I do not own Lab Rats: Elite Force

Bree POV

We returned back to the penthouse after three hours of searching, but it was useless. Reese, Rodissius, and all of the other shape shifters were nowhere to be found. Everyone was walking separately in silence. Oliver had a look of fear on his face and was briskly walking in front of the rest of us. Skylar looked sad and depressed, dragging her feet on the pavement as she walked. Kaz, looking more serious and determined than I had ever seen before, was right next to her, although, they weren't speaking. I trailed in the back, thinking about the failed mission and all of the people it was going to hurt. We had screwed up. We let them get away. We put the fate of the world in huge danger.

As soon as we entered the apartment a few minutes later, I knew something was wrong. Mr. Davenport was standing by the couch, fuming, and Chase was sitting down, looking more defeated than I had ever seen him. We all knew to make our way straight to the couch, having the feeling we were about to be reprimanded for our actions.

"I'm going to ask this question once, What Happened?!" Mr. Davenport roared. We all just sat there looking around at each other for a little bit, until Mr. Davenport yelled again.

"I want an explanation now!" I had never seen my father this angry before. I could almost see the steam coming out of his ears.

"Why don't you ask Chase?" Oliver said, accusingly, "I mean, this whole thing is his fault." Mr. Davenport looked over to my brother angrily and glared at him, waiting for a response.

"Well?" He asked, and Chase directed his eyes to the floor. I swear I could see tears forming in the corners of his eyes and decided to speak for him.

"He was tricked...by Roman and Riker's sister. He really thought she liked him. Turns out…" I stopped, seeing a single tear start to flow down his face. He was taken advantage of. Again. I had been taken advantage of before too. It hurts. Someone toying with your emotions and your mind. It's hard to escape from the trap.

"Is that true?" Mr. Davenport barked, face growing redder by the second. He knew Chase had done something wrong, because he knew that his son would've been a lot more defensive if he hadn't.

Chase finally looked up, broken and very upset, "I am so, so sorry." He cried out, voice breaking partway through. Tears shined in his eyes, but he was refusing to let them fall, in fear of being seen as weak. Mr. Davenport looked him in the eye and continued.

"You better be. Douglas is in the hospital, and I'm not sure if he'll even wake up again. Rodissius and his family have the list of all of the superheroes. You put your team, your family, and hell, even the whole world in danger. Do you realize how selfish and irresponsible you've been?" My father yelled. Chase kept his head down, not bearing to look at the disappointment in our father's eyes. "I can't believe you, Chase."

"It wasn't all Chase's fault…" Skylar interjected, trying to diffuse the overbearing tension. She didn't want another fight to break out, especially between the team.

"Yes it was." Oliver yelled, jumping up from the couch to stand in front of Chase. "It was all his fault. If he wasn't so desperate and naive, we wouldn't even be in this situation right now! He should've known that no girl would ever like him!" Oliver screamed while pacing across the room.

"Oliver, that's enough…" I piped up. I'm not going to let him say these things about my brother when he is clearly upset and sorry for what he has done.

"No, OK! He always acts like he's above us and better than us. Like we are beneath his every move. Well," he stares at Chase, "Look where you are now. Are you happy?"

"At least Chase didn't want to quit!" Skylar yelled at him, standing up as well, "You, on the other hand, wanted to give up and let the superheroes come rescue us. You weren't even willing to fight."

"That is not true!" He said, walking over to her, coming closer so they were almost face to face. The fight had reached a boiling point.

"Don't kid yourself, Oliver." She spat out quietly, but still loud enough for everyone to hear. Seeing the possible outcomes of this tense situation, Kaz got up from his seat quickly and pulled Oliver back to sit on couch.

"Maybe we should all just calm down and get some rest. It's late and we're all tired." He suggested, offering a small smile to his best friend, wanting to avoid any further fighting.

"No!" Oliver yelled back. "I don't want to calm down. She's telling nothing but lies and I'm sick of it. I'm sick of her!" He was growing increasingly angry, and at his cruel words, Skylar sped out of the living room, straight upstairs. I was in shock. Here Oliver was, trying to score a date with Skylar, and he was insulting her.

"Dude, Chill out! All you're doing is hurting people! Stop…" Kaz said, walking over and sitting next to me, not trusting himself near his friend. He didn't want this to escalate into something that couldn't be fixed.

"Why are you yelling at me? I'm your best friend, Kaz…" Oliver spoke through gritted teeth, still with venom in his voice. He couldn't believe that Kaz wasn't going to back him up. They had been friends forever, was he really going to throw in the towel now?

"Newsflash: I don't defend self-centered assholes who don't care about their friends!" Kaz spat back, staring right at Oliver. He wasn't going to let Oliver win. Kaz knew what Oliver was saying had truth to it, but he didn't need to attack his friends and teammates over it.

"Well, Newsflash," Oliver began, "Maybe we shouldn't be friends, because this the real me and I'm not going anywhere." I knew that they were both stubborn, but I never thought they would threaten losing their friendship like this.

"Maybe we shouldn't…" Kaz challenged, not losing eye contact with his "former" best friend. He really didn't want to fight with Oliver, but he wasn't going to let him be mean to the rest of the team. Oliver didn't deserve to have him as a friend if he couldn't respect him or his friends.

"Fine then," Oliver said sarcastically, standing up from the couch and walking over to the stairs.

"Guys...seriously…" I started, getting up off of the couch to go grab Oliver, "I think that we all just need to cool down." I wasn't going to let this fight ruin a lifelong friendship.

"No Bree, it's fine," Kaz said to me, "I don't want to be friends with him if he's going to be a jerk." Oliver, back still facing us, started to walk up the stairs, angry and upset over losing his friendships, and Kaz followed suit, making his way over to the staircase. He stopped at the bottom and looked back to Chase, Mr. Davenport and I. "I'm going to bed. Wake me up when this is over." And with that, he retreated up the stairs as well. I looked down at my younger brother, who was still sitting in his stunned silence, wringing his hands together and staring at the ground. Mr. Davenport, who had been silence through Kaz and Oliver's exchange as well, looked at him and sighed.

"I'm very disappointed in you, Chase. How many times have you fallen into the same trap? First Marcus, then Sebastian, next the Incapacitator, and now this, I just don't know what to think...Maybe you aren't ready to be part of this team. Maybe you're not who I thought you were."

"But Mr. Davenport," Chase looked up, face full of guilt and remorse. "I didn't mean to…"

"You brought this upon yourself," Our father said putting his head in his hand, "How I am supposed to trust you when you keep making these poor choices." I felt very out of place and awkward, being that I was involved in what I would consider a very personal conversation. "You made a stupid decision tonight, and I don't know if we can fix it."

"Mr. Davenport...I'd do anything…" Chase rambled, desperately trying to apologize for his actions.

"But it wouldn't matter. They have the list, don't they? How do you plan on taking them out before they get their hands on the superheroes. You really messed up."

"I know that, but…"

Mr. Davenport took a deep breath before continuing. "Until further notice, Chase, you are on lockdown. And that includes missions." Mr. Davenport looked away from him, not wanting to see the look on his son's face. "I can't have someone I don't trust on the field. You'll stay here and assist if needed."

"But Mr. Davenport, I…" Chase started, standing up from his seat on the couch, angry.

"And if I find out you disobey me, you will be sent back to Mission Creek. Understood?"

"But, Chase didn't mean to…" I start, knowing that he is being punished beyond what he deserves.

"And that is final!" My father interrupted, giving another disappointed glance at my younger brother before motioning me to follow him to the door. Once there, he turned to face me and said, "I'm going to the hospital to see Douglas. I expect that any personal problems be fixed before I come back." Leaving it at that, he stomped out the door, slamming it behind him, as Chase and I remained in the living room, alone.

"I'm sorry, Bree." Chase mumbled after a long silence.

"For what?" I ask, moving to sit next to him.

"I'm sorry I'm such a screw up." He said quietly, looking away when I sat down.

"Chase.."

"No, It's all my fault. I did this. Not you, not Kaz, not Oliver, Me. I did it...and I have no way to fix it...I ruined everything." I could tell he was crying, but he got up off of the couch so I wouldn't see it. He walked to the base of the stairwell, and I ran after him, putting my hand on his shoulder.

"It'll get better," I whispered into his ear, "I promise…" I pulled him into a gentle hug from behind, but all he did was stiffen up more.

"How can it?" He asked. He quickly pulled away from my embrace and up onto the stairs, and for once, leaving me in his dust.

A/N: So this is gonna be kinda long but I have a lot to say. Elite Force is over. Officially. The series (Lab Rats) that has been a part of my life for 5 years is done. I know that this is really bizarre and cliche to say but this show meant so much to me. It was something that got me through middle school and the beginning of high school. It was something that me and my brother bonded over. It was something that taught me so many lessons. Believing in yourself, Knowing and embracing who you are, the importance of family. It was the only show where I connected with all of the characters on some level, and it was the show I could go home and have a laugh over when I had a bad day. My introduction to fanfiction was through Lab Rats, and even though it wasn't the first series I wrote for, it was the first that I read. So all weird show analogies and fangirling aside, this is my goodbye to the show and the characters. I will try to put the other main characters from Lab Rats in it as well, but I've had this idea in my head for a while and thought that the attack was the perfect lead into it. I don't know how often it'll be updated, but I do know that it will eventually get done. Thanks for reading and loving this series just like I have! Also, sorry this note is so long...Please review and tell me what you think. I hope you enjoyed Chapter 1! :)