Hearing Douglas clear his throat brought Leo out of his train of thought. Leo read the instructions to Douglas who started to press the buttons that charged the time machine up to its proper function. Leo then lay in the machine where Douglas connected wires to Leo's body.

Right before Douglas could press enter, Leo turned his head towards Douglas. "Wait, I just thought of something. What am I supposed to do when I run into my old-self?"

"Hold on." Shuffling through papers and such, Douglas found what he was looking for and grimaced. "Theoretically, you won't have to. Unfortunately, for your soul to be transported back, it needs to leave your body. From there, instead of having to meet up with Leo, you are actually going to be Leo. Does that make sense?"

Leo paled inside the machine when he realized what Douglas meant. "How am I going to die?"

"Without having blood all over the time machine, you'll die by electricity. The shockwave I am going to enter into your system will stop your heart. The entire process is going to last about a second. You won't even feel a thing."

"And if it doesn't work?"

"You feel the electricity all throughout your body, shocking your brain and heart into unconsciousness. Maybe. I don't know. You're the first test subject."

"Lucky me."

Douglas nodded. "All right. Before you go: type in the date you want on that keyboard over there. Second, when you meet Marcus, get on his good side so we can hook up earlier. Third, if you can avoid it, don't tell this to anyone. Lastly, good luck. Don't screw this up! You only have one chance."

His fingers shaking, Leo typed in the date: September 13, 2012, the day before he met Adam, Bree, and Chase. "See you later, Dad."

"I'm not your dad!"

"Whatever!" Leo smirked. 'Ha! Got the last word in. God, let this work.'

There was a bright flash of yellow light…

…and Leo Dooley's body stood motionless in the time machine.

A/N: Prologue finished! I thought about adding on to the ending a couple of times, but I decided not to. Instead, I'm saving it for my LREF story. Wow. I can't believe I finished. There will be only so many more to go. Next episode is part 1 to Crush, Chop, and Burn. Since I'm busy with writing other stories, I will try to spread these chapters out. That being said, if it's been a few weeks, shoot me a review or PM and I'll get chopping, usually from my original DIB.

Until next time!