A/N: Hello, everyone! I hope your day is going well. :) For the drabble, I kind of assumed Chase's super intelligence let him learn sign language faster than Bree.
Thanks to Corianna15 for reviewing several chapters, to T. F. Crosby (I agree, I think Adam was kind of impressed but simultaneously weirded out), and to a Guest for reviewing to ask me to continue this arc. I think I will. ;)
Keep reviewing to let me know it you'd like to see more of this arc, or you'd like me to move on after the next one. Thanks! :)
Episode: Spike V. Spikette
Rating (This arc): Low T, because Chase will be sad.
Warnings: Chase sadness. Actually, basically everyone will be sad, now that I think about it, so just sad people in general.
Inspiration: What if Kate's sonic scream had messed up Chase's hearing in the last scene? After all, Chase doesn't get up from that hit... *here the story is born*
This drabble in particular, I wanted to let Bree learn from her and Adam's mistakes, and try to help. Plus, Douglas angst!
Be the reason someone smiles today! :)
Douglas paused, peeking into the room. Chase and Bree sat together on the floor, ignoring the couch right behind them. Bree had a book open in front of her, and was trying to copy a motion from it. Chase's Epad slipped to the floor, forgotten. He glanced at Bree's book.
"It's more like this," he said, demonstrating. Bree nodded, adjusting her hands accordingly.
Tears pricked at Douglas's eyes as he turned away. Bree was learning sign language, so that Chase wouldn't have to rely on lipreading. He had taken away Chase's ability to communicate; Bree was trying to give it back.