The night of the terrible mission
3rd person pov
Through the house nothing but silence could be heard. Everyone was fast asleep Tasha and Donald in their room, Leo in his room, and Adam and chase down in the lab. Yes everyone was fast asleep, everyone except Bree. Since she didn't have her chip she couldn't sleep in her capsule, Mr. davenport said something about a human not being able to withstand the energy, so Tasha set her up a bed in Tasha's old sewing room. So here she was laying in bed, not being able to sleep while thoughts of the previous days events.
Bree's pov.
Chase's words swirled around in my head as I layed in bed thinking about that days events. "congratulations Bree, I hope that being normal is worth it", that one sentence was what I had in my head the most. How could I have ever thought being normal was worth putting my brothers in danger.
Chase's pov
I was fast asleep in my capsule when my superhearing picked up what sounded like faint crying, and it sounded like it was coming from Bree's room. Quickly I stepped out of my capsule and walked over to Adam's already deciding in my mind to wake him up. It took a few tries, but once he opened his eyes he was almost wide awake. He gave a small yawn, "chase go back to bed its still dark outside".i sighed knowing he wouldn't be easy to get up," Adam get up I heard something in Bree's room, and I need your help". Adam's eyes snapped almost immediately after I finished, he had the look of pure terror written on his face, and I could understand why I too saw the look on her face when I told her we almost didn't make it out and how useful her bionics would have been, but I knew what really killed her was when I told her congratulations, I hope that being normal was worth it. I knew she was already feeling horrible, I could see it written on her face the minute we stepped in the lab, but when I made the congratulations comment I knew that was the last straw. Adam and I ran to the elevator and pushed the button for the main floor. We sat against the wall willing the elevator to go faster. Finally once the door opened to the kitchen. Adam and I made our way through the kitchen and up the stairs. Once we reached Bree's room, it became obvious that the crying was coming from inside. Pushing open the door we stepped into the room and made our way over to the bed. Looking at our sister it was clear that she didn't hear us come in, I was not surprised, she was laying on her stomach and her back was shaking horrible with the force of her sobs. I sat on the bed while Adam came up behind me. Leaning over I put my hands on my sister's shoulders and turned her around so she was laying on her back instead. and what I saw shocked me to the core.
