~I do not own Lab Rats~
Leo's POV:
What's taking Bree so long? We've finished cleaning everything up, and we've now been waiting a little while for Bree to come back, hopefully with Chase.
"Why did you even say it in the first place?" I ask Big D, who stops working on one of the broken inventions to look at me.
"I already told you, he-"
"No, that's not what I meant." He gives me a puzzled look, and waits for me to continue. "Even if he did push you, you still wouldn't have said it. So, why did you?"
"You want the truth?"
"Yeah," I say in an obvious tone.
"Well, the truth is, I don't know. The words came out of my mouth before I knew what I was saying. I guess there might be the tiniest part of me that could've meant it, but I don't know. With his hair, and how he almost joined Douglas. I guess he might remind me of him a little."
"Seriously? How could you even say that?" I ask completely flabbergasted. "Chase is in no way like Douglas, personality wise. And, he didn't almost join Douglas; he was just luring him here so we could capture him."
"Don't you think I know that?!" He starts to get angry, but immediately calms himself down. "I just wish I could take back what I said, but I can't. I will always regret it, and if Chase can't bring himself to forgive me, I understand. I would have trouble forgiving me if I was in his place."
"You would?" A small voice suddenly asks from behind us. We both look over, and stare directly into the tearful face of Chase. Bree has joined Adam off to the side, so Chase is standing alone in front of the elevator.
"Yes, Chase, I would, but you're not me. You can forgive a lot easier than I can, and I really hope that you will." Big D starts to approach Chase cautiously.
"I-I still don't know if I can," Chase stutters out softly.
"Please, I really truly did not mean it, and I will never forgive myself for saying that. I hurt you, and if you can forgive me, I would truly and completely appreciate it. Please?"
"I-" Chase stops himself, and suddenly rushes forward, straight into a surprised Big D's arms. "I forgive you."
"Chase, I'm so, so, so sorry." Big D tightens the head, and Chase leans his head into his left shoulder with tears brimming his eyes and sniffling.
"I know," Chase chokes out softly. A smile spreads across Adam, Bree, and I's faces, and simultaneously we all join in on the hug.
"Alright," Big D says as we break the hug, "time for bed all of you." We all groan. "It's been a long day, and we all could use some sleep." Just to emphasize it all, I end up yawning.
"Okay, we're going, we're going." Bree puts her hands up and heads into her capsule, the same motion is followed by Adam and Chase.
Big D turns and faces me with his arms crossed. "What? I'm going, I'm going." I put my hands up the same as Bree, and walk into the elevator.
Adam's POV:
"Adam, wake up!" I wake up to the pounding on my capsule, and the slightly yelling voice of Bree.
"Ugh, I'm sleeping; wake me when it's tomorrow." I groan without opening my eyes, and Bree stops pounding.
"Alright, fine, then you'll just have to miss breakfast." My eyes snap open at her comment, and rush straight out my capsule, almost knocking Bree over.
"Um, Adam, you might want to change first." I look down at my pajamas, and I become embarrassed while steeping back into my capsule. A couple seconds later, and I'm in my day clothing. "Better," Bree compliments.
"Good, now, to breakfast!" I stretch my arm out in a superman pose, and run into the elevator. And I literally mean I ran into the elevator. I smacked my head against the doors, and fall flat on my back. Bree rushes over and helps me up, and the whole time I keep a big grin on my face. The food was my motivation the whole time.
"Are you alright?" Bree asks me, and I keep my grin.
"Yeah, I'm fine," I say cheerfully as the elevator opens up. I rush into it, with Bree following as she rolls her eyes.
When the elevator opens up again, I instantly make a beeline for the kitchen, surprising Tasha at the stove.
"Adam!" She yells while playfully whacking me with an oven mitt. "The French toast will be done in a couple minutes, just be patient."
I humph, cross my arms, and plop down on the couch with a frown. Bree joins almost right away, but is laughing when she sits down next to me.
"Where's Chase?" I suddenly ask while looking around.
"Oh, he's still sleeping," Bree starts. "He had a long day yesterday, so Mr. Davenport said that we should just let him sleep."
"So, he gets to sleep, but I don't?"
"Adam, I already told you that he had a long day, and he definitely deserves some sleep."
"Fine," I huff again and lean back with another frown.
"First round of French toast is ready!" Tasha suddenly calls, and my frown instantly changes to a smile. I bound up from the couch, and rush over to the table, almost knocking Tasha over in the process.
"Sorry," I quickly apologize as I sit down.
"It's fine; just watch where you're going next time. Oh, and make sure to leave some for everyone else." Tasha says with a smile before heading back into the kitchen.
"Ugh, why did you have wake me up?" Leo complains while walking into the kitchen with Mr. Davenport behind him. "I was in the middle of the most amazing dream! Beyoncé was there, and she was showing me off as her boyfriend. She was showing me off, rather than the other way around!"
"Sorry, Leo, I didn't want you missing breakfast," Mr. Davenport apologizes.
"What about Chase? He's not up," Leo asks as he takes a seat and starts to pile up on the French toast.
"That's different," Mr. Davenport points out.
"How so?" Leo asks while crossing his arms.
"You don't have to answer that, I'm up!" Chase says from the elevator, with his hands up in surrender.
"You didn't have to," Mr. Davenport says.
"Yeah, well, Bree woke me up. While she was trying to wake Adam up, she woke me up too."
"Oh, sorry," Bree says quickly while poking her French toast awkwardly.
"No, it's perfectly fine. I'm actually kind of glad you woke me up."
"You are?" Bree raises an eyebrow, and Chase smiles as he grabs a piece of French toast.
"Well, yeah. Today is a reminder that school starts tomorrow, and I want to enjoy that fact."
Bree groans, but then puts on a smile, "Only you Chase, only you."
"Is that a problem?" He asks while looking fake hurt. He keeps his smile when reaching for another piece of French toast, but the smile immediately fades when the piece goes flying across the table, smacking Leo in the face across from him.
"Leo, I am so sorry," Chase gasps. "I didn't mean to-"
"It's fine, it's fine," Leo laughs.
"Good, because I was worried-" Chase stops himself when the rest of the French toast on the center plate goes flying at Leo again. This time, however, he is able to duck in the nick of time. "Sorry, sorry, I think it's my molecular kinesis."
"It's alright, but I think..." Leo shifts to the chair next to him, "I'll move here."
Chase gives a small laugh, "Yeah, I think that would be a good idea." Chase reaches for his knife and fork to cut his breakfast, but those too go flying. Both of them jabbing into the wall, right behind where Leo was sitting a few seconds earlier.
"Good thing I moved," Leo mumbles.
"I-I think I'm just going to eat it with my hands," Chase says shakily. He cautiously brings his hand to a piece of French toast, and is able to clasp his hand around it. He install breathes out a sigh of relief, and takes a bite. "Good, I was worried that I would be able to eat," he laughs.
Everyone's gaze is immediately on Chase.
"What?" He asks confused.
"You seem a lot happier today, and your glitching without panic or anything. Who are you, and what have you done with Chase?" Bree asks for all of us.
"Oh, I was able to figure out a solution to my glitching," he answers like it's no big deal.
Mr. Davenport's POV:
I practically dropped my plate at Chase's comment, but I was able to stop myself.
"You what?" I ask shocked.
"I figured out how to stop my glitching, but I'm not sure how you'll react to my solution." Chase plays with his hands in a nervous way.
"It can't be that bad, and a solution is a solution. I don't care what it is, I'm for it."
"Can I have that in writing?" Chase bites his lip nervously.
"Huh?"
"Never mind, just promise me you will go through with everything."
"I don't think I have any other choice," I admit. "So, what is it?"
"It's not exactly a what," he says and we all give confused looks. "I think it would be best if I were to show you, rather than explain. If that's alright with you."
"I don't see why not." He's honestly starting to make a little nervous, and Chase has a habit of doing that. But, there is no other choice at the moment, so I'll have to go through with whatever he has planned. And hey, what could be so bad that he thinks I won't go through with it?
"Good, we'll leave after breakfast."
"Wait, leave, where exactly are we going?" I ask getting very confused.
"You'll have to wait and see, just trust me on this, okay?"
"Alright, I'm trusting you." I sigh knowing that this gut feeling I have may be warning me correctly.
"Thanks," Chase gives me a wavering smile before finishing his breakfast.
"Well, I have to go, but I wish you the best of luck Chase." Tasha announces while giving Chase a small hug, and then proceeding in leaving for work.
"Thanks!" Chase yells as Tasha closes the door.
"So, are we all going?" Bree asks while rinsing off her plate.
"You can if you want, I guess," Chase shrugs.
"Sweet, I call shotgun!" Adam yells and then scarfs down a piece of French toast.
"Actually, I think I should, as I am the only person who knows where we are going."
"Awww," Adam pouts.
"Sorry, but he's right," I say.
"Fine," Adam huffs in response.
Fifteen minutes later, we all pile into my new self-driving car. I made another not too long ago, but rarely use it. I am in the driver's seat, with Chase next to me, and Adam, Bree, and Leo in the back. Leo, unfortunately for him, got stuck in the middle.
"So, are you going to tell me where to go, or put it in the GPS?" I ask, and Chase thinks for a minute.
"I think it would be best if I just put it in the GPS, so you won't have to drive." Chase answers while putting the coordinates in.
"Good call," I stretch back and give a tiny yawn.
"Falling asleep, however, wouldn't be the best idea," Chase comments.
"I know, I was just yawning," I protest and Chase gives a smile.
"Okay, here we go," Chase finishes and we start moving.
"So, you're not going to tell me where we're going, are you?" I ask observantly.
"What makes you think that?" Chase jokes.
"Oh, I don't know. Maybe the fact that you haven't yet, you're acting secretive about it, and you made it so I can't see the GPS." I point out, and finish while gesturing to the turned GPS.
"Well, then I guess you're right," Chase smiles.
"Ow, Adam, watch it!" Leo suddenly yells from behind me, and I look into the mirror to Adam quickly move his elbow from Leo's face.
"Sorry, Leo, there's just not enough room in here." Adam shuffles a little more, and once again he hits Leo. This time his whole left arm hits Leo in the side.
"Ow! Adam!" Leo yells frustrated.
"Sorry, you just keep getting in my way."
"Your way! I can barely even move, you keep entering my personal space." Leo argues while shoving Adam into his door.
"Hey, don't push!" Adam shoves Leo back into Bree.
"Hey, stop it you two!" Bree yells at them.
"Stop what?" Adam asks innocently. "This?" He shoves Leo again into Bree, who pushes Leo right back into him.
They continue to push Leo back and forward repeatedly, until I intersect. I whirl around to face them. "Stop it, all of you! If you don't I'll make Bree super speed you all back home, and only Chase and I will go."
They instantly come to a halt, causing Leo to fall into Adam's lap. He pushes himself up with a groan. "Thank you," he says to me.
"So?" I ask.
"We'll stop," Adam and Bree says at the same time.
"Good," I smile and turn back around.
"You stopped them just in time too," Chase comments.
"Why?" I ask slightly confused.
"Because, we're here." I look outside at the building in front of me, and I can't figure out why he brought us here.
"Why did you bring us here?" Bree asks while peering out her window.
"You'll see," Chase replies as he opens his door and hops out. We all follow him in the action. He gestures with his hand for us to follow, which we obviously do.
The inside is just how I remember, damp, cold, harsh, and plain. Nothing much else you could say to describe this place.
"Hold on," Chase walks up to the counter and talks to the woman behind it. It doesn't take too long, as he mainly only had to point to me for assurance. The last gives the tiniest of smiles, before slipping something to Chase. He's too far for any of us to see what it was. She says one more thing, before Chase thanks her and comes back to us.
"Follow me," he gestures.
Chase leads us down a few halls, and into a very large elevator. It is mainly made of medal, with tan paint on it that's chipping off. I have to swat Adam's hand to stop him from peeling some off. Chase inserts a key, which is what the lady must've given to him, and a button lights up. He presses it, and we start moving. The elevator comes to a halt at the bottom-most level, which requires a key to access.
The doors open up, and we walk down a very long hallway. We come into a few puddles that have appeared due to all the moisture. Bree complained only once about getting her shoes wet.
The whole way we also pass various amounts of cells, most empty. A couple, however, contained people who didn't sound too happy. Finally, Chase stops in front of the very last cell, and knocks on the high-security door. Chase inserts his key, and it click the door open. With his right hand, he slowly pushes the door open.
Behind the door, are cell bars for extra security. But, beyond those is a man, who cautiously starts to approach us.
As soon as he comes into view, a glare appears on my face.
"Donnie, I was wondering when you'd show up!" He gives a villainous smile, and I am forced to stare straight into the eyes of my brother.
A/N: I completely apologize for the wait, and hopefully this chapter made up for it. Bad news though, the long waiting isn't exactly over yet. I've recently started tennis, and that takes up a lot of time. Time, which I usually dedicate to fanfiction writing, sorry. Also, school starts up again a week from Tuesday, so updating will surely slow down even more then. Finally, I meant to finish this chapter yesterday, but I completely forgot about band camp, so I couldn't.
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Coacoa: Honestly, my dad and brother are much bigger fans than I am, but I still really like it! Hm…you could look at my favorite authors tab on my profile, maybe you'll like one of them. Anyway, thanks! :D
daphrose: I did end up seeing your whole review the next day. Also, I want to apologize for my spelling mistakes on my review for chapter 15 of 'I'm a Monster' I didn't get the chance to double check it, so LAN is actually land if you didn't get that. If there are any you didn't know, just tell me. I will never do Brase; they are strictly siblings and nothing more (besides friends). Maybe I will talk to her, I don't know. Thanks for the minion; I shall put it to good use. Currently using it to guard my new sword, which I believe you've met. Suspense? Absolutely expect more of that! Anyway, thanks for the review! :D
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