A/N: Here we go, guys, the plot picks back up. I'm really excited to post this chapter, and you'll see why as soon as you read it. *shoos you down to story*
Episode: None!
Rating: Low T, I think
Warning: The bad kind of ketchup
Inspiration: Chase and Adam interactions over the show
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A roar rent the silence, growing louder. Chase turned, and we could see a dark shape.
"A helicopter," Chase breathed, in relief.
It was a rescue copter, and the medics, Don and Jon, helped us in, smiling.
"Hey, boys, we've heard a lot about you. You okay?"
"Adam's hurt," Chase answered. "Concussion. I'm fine."
"I should really check you out, just in case," Don answered.
Chase nodded. "Adam first, though."
The ride was quiet, the medics busy. Then-
"Jon!" Don snapped, suddenly.
I glanced over, seeing Chase go pale and tip over, blood spilling out of his open coat front...