A/N: Hey! Sorry its been so long since I've posted, I'be been busy with netball, dancing & school commitments. I don't know if I'll be able to do much writing because I have exams coming up and I think I'm going to get a whole lot busier with study :/
Also I don't know whether any of you noticed or not, but I've deleted all my stories. I had no idea how to finish them off so i though it was just best to delete them and start fresh :)
Also this is my first Elite Force story, for those of you who read my other LR stories.
This story (I hope) is going to have quite a few chapters. I might even post another chapter of this story later on, depending on how much I've done. I'm working on other stories which are slowly coming along too.
Enjoy!
Chase walked down the stairs quietly, not wanting to wake anybody up. He reached the bottom of the staircase and checked his watch, 2:17am. He cursed at himself. He honestly didn't know what he was doing still up at that time, or why he wasn't in his 'bed' still trying to get to sleep. He figured if you cant get to sleep by 2 am, then what's the point in trying any longer? Waste of time, he would say, if I've tried long and hard enough, then I should do something else with my time. That 'something else' was to come down to the terrace and no nothing except look out over Centium City and drink orange juice. Chase knew that it wasn't helping him in any way, but he did it a lot.
"Who needs sleep?" Chase whispered to himself as he made his way over to the kitchen. Following his normal routine, he grabbed out the orange juice and a mug. As Chase unscrewed the lid to the juice, he noticed a figure sitting on the terrace. He put down the juice and walked over to the doorway of the terrace. The figure turned around and looked over at Chase.
"Cant sleep?" the figure asked, who he recognized as Bree. She turned around again as Chase walked over and sat down beside her, looking out at the city.
"Nope," he said, neither of the two making eye contact. "Recently sleep and I aren't getting along. I just out come here, look at the view and drink orange juice instead."
Bree chuckled. "Orange juice? At 2 in the morning?" she said looking over at her younger brother as he nodded. "Strange little dude."
"What about you," Chase said, looking at her, "couldn't sleep?" Bree looked up at the sky, her face turning serious.
"Didn't want to," she mumbled. Chase looked at her, confused and she looked back, the two of them finally making eye contact. A strange silence took over and Bree looked back at the city. What was she doing there? She could certainly use some sleep and she really wanted to go back to bed and 'catch some z's', but something was telling her not to. She needed to clear her mind, she knew that, but of what?
Unlike her brother, this was the first time Bree had come down to the terrace at such early hours. However, she liked it. Even though she had been sitting there since 12:30, thinking about multiple things and watching the city lights slowly turn off, she enjoyed it more than she expected. She thought it would be boring at first and that she'd go back inside because it was stupid to go out there and do nothing. But she thought wrong, and instead she hadn't moved an inch because she was mesmerized at the city, deep in thought.
She took a deep breath and smiled. "I miss home, Chase," she said. "I miss Adam, I miss Leo, I miss Tasha, Douglas, Daniel, the students. I miss everyone and everything. I want it all back."
"I do too, but we can't. You know what Mr Davenport is like," Chase said, "He sent us here for a reason and that was to protect Centium City as a team. He wont let us abandon them for even a second."
"I know. It's just a lot harder than I thought it would be to not see them all the time," Bree said. "I know that it's been ages since we split up and up until now I've been fine, but after all this time they haven't even called or sent a message or anything! The only time we hear from them is through Mr Davenport and-"
"You're worried," Chase interrupted.
Bree sighed. "Yeah," she said. "I'm worried that they don't need us, that they've moved on."
"Well, maybe they're worried about us," he said. "They could be worried for the exact same reasons too. They might think that we've forgotten about them and that with our new team we're too busy or too caught up to call them. But at some stage they will need us and we'll need them. We'll never not need each other, the original team still stands."
"I guess you're right," Bree said quietly.
"Hey, you'll always have me too you know," Chase said, looking at her. She smiled.
"I know, thanks Chase," she said. He smiled back at her. "Can I ask you something?"
"Go ahead," he said.
"Do I fit in? Fit in the team?" she asked.
"Well you certainly fit in more than me," he answered. "I'm the only one who doesn't have super powers, so if anything I'm the one who doesn't fit in."
"Okay," Bree said bluntly.
"Why do you ask?" Chase said. Bree shrugged.
"I don't know. Stupid question," she said.
"You can tell me why you asked," Chase said. "I can always-"
"Sorry to interrupt such a sweet moment," came a voice from behind the two teens. They turned around and saw Roman and Riker standing in front of the doorway. "But we have some very important business to sort out with you two."
Bree and Chase stood up and readied themselves. "What do you want?" Chase said.
"Oh it's simple really," said Roman, "we want you two."
"Why?" asked Bree.
"Well so we can get to your other teammates of course," said Riker, smirking. "We don't really need you, we just want you so we can destroy you in front of them."
"Now, you're going to come with us the easy way or the hard way. Your choice," said Roman. Bree and Chase shared a look.
"Hard," Bree said, super speeding forward into Roman and shoving him, making him tumble back. Roman stood up and regained his composure, staring directly at Chase. Him and Riker then shape shifted into a cloud and swarmed above Bree and Chase.
"Bree, run," Chase called, knowing what they were going to do.
"I can't just leave you Chase," Bree shouted.
"Run!" Chase shouted back. Bree nodded and super sped back inside and hid on the stair case. She waited until she heard her brother cry out and she ran back outside again where Chase was lying on the floor against the wall.
"Chase!" She called and ran over to him.
"So, are you going to come with us now?" Roman asked, walking towards them. Bree looked down at Chase who was slowly nodding.
"Yes," she said.
"Good," said Roman. "Riker grab Chase and you can come with me Bree." Bree obeyed as Roman took her arm and Riker picked up her brother and put him over his shoulder. Then they all flew off to an underground facility and Roman and Riker threw Bree and Chase into a small cell.
"Just a heads up, these bars block your chips' signals, so your bionics wont work," said Riker as the two of them walked off.
"Chase, " Bree whispered as she crawled over to him. "Are you okay? What do we do?"
"I'm fine," Chase said, slowly sitting up, "and I don't know, I-I think we should just wait until the others come get u-us."
"Wait?" Bree asked confused. "Chase Davenport your the smartest man in the world and all you can come up with is to wait?" Chase shrugged. "If we wait, then Roman and Riker will get to the others and they'll destroy us!"
"I know Bree, but there's no way w-we can get out of here," Chase said, laying back down. "If you still have your phone, you could try calling the others but Roman and Riker probably blocked all the cell service."
"It's worth a shot," said Bree as she pulled out her phone. She turned it on and stood up to look for service. "I have three bars!" she called excitedly.
"Then call them," Chase said. Bree nodded and dialed in a number. After a while she dialed in another, then another.
"Ugh they're not picking up!" she huffed.
"Probably because its 3 am," Chase pointed out, "text them instead." Bree obeyed and left them all a message. She sat back down next to Chase and looked down at him.
"Hey are you sure you're okay? You don't look it," Bree said concerned.
"I'll be fine Bree," Chase said.
"Good," she said smiling. "Also, why'd you tell me to run before? I could've super sped us both out of there."
"I know you Bree Davenport," Chase said, "you say now that you could've, but under pressure you wouldn't have. Plus I'd rather take the hit myself than having both of us under crossfire."
"Thanks Chase, I think," Bree chuckled.
A/N: And done.
A bit of Bree & Chase fluff, because they're cute as.
Hope you enjoyed, bye!
