So, here's the next one! Things are just starting to get good now. What do I mean by that? Well, you will just have to keep on reading...*cue evil laughter* Ahem. Anyway, the sound track for this would be "Blown Away" by Carrie Underwood, "Shatter Me" by Lindsey Sterling featuring Lucy Hale, or "Don't You Worry Child" by Swedish House Mafia, or even "Numb" by Linkin Park. A lot of songs there for you.
I honestly like everyone a lot with the story, but especially "Don't You Worry Child", and "Blown Away".
I know, I know, you might be thinking; "a country song? How will that go with it?". And even though the words don't make any sense with this story, the mood from the song fits it pretty well, as it is fairly minor. Also, something I keep forgetting to ask; did anyone know that VX is a real poison? I searched for the most deadly poisons and found that one in the top three.
Anyway, I hope you like this and don't forget to check out the responses to the reviews! :)
Guest: I needed to for the story! But don't worry, if you read this chapter, you just might get a special surprise! ;)
Anonlabratslover: Well, I take crying as a good thing from one of my stories, so...but you are very wise to not give up on him yet...
Brentinator: I know! He's so young! But just keep on reading... ;)
Pink-Libra-Girl: *squeals* I'm so glad you liked it! Your reviews literally mean so much to me! Like SO MUCH! I honestly feel like it's not that great of a story sometimes, but your reviews always make me smile! :) I always look forward to receiving them. They literally mean so much to me. I hope you enjoy this little chapter! Really? You listen to the soundtracks? Thanks! It's surprisingly kind of hard to try and find the right one for the chapter, but the on by Simple Plan just seemed to fit perfectly! Even though I did kind of write it based off the song, but oh well. I love the band Simple Plan, so I'm glad it worked out. ;) Thanks again for the reviews; I feel like I use too many emoticons and exclamation points...eh. Whatever. ;P
Bree sighed as she walked down towards the lab with Adam. They had both decided that they needed to sleep; even though it will be extremely difficult to do so with the empty capsule in between them.
When they reached the lab, they met Donald who practically ran into them. They all three stumbled backwards.
"Oh, I'm sorry, guys." He said as they all straightened. "I told Douglas over the phone about...Chase," He paused for only a split second, and Bree swallowed hard at the mention of his name.
"And he wanted me to immediately bring him back home. So, I'll be back in an hour," Donald said quietly, an awkward air surrounding them; none of them knowing what to do without Chase. Even though it had just happened, things were still so...different. Adam nodded, but before Donald could leave, Bree spoke up.
"Wait, Mr. Davenport, I can get Douglas." She said and Donald frowned as he placed a comforting hand on her shoulder, and she found herself yearning for the contact.
"Are you sure about that, Bree? This isn't something that you have to do. I know how hard of a day it's been." Donald said and she shrugged.
"I know. But it's been hard on all of us. And if I do it with my speed, he'll be here in a matter of seconds, but if you go, it'll take forever for you to get back. We've all had a tough day, and a couple more seconds won't hurt me." She said quietly, trying but failing to keep the exhaustion out of her voice.
She wasn't really physically tired, but she was just emotionally...exhausted. They all were. You could tell by their actions and their voices. Donald nodded.
"Thanks, Bree. You know where he's at, right?" He stated sincerely with a small and tired smile, and she nodded. She knew that he was at one of his old labs, gathering all of his old tech to bring back.
They all trusted him not to do anything wrong. In a matter of moments, she was next to Douglas, ignoring his startled surprise, and explaining to him that she would take him back home.
And in a few more seconds, they were back at the lab. Donald was sitting by the cyber desk conversing quietly with Adam. They both looked up at her and Douglas, ignoring the wind that blew across their faces. "Thanks, Bree." Donald said and she nodded in response.
"I'm going to go to bed now," She mumbled quietly as she headed towards her capsule.
"Wait!" Douglas exclaimed and she turned around at his voice. "I need to talk to you all. Is Leo anywhere around here?"
"I'm right here," Leo said quietly as he entered the room; looking as disheveled as the rest of them. "I was just heading for bed and thought I'd say goodnight." Leo said.
"Good, because this is something we all need to discuss. I'm assuming Tasha's asleep?" Douglas questioned and Leo nodded tiredly. "Good, I don't want to worry her."
"Douglas, what's going on?" Donald questioned and Douglas sighed as he gestured for everyone to take a seat, which they obeyed without hesitation.
"Look, today has been awful-"
"You got that right," Bree muttered under her breath, annoyed that she had to be here.
"And I know that none of us wanted this to happen," Douglas continued and Donald frowned.
"Douglas, what are you doing?" He asked and Douglas sighed.
"Is Chase's body here?" He asked straightforward and Bree swallowed and nodded slowly. Adam nodded his head once towards the room where Chase's body lay and Douglas smiled.
"Good, good. That's good." He said, nervously fumbling with his fingers in front of him.
"Douglas, just what exactly are you doing?" Leo asked, slight anger at the root of his words. Douglas sighed and took a moment to look them each in the eye.
"I might have a chance to bring Chase back." He declared and a couple gasps echoed through out the room as everyone stood up.
"What!?" Donald exclaimed and Douglas nodded.
"For the pats several years I've been working on a special type of nanobots that go into the bloodstream to get the heart pumping again. It's specifically designed for people who have bionics, as the bionics are connected to the blood streams and nervous system, making all this possible. I've never had a chance to use it, however-"
"Do it." Bree said, efficiently cutting Douglas off.
"What?" Donald asked.
"You heard me. I want Douglas to do it." She stated and Douglas nodded.
"You need to know that this may very well not work. It's completely experimental. And since he's been dead so long now, there could be some serious damage if it works. He may never be the same, plus the odds of everything going well-" Douglas was once again cut off.
"Just do it, Douglas." Adam chimed in, and Leo and Bree both nodded.
"I just want you to be aware-"
"We know, and we are." Bree said, calmly even though inside she was shaking uncontrollably, a newfound hope surging it's way through her veins.
"Are you sure?" Donald questioned.
"Yes, we are sure. Chase died for us, Mr. Davenport," Bree ignored the shocked look on Donald's face, and continued. "And if we have a chance to bring him back, we're taking it. No matter the cost." She looked at Douglas. "Bring back our baby brother, Douglas." She said, her voice strong and firm, and he nodded.
"I'll do my best, Bree." He said. "Donald, I need you to help me with something." Donald obeyed, and together they waked out of the room, leaving the others behind. As they were walking down the halls, Donald spoke up.
"Are you sure this is a good idea, Douglas?" He questioned quietly, so the other would not hear; even though they were in the other room. He watched as Douglas gathered a few tools and handed Donald a couple to carry as well. Douglas set his lips in a firm line and faced Donald.
"What other choice do we have?" He questioned, a grim expression on his face and Donald nodded with a thick swallow.
"I guess you're right." Donald said quietly, as Douglas motioned for Donald to hand him back his tools. "Do you need my help with anything else, Douglas?" He asked and Douglas shook his head.
"No. Not anymore, Donnie. Thanks, though. I'll call you if I do. But just remember, that if this works, and that's a pretty big 'if' there, he may never be the same." Donald nodded again, his face still set in that grim expression.
"I know, Douglas. All we can do is hope, and pray." Donald said and Douglas nodded, before disappearing into the room where Chase's body was. Donald took in a shuddering deep breath, before walking down the hall. One thought going through his head.
Please come back, Chase.
Short, but yeah...we'll find out later if he's going to live or not, but hey! At least I gave him a chance! ;D Thanks again for all of the reviews; they inspire me to write more! I hope no one thought it was too OOC or anything. Until next time! *salutes*