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The Marbella,

After taking care of the mess she had just made, Rose rushed into the third conference room. "Douglas, I can't believe you're-"

The moment Rose saw that it was Chase waiting for her, and not Douglas, he eyes widened, mouth gapped and voice stopped.

"Actually, it's me. Chase," her son corrected.

"Chase?" Rose echoed, her chest tightening at the realization that he was here in the flesh, right in front of him.

"Yeah," Chase nodded. "I know this must be a surprise-"

"A surprise?" Rose huffed. "You completely threw off my schedule for today. I am a very busy woman you should know,"

"I'm, I'm sorry," Chase mumbled.

Rose ran a hand through her hair. "What are you doing here anyway?"

"I came, I came to see you," Chase whispered, unable to make eye contact with his mother due to her cold, icy stare. "I thought maybe you might want to see me too,"

Rose sighed. "And what would possible make you think that I would want to see you, that I would want you here of all places,"

Chase shrugged. "Because your my mother?"

Rose rolled her eyes. "You need to leave,"

"What, why?" Asked a crushed Chase.

Rose stared pointedly towards him. "You shouldn't be here Chase,"

"Why?" Chase asked. "Why shouldn't I be here?"

"Because you may have already ruined everything Chase!" Rose snapped. "You should be in California. With your family,"

"But you are my family too, aren't you?" Chase asked quietly.

"Biologically, yes," Rose shrugged. "But that is it. Chase, don't you think if I wanted to be with you and your siblings I would have came for you by now,"

Chase bit his lip, silently listening to her.

Rose sighed. "Listen, Chase, I am sure you are a perfectly nice boy. But I have to much going on in my own life right now to entertain you. I'm sorry,"

Chase looked up from the floor after hearing a click and feeling cold metal snap on his wrist. "Why are you doing this?" Chase asked trying to yank his hand away from the chair's arm, which his hand was now cuffed to.

"I need you stay here for a little bit Chase," Rose replied, taking her cell phone out. "I'm calling your father,"

"Douglas? Why are you calling him?" Chase groaned.

"Because he needs to come and get you," Rose answered. "It isn't safe for you to stay here,"

"If there is danger here, then why am I handcuffed here?" Chase asked.

Rose rolled her eyes but a smiled a bit. "Because it's better to keep you right here until Douglas comes to retrieve you,"

"But that could take hours," Chase groaned. "And that is if he flies!"

"Relax boy, your father will come for you," Rose said before rushing out of the room.

She made her way down the hallway so that way Chase, or anyone one else for that matter, would not be able to hear here. Back against the wall, Rose curled up and began to sob. But she only let herself wallow for about twenty minutes, before she finally got her cell phone out and dialed his number. "D-Douglas?"

"Rose? What is going on?" Douglas asked.

"I, I know it's ri-risky to call, but this is important," Rose sighed, wiping the tears from her face.

Hearing her shaken voice, Douglas became greatly concerned. "Rose, what's wrong? Have you been crying?"

"Chase, he's here. In Miami. He- He found me," Rose told him. "You need to come get him before anything happens,"

"Is Chase okay?" Douglas asked, both frightened and relieved now that he knew where his son was.

"He seems fine, but you really need to come get him," Rose pleaded.

Douglas bit his lip. "Okay, I'll be there as soon as I can. Just be nice, okay?"

"Okay. I'll see you soon," Rose whispered. "I love you,"

"I love you too," Douglas smiled.

The Davenport Bionic Academy,

Douglas dashed around his room, throwing what little he needed in his duffle bag. He threw the duffle around his shoulder and ran down the hall. Before he could get to the hydro loop, he ran into his brother.

"Douglas, is everything okay?" Donald asked, seeing his brother's disheveled appearance.

"Uh, yeah. I just, just got a lead on where Chase might be, so I thought I would go check it out," Douglas shrugged.

Donald gasped. "You know where Chase might be?!"

Douglas shrugged. "Actually, I know where he is,"

"What?! How come you didn't bother to tell me?" Donald asked.

"Hey, I just found out myself. And now I am going to get Chase back," Douglas informed him.

"And why would you do that alone? Why not tell any of us?" Donald questioned, gritting his teeth as he saw his brother look away guiltily. "Douglas, what aren't you telling me?"

"Chase is in Miami," Douglas murmured.

"Miami?" Donald echoed, lightening up on his brother. "Why is he in Miami,"

"I, I guess he went to find Rose," Douglas sighed.

Donald clenched his fists out of concern. "Is Chase okay?"

Douglas nodded. "Yeah, but you know how crazy things are down there. He needs to get back here,"

"You're right," Donald sighed. "But Douglas,"

"What?"

Donald shuffled his feet and looked towards the ground. "I just wanted to say, that I am sorry for not believing you all those years ago. About Sin Rostro and Mutter and all that stuff. You tried to warn me then, but I wouldn't listen to you. I'm sorry,"

Douglas bit his lip. He wanted to reveal in the fact that his brother was apologizing and admitting that Douglas was right, but he couldn't. "It's okay Donald. I have to tell you something too though," Douglas then took a deep breath. "I have been communicating with Rose for the past six months,"

Donald's eyes nearly popped out of his skull. "What?!"

"I'm sorry," Douglas whispered.

"What made you think that would accomplish?! That sociopath causes nothing but trouble! I mean, she is crazy!" Donald ranted while his brother silently looked at his feet. Donald sighed. The only way to tell when he had hurt his brother was when Douglas no longer bothered to argue back.

"I know," Douglas whispered.

"Douglas, I'm sorry for insulting her. I know you really care about Rose," Donald apologized.

Douglas brushed it off with a shrug. "It's okay, because you're right. Rose isn't just a sociopath, she is, she is…"

"She is what?" Donald asked.

"She is Sin Rostro," Douglas admitted.

Donald slowly rubbed his chin, taking it all in. "Oh,"

"Yeah, I guess that just figures, doesn't it," Douglas sighed.

"What do you mean by that?" Donald asked.

"Everything! I mean, my mom's a psychopath, and maybe that's why I fell in love with Rose. Maybe that's why I act like a maniac so much of the time," Douglas cried, "It all adds up,"

Donald put a hand on his brother's shoulder. "Douglas, You aren't a maniac. A little eccentric, yes, but you are nothing like Sin Rostro or Mutter,"

"Maybe not now, but I've done some pretty bad things in the past, what if I turn evil again in the future?" Douglas moaned.

"You will not," Donald insisted. "You have us. Rose pushed the people she loved away, that is what lead to here going so far off the tracks,"

"Rose was just trying to protect us," Douglas asserted.

"Okay, but, I also want you to know that Mom, even if she is Mutter, can't make you do anything horrible. She raised me too, yet I am not a sociopath. You are going to be okay, I promise," he said, embracing his brother for what felt like an eternity.

"Donnie?" Douglas asked carefully.

"Yeah Douglas?"

"Mutter's activity at the Marbella didn't start until right after Mom and Dad got married. Doesn't that mean that Mom would have had to-"

"No, it doesn't ensure anything," Donald insisted. "And to be technical, Mom and Dad got married in April, but Mutter's schemes started back in December,"

"What would have changed then?" Douglas wondered.

Hearing his brother say this aloud, Donald realized something critical. His eyes widened and he wanted to scream his head off. "December. Elena left in December,"

"But if she left than she couldn't have-"

"She only moved about 20 minutes away," Donald huffed. "She could have easily controlled her operations from there,"

"So what are you saying?" Douglas asked slowly.

"That Elena must be Mutter, not Mom!" Donald growled.

"And where is Elena now?" Douglas asked.

Donald shrugged. "I never bothered to ask where she was staying. She has just been randomly showing up at my office every day or so,"

"Um, Don," Douglas whispered, his throat squeezed tight from fear.

"What?" Donald asked.

"Isn't Adam currently at your office?"

Davenport Industries Building,

Adam danced around the office, taking care of little last minute things. Being a Saturday afternoon, he was the only one still at the office, so Adam decided to enjoy himself.

"Excuse me," Elena muttered, clearing her throat to get Adam's attention.

Adam cut his dance short and turned to face her. "Um, sorry m'am, but Mr. Davenport isn't here right now,"

Elena smiled. "Oh, that's quite alright. You see, I'm here for you, not Donald,"

Adam raised an eyebrow. "You do realize I am just an intern here, right?"

"Of course," Elena nodded, "But I have something for you,"

"What it is?!" Adam asked excitedly, jumping a little.

Elena chuckled. "Just a little something,"

At that moment the phone rang, most likely his father trying to call and warn him, causing Adam to turn around to see who it was. Elena took her chance, drawing a syringe from her jacket and impaling it into Adam's neck. Squeezing the syringe so that not of drop of the serum went to waste, Elena held on tight until Adam collapsed onto the ground in front of her.

"Come on Adam, Grandma wants to take you on a little trip," Elena giggled, as several of her goons came into the room and lifted Adam up and out of the room. Taking him out of the building. Out of the county. Out of the state.

So, what do y'all think? Rose is, she well, she is Rose. No Giselle, sorry, but she'll be back soon (hopefully). How would you guys feel with me killing someone off? Just mull it over. Anyways, please leave a review if you can to communicate your critiques to me.

Also, I am sponsering a contest here on Fanfiction. More details can be found on my page, and it should be a lot of fun! It revolves around my favorite character, Douglas! The contest ends on May 21st, but if you want to participate but think yu will need more time, just PM. Or PM me if you have any questions. Thanks! ~AzulaTano.