Finally, they arrived at home only o find the living room empty.
"Hello?", Leo yelled "Anyone?"
"It seems like nobody's here", Chase said as he looked around.
"Hey, there's a note!", Bree said as she pointed to the kitchen counter. Leo walked over to the counter and read the note out loud: "Tasha is at the office, meet me in the lab. D. Davenport"
"So, let's get to the lab", Adam said.
"You go ahead", Leo replied "I'm gonna put my bag in my room".
Down in the lab, they saw mr. Davenport sitting at the cyberdesk typing.
"Hey guys", he said without looking up "How was school?"
"Not good!", Bree exclaimed.
Now mr. Davenport looked up and stood up from his chair: "How so? What happened?"
Adam explained everything that had happened that day, starting from his breakfast up to the explanation he was giving at that very moment.
When Adam was done, mr. Davenport turned to Chase: "Chase, what have they done to you?"
"They were pushing me around, bumping me into the lockers and the walls.", Chase explained calmly "I didn't want to, but I called Adam to come and help me. So when Adam got there, they pushed me over so I was stuck under the wheelchair."
Adam growled: "If you wouldn't have been, I certainly wouldn't have let Trent go that easily!"
"You did good, Adam.", mr. Davenport said while patting Adam's shoulder "And I'm proud that you held back so you could help Chase faster.". Then, he turned back to Chase: "Are you alright?"
Chase nodded: "Just some bruises, nothing too bad."
"Okay, but I still want to have a look at you.", mr. Davenport said "You may not feel anything in your legs, but that doesn't mean you can't get hurt."
Chase nodded and everyone went over to the infirmary, where Adam gently put Chase on the bed.
"Me and Adam will be upstairs", Bree said "just call when you have some results". After that, Adam and Bree left, leaving Chase and mr. Davenport alone.
"So, let's have a look…", mr. Davenport said while scanning Chase "Mmh.. Aha... Oh.. Auch..."
"Would you just tell me already?!", Chase yelled frustrated.
"Oh right! Sorry", mr. Davenport apologized "Seems like you've been lucky. Some bad bruises and a minor sprain to the left knee, but nothing that won't be gone by next week."
Chase sighed and smiled contently.
Mr. Davenport sat down on the bed next to Chase: "But maybe you should stay home for the next couple of days. If they get you again while you can't defend yourself, I don't think you'll be this lucky. Plus, what if Adam isn't around the next time?"
Chase nodded: "You're right, mister Davenport. Maybe I can help you with my chiplike I used to help you with your projects?"
Mr. Davenport looked at his son and saw the slight insecurity in his eyes. Suddenly, he saw the teenager his son was instead of the mature adult he always pretended to be. He smiled and put his arm around Chase's shoulders: "Sounds good to me. Some good old-fashioned father-son time."
Chase smiled: "That would be nice."
Mr. Davenport smiled back: "We should go upstairs. We promised we'd give them the results of the scanner."
Chase nodded: "So, who is gonna help me back into my wheelchair?"
"I am, of course!", mr. Davenport exclaimed.
"Oh boy…", Chase gulped.
"Hey!", mr. Davenport said, slightly offended "I'm still a strong man!"
"If you say so…", Chase muttered.
Mr. Davenport put his arms under Chase's back and knees, took a deep breath and lifted Chase.
"See?", he said proudly "I can lift you!"
"Yes, I see", Chase said "Now, would you please put me down before you drop me? I can feel your muscles trembling!"
"Ok", mr. Davenport said as he put Chase down in his wheelchair "Now, let's go."
Once upstairs, Adam and Leo were standing in the kitchen discussing the taste of a cucumber.
Bree was sitting on the couch with Tasha, explaining what had happened that day.
When Tasha saw them walking out of the elevator she rushed over to them and kneeled in front of Chase: "Honey, are you okay? Are you hurt?"
"I'm fine Tasha. Honestly!", Chase smiled "Just some bruises and a minor sprain in my knee, but I'll be fine."
"Chase will be staying home with me for the rest of the week", mr. Davenport said "It's safer that way. Plus, that way he can help me fix his chip and hopefully, I'll get it done even faster."
"Good idea.", Tasha said "It'll be good for the two of you to have some quality time together!"
"Yeah", mr Davenport said as he patted Chase's shoulder.
When Tasha had turned to Adam and Leo to stop their discussion that was quickly escalating into a fight, Chase turned around to look at mr. Davenport : "Thank you for letting me help you again."
Mr. Davenport chuckled: "It's your chip I'm working on! How could I refuse?"
"Oh, I'm sure you would find a way!", Chase answered with a smirk on his face.
They laughed together and spent the rest of the day in front of the TV, watching a comedy with the entire family.
Author's note: Hi! I know, late update! Small writers block, but it's fixed now! :D
One more chapter to go: Will Chase be able to walk again?
Thanks for reading! :D
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