Last Time on Bree's Baby Girl:
Chase's P.O.V.
Adam, Bree and I are playing Mario on three player when I hear it. Sofie's sonic scream. I immediately pause the game.
"Guys, did you hear that?" I say.
"What was that?" Bree asks.
"Sofie!" Adam says and we all run down to the lab.
When we get down, the glass in the lab is shattered and Mr. Davenport is laying on the floor unconscious.
"Mr. Davenport!" Adam says and picks him up.
"Sofie!" Bree screams and speeds around the house.
I go over to the cyberdesk and open the chip GPS.
"Whoever it was, they disabled her GPS." I say.
"It was Douglas." Mr. Davenport says, now standing upright, "and Marcus."
"Marcus! Our friend Marcus?" I say.
"Yes." Mr. Davenport says.
Leo was right.
Chapter 4: Secrets That No One Told Her (FYI: In this, they know Douglas, But they don't know Marcus is evil. Also, Adam has his blast wave ability. Oh really? Yes.)
Bree's P.O.V.
"Douglas has my daughter!" I exclaim, looking at Mr. Davenport.
"Yes. I'm sorry Bree." Mr. Davenport answers and I feel mad. Like mad enough, I could be Spike.
"Hey." Adam says.
"Adam. We don't need a dimwitted idea." Chase replies, trying to track Sofia's chip signal.
"But." Adam says.
"It's fine Adam." Mr. Davenport says.
Adam looks like someone just stabbed him with a fork because of the hurt look on his face.
Sofie's P.O.V. (Where's mine? Marcus!)
I don't know where I am. It looks like a warehouse lab and I'm stuck in an electric cage. I try to use my GPS like Daddy taught me, but it's not working. I don't get it. Why is this about me? What did I do to them?
"Trying to use your bionics, eh?" The big one asks, coming into this part of the warehouse, "Well don't bother. The cage takes away your bionics."
"What do you want?" I say, trying to sound innocent.
"To control you, Adam, Bree and Chase, my granddaughter." He says and I'm confused.
"Huh? You aren't my grandfather. Mhr. Davenport is." I say. I can't say mister very well.
"No. I'm your mommy's daddy." He says and I feel my heart stop for a second.
"What? No. No no no no no!" I exclaim.
"Yes. Now answer a few questions and then I'll let you go." He says
"No." I say.
"Fine, but you will or my name isn't Douglas Davenport!" He yells and then walks out of the room.
Adam's P.O.V.
I have a good idea. Like the day we teleported Tasha. But of course no one listens.
"Adam. What's wrong?" Bree asks me, sitting in the chair next to me.
"I have an actual smart idea." I pout.
"Well what is it?" Bree questions, actually interested.
"To track Marcus' cell phone." I say.
"Adam, that's brilliant!" Bree exclaims, getting the attention of both Chase and Mr. Davenport.
"What?" They both say.
"Track Marcus' cell phone to figure out their location." I mutter, but they all hear me.
"Adam. Good point." Chase says, obviously not wanting to admit that I have a good idea.
Twenty minutes later, we have a signal to follow.
~Hey. I think I've taken care of my little Marcus problem.
How?
Or I haven't.
Cleo, gosh. Calm down.
Marcus. I could make you crushed like a bug.
You wouldn't.
I would. Ciao.