Chapter 8.

Bree's POV.

I came up with the plan, and I was very proud of myself, I was gonna go in and distract whoever was messing with Chase, meanwhile Adam was gonna get Chase and we were both gonna get the building. I walked in and knocked over a vase so they would know I was here. Then I heard cowboy boots walking towards me and I got ready to fight. A tall, dark haired, blue eyed walked in, he was kinda creepy, but cute at the same time. I quickly shook it off and got in a fighting position.

"Little girl, we don't have time for this, go home." The guy said as he went back into the room.

I kicked him and he landed on the ground, then he made a face like he recognized me.

"Bree Davenport. The second bionic human." The person said.

"How do you know my name?" I asked.

"I know everything about you and your brother's Adam and Chase." The person smiled.

I grabbed the guy by the arm, flipped him over and we'll he was still a bit stunned, I pulled out the ropes and tied him up. Then Adam came in holding Chase bridal style.

"How is he?" I asked, trying to stroke his hair.

"Bree, don't touch him. He's in a lot of pain, I could barely pick him up." Adam explained.

I looked at my little brother in sadness, then I told Adam to try and grab my arm well still holding onto Chase. He did and I was able to super speed us home.

Mr. Davenport's POV.

I waited impatiently for my kids to get home on my couch. I was hoping none of them were hurt. Then I heard the door open and I saw Bree and Adam. Bree had some dirt on her, but otherwise they were ok. Then I looked down in my oldest son's arms. My youngest son was unconscious in his arms covered in long deep cuts and a few were infected. I told Adam to bring him to the lab and Bree to get cleaned up. As soon as Adam set him down on the cyber desk, I started a scan and tried to ignore the fact that blood was soaking my cyber desk. Then the results came in.

Large cuts on face, left arm, stomach and right leg.

Fractured wrist.

Minor concussion.

Infection.

Blood loss.

Four broken ribs.

Two fractured ribs.

I was so mad. Who would do this to a 16 year old? I took him to the E.R section of the house and put him down on a bed. Then I started cleaning his cuts. He cried out in pain in his unconscious sleep, but he didn't wake up. I found out that his arm, leg, stomach and face needed stiches.

Douglas was kicked out of medical school because of needles, so I would have to do that. I called Adam and Bree downstairs and they immediately came down.

"Can you guys help me?" I asked.

They nodded.

"Adam, I need you to keep him from moving. Bree, I need you to help me with his stiches." I said.

Adam walked over to Chase and braced him. Bree picked up a needle and started stitching up Chase's stomach. Chase pushed against Adam's hold, but he kept him from moving, like I asked. Bree finished up Chase's stomach and cleaned up the blood that had come out well she was doing the stitches.

"What about his other cuts?" Bree asked.

I told her to leave as I put some antibiotics on those cuts. He cried out in pain. Then I saw his eyes twitch and slowly open.

Chase's POV.

I was scared. As soon as I gave into the darkness, I slept peacefully for a little bit, then I started to come back to consciousness, I felt someone cleaning my cuts, and that kinda hurt. Then I felt someone hold onto my shoulders and then I felt sharp pains in my stomach. I tried to escape, but something held me down. Then the pain in my stomach stopped. I was relaxed for a minute, then my arm, leg and face started burning. I slowly opened my eyes and saw Adam gently holding my shoulders, then Mr. Davenport came into view.

"Hi." I greeted in a shaky tone.

"Hi." I said to my youngest son as I started examining his wrist.

"What... happened?" I asked.

Then I felt extreme pain in my wrist. I pushed against Adam's hold, but it was like pushing against a wall of bricks. Useless.

"What...was...that?" I asked.

"I put your fractured wrist back into place." Mr. Davenport explained.

Then I started getting tired again, so I closed my eyes. I felt a light tap on my cheek, I slowly opened my eyes.

"What?" I asked.

"Can you stay awake for a little bit longer?" Mr. Davenport asked.

I was about to answer, but then I fell back into darkness.

Chasey is safe! And for those who want a death fic. It's not happening in this story, so move along.

The next chapter will probably be the last one, unless I get a better idea.

You think this is just family fluff from here on out, right? Well, I can tell you it's not.

Anyone who guesses what happens in the next chapter gets a shout out, so please send guesses in your reviews.

And I am so sorry if this story makes Adam fans mad, if theses last two haven't mad you Adam fans happy, then I apologize to everyone of you.

Please keep The forth Bionic in mind as she is recovering from her hand injury.

Over and out.

Susz.