Did you think I wasn't going to do this? Shout out to CRIMESHOWS101 for the chapter idea! This story is being adopted from The Elite Bionic. I'm not posting his old chapters, for I don't have them. But I will be posting the next few chapters and suggestions are greatly appreciated! Enjoy!

Adam: 10, Chase: 8.

-Adam's POV-

"Okay, Adam. Me and Bree are going next door. You can take care of Chase, right?" Mr Davenport says to me.

"Yes, Mr Davenport. I'm one oh now!" I say.

"It's ten, Adam." Me Davenport corrects me.

"I'm not a chicken! And I'm not a girl either!" I yell back.

"No Adam, not… you know what? It's not even worth it anymore." He says as he goes away with Bree.

I turn to see Chase playing with his blocks on the cyber desk. I haven't seen him play with those in a while.

I start looking around the lab for something to play with. I go over to one of Mr Davenport's inventions. It's a small black cube with dark gray stripes. There is a dark grey circle on each side. I'm about to touch it when I hear a voice.

"Adam! No!" It yells.

I turn around to see Chase. He pulls my arm away from the invention. I walk away from it.

-Time Skip-

I see Chase looking at the invention that I was about to touch a few minutes ago. I don't pay much attention and shoot my heat vision at one of Chase's blocks that I threw into the air.

I turn around to see Chase messing with the invention.

"Chase, I thought you didn't want that to be touched!" I yell.

"No. I didn't want it to be touched by you. I'm just figuring out what it-" he starts before he is cut off. There invention starts to float. The dark gray parts start to glow. Chase jumps to the ground and a jagged laser beam shoots out of the cube and hits me in the chest.

I get blasted back and fall to the ground. The last thing I remember is Chase coming over to me before everything fell into darkness.

Next thing I know, I'm slowly waking up on a blanket on the floor of the lab.

"Mr Davenport?" I ask.

"No." A voice says. "It's Chase. You got hurt. Don't worry, I'm going to help you."

"Chase… I'm hungry." I complain.

"Okay. I'll get you something to eat."

He goes somewhere. I stare at the ceiling. I think about some really important stuff.

"Why is it called a ceiling if it's already sealed?"

Okay, maybe it's not as important as I thought. Chase comes back and he's holding a hot dog bun.

"I couldn't find anything else. Sorry." Chase says.

"It's… it's okay… Chasey." I say slowly as I try to get up. Chase puts his hand behind my back and prevents me from falling back. I get the bun and wolf it down within a minute.

Chase gently lays me back down and goes off for a few minutes. He comes back with a pillow. He helps me put my head up and then puts the pillow behind it.

I put my head back down and go to sleep.

I'm jolted awake with a sharp pain in my chest. I scream. Chase rushes towards me.

"Adam, what's wrong?" He asks nervously.

"Chest… hurts!" I answer while in pain.

"It's okay… it's okay, Adam. It's okay."

Chase knelt down next to me and tried to comfort me. I try to go to sleep but can't. The sharp pain in my chest is far too much for me.

Chase leaves for a minute and I'm left alone on the floor. He comes back with something in a cup.

"Here. Drink this." He tells me.

I get up as best I can and take a sip. It's disgusting and I spit it out.

"Gross!" I yell.

"I know, Adam. But you have to drink it to get better. You won't hurt as bad."

"Fine…" I groan. I take a gulp and gag a little bit before swallowing. I keep drinking it and start gagging when I'm done. Chase runs off and comes back with the cup.

"No! No more!" I yell.

"Adam, it's just water. It'll help get the taste out." He says.

I take a drink and it helps a bit.

"Okay, Adam. Go to sleep. Just rest." He tells me.

After a few minutes, I finally get some sleep.

When I wake up, I hear some voices talking to each other.

"Chase! I can't believe you!"

"But… but… I… I didn't mean…"

"I don't care! Chase, what were you thinking?!"

I slowly open my eyes. I lift my head up to see Mr Davenport scolding Chase. I slowly start to get up.

"Wha- what's going on?" I ask.

"Adam!" Chase exclaims and runs toward me and wraps me in a hug.

"What's going on, Chase?" I ask groggily.

"Chase blasted you with my laser cube!" Mr Davenport chimed in.

I start to think about what he said and then all the memories sink in.

"Chase! Capsule. Now!" He demands.

"Wait!" I yell. Mr Davenport looks at me. "I'm the one that was gonna mess with the loser cube in the first place!"

"The laser cube. And if you're the one who touched it, then why did Chase say he did?"

"Well, it's like… well I was… well…" I try to explain.

"No. It was me! I touched it!" Chase yelled.

"No! It was me!" I say.

We keep going like this and Mr Davenport keeps looking back and forth between us.

"Okay! Which one of you touched it?!" Mr Davenport demanded.

"I did!" Me and Chase say in unison.

"No I did!" We yell again.

"No! It was me!" We say to each other.

"No! Me!"

"Okay! It was both of you! You can both go to your capsules!" Mr Davenport yells.

We walk back to them.

"Adam… why did you say you touched the cube?" Chase asks me.

"Because… it was my fault. If I hadn't gone toward the cube in the first place, you wouldn't have gotten curious about it." I explain.

"You would you know? This wasn't your fault, Adam. It was mine."

"No, Chase. It was my fault."

"Look, Adam… this was my fault. But what you did back there… thanks for trying to defend me. Your a great brother."

"So are you Chase." I say as I hug him before we release and get into our capsules. I look over to Chase, who is looking at me. I smile at him before closing my eyes and go to sleep.

Okay, so Star didn't do anything on this chapter (not because she was lazy, because she didn't see anything worth changing). I did this one. Basically, one of us writes the chapter and the other proof and beta reads it. Anyhoo… I hope you enjoyed the first chapter of Adam and Chase: Always a Team 2! If you have an idea for a chapter, please PM me or Star. Do whichever, we'll both know about it anyway. See you guys next time! (Well, I won't actually see you… that would be freaky.)