A/N: I'M. SO. SORRY! Oh my goodness guys I'm so sorry it took me so long to get this chapter up! Fanfiction has been giving me problems and this is my fifth (and hopefully last) attempt at trying to post this. Thank you guys for waiting and I really appreciate all of you who are still following and favoriting this story! I really hope you enjoy this chapter and I'd like to give a huge thank you to Littlest1 for giving me the inspiration for this chapter and all of their amazing reviews! As always I own nothing except for Leelee and Hanna. All rights go to Disney XD, Disney, and the creators of Lab Rats. Enjoy!
Warnings: Some language, mentions of torture, kidnapping, experimenting on humans, and death (nothing graphic).
Chapter Nine: Questions and Answers
Bree awoke early the next morning to a knock on the door that separated her room from Adam and Chase's.
Throwing the blankets aside and taking a moment to stretch, Bree got up and opened the door revealing Oliver standing in the doorway with a bundle of clothes in his arms. Out of the corner of her eye she saw Chase poking the sleeping bear that was Adam and trying to wake him up.
"Hey." Oliver said, holding the clothes out to Bree. "I brought all of you a change of clothes. Breakfast starts soon so you've got five minutes to get ready. Kaz and I'll be waiting out in the hall if you need anything." Bree thanked him and when Oliver left, she turned her attention over to her brothers.
Chase chucked a pillow directly at Adam's head and Bree chuckled as Adam shot up like a bullet, startled and confused for a moment before he realized what happened and started to yell at Chase.
Bree shut the door and rolled her eyes as her brothers continued to fight with each other. Sometimes they really could be so immature, but Bree knew that this was their way of dealing with the situation. Whenever something bad happened, the boys would yell and fight as a way of taking their anger out on each other. Then they'd end up making up, apologizing and hugging it out, although Bree knew both of them would deny that until the day they died.
Bree peeled off her old clothes and pulled on the t-shirt and leggings Oliver had given her. Not having any other shoes to wear, Bree slipped on her blue converse and knocked on the door to her brothers' room.
"Come in." Chase said and Bree opened the door, revealing Adam and Chase looking just as exhausted and thrown together as Bree did. Adam sat on the bed looking at the ground, completely silent. The exact opposite of his usual talkative, happy-go-lucky self. Knowing Adam was less likely to talk to her than Chase, Bree turned her attention to her younger brother.
"Are you okay?" Bree asked and Chase sighed, running a hand through his hair.
"No." He answered honestly and Bree was a bit taken aback. Chase turned to face her.
"I just..."
"Don't understand?" Bree asked. Chase nodded and Bree continued.
"I don't either." She sighed. "I just don't understand how we could have failed her so badly. Why its always Lea that we end up losing or almost losing." Chase put a hand on his sister's shoulder.
"We'll find a way to fix this Bree." Chase promised, but Bree wasn't so hopeful.
The three walked out into the hall where Kaz and Oliver waited. The two boys looked shocked that the Lab Rats had actually listened and only taken five minutes to get ready. That, or they were just surprised to see them looking so frazzled.
When Donald and Douglas came out of their room, the group started walking down the hall towards the Dining Hall in silence.
Oliver was the one who broke the silence when they reached the entrance to the Hall.
This is the Dining Hall." Oliver began. "Meals are served between seven and eight, noon and one, and six and seven. One of us will keep showing you the way until you get used to it. Although I'm kinda hoping you're not here long enough for that to happen." Oliver sheepishly admitted and Bree had to smile. Even in a post apocalyptic future Oliver was still the shy, sweet boy she knew from her time.
Oliver pushed open the heavy doors with both hands, revealing an enormous space that was large enough to house at least ten of the Davenports house back in Mission Creek. Long tables stretched across the room in even rows on either side of the entryway. There were thousands of people of all shapes, sizes, and ages in the room, much more than was in the group of people that greeted them yesterday. Benches that were equally as long as the tables provided a seat for everyone to sit and eat as well as chat with friends and neighbors.
"Come on." Kaz said, walking into the room with Oliver following behind. "We'll show you where you can get some grub." The Davenports hurried after them, uncomfortably aware of the thousands of pairs of eyes that were now focused on them.
Kaz and Oliver lead them over to a large stone counter where a young woman around seventeen or eighteen stood behind, trying not to gawk at the time traveling family and failing miserably.
"Seven regular breakfasts, no allergies." Kaz said, and the girl turned towards him and nodded before disappearing behind a door into what was most likely a kitchen. The girl reappeared a few minutes later with another woman, both carrying trays of food.
"Here you go." The girl said and Kaz flashed her a grateful smile. He and Oliver grabbed their trays of food and lead the Davenports over to a table where Taylor, Logan, and Daniel were already looked up and smiled.
"Hey guys." Daniel said, his family returning his smile. Adam took a spoonful of what was in his biggest bowl and let it slide off his spoon.
"What is this...goop?" Adam said, making a face. His siblings snickered while everyone else tried hard not to chuckle.
"It's oatmeal Adam." Bree said, taking a big bit of hers. Adam crinkled his nose.
"Ew." He said, and Chase rolled his eyes. "Adam, I've seen you eat about half a dozen marbles before. You'll live."
"Sorry Adam." Logan said sympathetically. "We don't really have access to animals like cows, pigs, and chickens anymore, so we don't have the typical breakfasts your used to. You're gonna have to wait until you get home in order to eat bacon and eggs."
The group ate in silence for a few minutes until Bree spoke up.
"So where's your fearless leader?" Bree said, almost spitting out the last two words as if they left a bad taste in her mouth. The group of Resistance members recognized the sarcasm in Bree's question, but chose to ignore it.
"Leelee's on morning patrol with the Beta Team. They're the kids who's skill level is sort of in the middle. They're not as good as us but they're pretty damn good." Taylor said, taking a bite of her food. Seeing the confused look on the time-traveling family's faces, Logan decided to elaborate.
"Everyone in the Resistance is trained to fight and go on patrols. Many had some sort of training before they came here, but everyone is retrained in different ways of fighting. We have different patrol groups all at different levels. Kaz, Oliver, Taylor and I are the Elites, we're the highest up and the best skilled. Daniel's in Team Alpha. That's the group who's skills are just below us. Then there's Team Beta, that's the group Leelee went on patrol with, Team Asia, Team Echo, and the last team is Team Quantico."
"Wow." Chase said. "So does Leelee train everyone?" He asked, but Oliver shook his head while Kaz let out a dry chuckle.
"Yeah right." he said while Oliver tossed a glare in his direction. Oliver sighed before picking up where his best friend left off.
"In the beginning, Leelee and M trained all of the Resistance together, as well as the patrol teams. That is...until Tobias. Leelee refused to train anyone after that. The last people she trained was Team Alpha. Leelee's the best of the best when it comes to fighting, but M's a close second. He trains everyone now, but Leelee goes on patrols sometimes to help."
Douglas looked up from his banana. "What's the deal with Tobias? Who is he?" He asked and the four future boys all exchanged a look before glancing at Taylor who just shook her head.
"Sorry guys." Kaz replied somewhat sheepishly. "Future consequences."
Bree swallowed another spoonful of oatmeal. "What is her deal?" Bree huffed. "And why does everyone just do what she says anyway?I thought you guys said you had a leader. Not a dictator." A look of calm anger came over the faces of the Elites and Daniel.
"She's not a dictator." Taylor said calmly. "She's a good woman and great leader. Everyone in this Resistance trusts her with their lives. Including us."
"Yeah, but why?" Chase asked, honestly confused.
"Because she-" "Daniel." Taylor cut him off mid-sentence, warning him. Daniel looked directly at her.
Trust me. Taylor sighed. Don't say anything Lee will kill you for later. Daniel couldn't help but smirk.
No promises. If Taylor could, she'd be rolling her eyes right now.
"Guys," Daniel began. "we know Leelee can be a little-"
"Pushy."
"Controlling."
"Mean."
"Manipulative."
"My-way-way-or-the-high-way."
"I was going to say difficult." Daniel chuckled, amused by his family's description of Leelee. But Daniel's smile slipped off his face when he continued talking.
"What do you mean?" Davenport asked, brow furrowing. Taylor sighed, deciding to interject.
"When Krane and Giselle first took over, Giselle had created an android chip. They're just like bionic chips, only they use android technology instead of bionic. Giselle and Krane started experimenting on humans, inputing the android chips and making them a part of their army. Leelee was one of these people."
"She managed to escape with M some months after she was captured." Logan said, taking over for Taylor. "The Island fell not too long after Krane and Giselle took over. Taylor and I were able to save most of the students and put them up somewhere safe for the time being. We tried to leave Daniel there too, but he's just as God damned stubborn as the rest of you." Everyone chuckled at that, including Daniel.
"That's when they found us." Kaz said, motioning to himself and Oliver. "Mighty Med was deserted and crumbling and Oliver and I had just managed to make it out alive."
"The six of us wondered around for a few days." Oliver said That's when we found Lee and M. They told us everything that had happened and was happening at the Empire and that's when we all knew we couldn't take this lying down."
"I take it that's when the Resistance was formed?" Douglas asked and Taylor answered.
"You got it." She said. "We all helped, but it was Leelee's idea. She's the one who came up with the idea of where the main base would be, how we'd create it, how we'd hide it. She also created the cloaking technology to disguise all our safe-houses. She never asked to be the leader, and I honestly don't even think she wanted to be the leader, but everyone trusts her and she's the most qualified. She's not selfish enough to just leave us to fend for ourselves, no matter what she wants to do." Taylor sighed as she finished, reaching next to her for Logan's hand. Daniel looked from his friends to his family.
"Just try and give Leelee a chance guys." He said and smirked at the sour faces and groans that crossed their faces and came from their mouths.
"Come on." Daniel said, standing up with his tray and walking towards a trash can, his friends and family following. Daniel dumped his trash into a bin and went into the hallway while everyone else did the same. The Davenports followed the Elites and Daniel as they lead them down the hall.
"Where are we going?" Bree asked looking around. Taylor didn't even look back as she answered.
"The DA." She said and before anyone could question what the DA was, Taylor spoke again.
"It's the arena where everyone is trained and where we have scrimmages to sharpen up on our skills." Taylor paused as she opened the doors to the arena, revealing a cavern larger than the Dining Hall that held a mixture of barracks, armory, training gear, weapons training center, and obstacle courses all rolled into one.
Taylor looked back and smirked at the Davenports who stood with the mouths wide open.
"Time to learn how to fight."
That's chapter nine. Hope you guys enjoyed! Please review!
Next chapter: M's identity is revealed and the Davenports learn how to fight and train in a resistance.
