200 miles away an evil was growing. The years of study and experiments finally paid off. He was coming and he would take down everything Davenport ever loved, starting with those children.
Bree and Spike lay on the Lab floor alone. "So what should I do" Spike finally asked.
"What do you want to do?" She replied.
"I don't know."
"No you do" Bree said more sternly turning on her side to face her new brother. "Do you love Chase?"
"Well yes but…"
"Do you want to be with him?"
"Yea but…"
"Then that's what you want." She told him.
"That doesn't matter. What matters is it can't happen. Chase is straight and why would he like me? It would freak him out! I'm part of him, we were one person."
"I'm going to talk to him" She smiled jumping up.
"Very funny" Spike chuckled, but she didn't laugh back. She was too busy running out of the lab.
She rushed into kitchen and grabbed her younger brother. "Chase, come with me" she said dragging him up the stairs.
"Bree, let go" he growled. "What's up with you?"
"Shhh" She whispered. "I'm getting Spike upstairs." Chase looked appalled.
"He's not supposed to be up here and he knows it."
"That's so stupid and he's just as much a goody-goody as you." She laughed quietly. "I had to lure him up here"
"And what do I have to do with that" He groaned.
"Everything" she giggled.
"BREE" a voice yelled from downstairs. "BREE." The girl couldn't stop giggling. She clutched Chase's shoulders to stop herself falling on the floor. Rushing up the stairs, Spike came running at them. "Bree, don't say it" He panted.
"What in the world is going on?" Chase finally shouted. The other two stared at him.
"I wasn't going to tell him" Bree said, as if it had been obvious.
"Tell me what?"
"Nothing" Bree chimed.
"Spike what won't she tell me?" Chase asked, getting angry. A blush began to form on the other boy's cheeks. He looked as if he was going to pass out.
"Spike, calm down" Bree gasped, rushing to him. "I'm sorry. I was just joking." It didn't do much. Spike slid down the wall, curling into a ball.
"Bree, go downstairs" Chase told her sternly. She wanted to protest, but decided it was best to leave them alone. She'd just have to make sure no one came up. "Spike, what's wrong?" Chase whispered, sitting down next to the boy.
"I don't want to talk" Spike spat. It was too much. He couldn't be around Chase, let alone talk to Chase.
"Please talk to me. I promise I'll help. If this is about being alone in the lab, then you don't have to go back down. We should never have forced you to stay down there. I trust you and everyone else will have to, too." Chase told him. He expected relief or happiness. He didn't expect his twin to begin shaking.
"You wouldn't understand" Spike whimpered.
"You are part of me. I will understand. You're not alone" Chase tried to put a hand on Spike, but it was immediately shaken off.
"You wouldn't trust me if I told you" Spike whispered. He finally looked up staring at the worried boy. Chase couldn't stand it. The utter defeat in Spike's eyes made him want to cry. He was hurting and he couldn't do anything for him.
"Please" Chase whispered. The expression in Spike's eyes changed. There was still the darkest sadness, but there was more. There was no more confusion, in its place was determination and resolve. It was a quick movement Chase never expected. Spike moved the last foot between their faces, placing the quickest kiss he could. Without waiting for a reaction, Spike stood and made his way to the Lab.
"Chase" Bree called, rushing up the stairs. He sat frozen with his back against the wall and his fingers touching his lips. "Chase, are you ok?" she whispered.
"What did he do?!" Adam screamed bounding up the stairs. He saw his little brother with his big wide eyes and pale skin. "He hurt you" he screamed, running back down. He got to the lab just in time to see Spike throwing objects in a backpack. "What did you do to him?!" Adam screamed. Flying at the boy, he grabbed him and threw him across the room. "You hurt him you little freak."
"I know" Spike whispered, refusing to get up.
"You hurt my little brother!" Adam screamed again not finding anything else to say. He didn't hear the screams as he slammed Spike repeatedly against the wall. He was too angry to hear bones cracking or blood pooling on the floor. Spike closed his eyes. He's right. I hurt Chase. This is what I deserve. The pain was terrible but good. This is what was meant to happen. Chase wouldn't have to hate him anymore.
Adam gasped as he sailed across the room. Chase engulfed him in another forcefield. "Don't move" yelled the youngest boy. "Mr. Davenport?" he asked.
"He's hurt bad. We need to get him in a tube before it's too late." The three of them picked up the limp bloody body and carried it to Chase's tube. Adam's jaw dropped when he finally saw the damage. There was a gaping hole in the boy's head and blood ran down his entire body. Bones jutted out in weird angles under the skin. He barely looked human. Once the boy was placed in the tube the three turned to Adam.
"I'm so sorry" Adam gasped. "I d-didn't know what I was d-doing." He watched Chase as he turned from his older brother, trying to hide the hurt in his eyes.
"Please leave" Chase said, pulling down the force field. "I want to be alone with him." Mr. Davenport nodded and ushered the kids upstairs. "Spike I'm so sorry" chase whispered. He rested his forehead against the tube. "I'm sorry."
