Hi everyone! So I'm trying something new today -Leo and Mr. Davenport POVs. And also maybe a Douglas POV? Tell me what you think!
Disclaimer: I don't own Lab Rats
**Mr. Davenport's POV**
I looked up at the screen on the wall. December 31. It has been two years since Chase had left. We all should be celebrating for the new year, but we spend this day mourning, with occasional tears.
"Hey Donnie."
"Hmm?" I answered by brother. The days had been rough for him too. No matter what, Adam, Bree, and Chase were his own kids, and it must be killing him to see him own family broken apart like this. Teared into pieces.
"Guess what I found in Chase's and Bree's capsule logs?"
"What?"
"They took out their chips!"
I mentally face-palmed. My brother and I are idiots. We are supposed to be geniuses, and for two years we had been looking for imaginary signals that do not exist.
"We have been wasting our time!"
"Douglas, how are we supposed to find them?"
Douglas sighed, and his face gave a look of resignation.
"I don't know Donnie. I really don't know."
**Leo's POV**
I was watching out the window were he bionic student were racing, all smiles. I couldn't believe Bree left. If Chase leaving saddened her so much, how could she do that to us again? The news was in front of me, and they discussed some tech meeting. Suddenly, I heard the names we missed so much. Chase and Bree.
I stood up straight and listened attentively.
"…Chase Innovation's first tech meeting with Bree Beauties fashion show, Kent Kreations, Anderson Aero-technologies, and many more leaders of today's industry. It was a huge success according to viewers, and…"
They showed pictures of this Chase and Bree 'leaders of today's industry', but they looked nothing like my brother and sister. It was a Chase Vickers, and a Bree Henderson. But still, Chase someone creating a tech company? Bree someone creating a fashion line? I was suspicious.
I ran to the lab, to see Douglas and Mr. Davenport mourning. I felt sorry for them, but we have no time to waste.
"Big D! Douglas! You've got to see what's on the TV!" They got up and followed me as I went back to the TV.
"Look, it's some Chase Vickers and Bree Henderson," Douglas said.
"But here's the catch- Chase created a technology company, while Bree created a fashion line. And look at how old they are. Anyone can dye their hair, get a new haircut, and get some colored contacts!" I replied testily.
"I don't know Leo," Mr. Davenport said skeptically.
"Come on, Big D! Don't you want them back? It wouldn't hurt to try! Besides, what other leads do you have, huh?" They had to believe. They just had to.
"I've gotta agree with the kid on this one, Donnie. I mean look at what they created! Look how old they are! We have to look into this."
"Fine, but if we publicly question them, and we're wrong, we'll look really bad. The media will be at our tail." Mr. Davenport finally replied.
"We've have to do this in secret. We need to make them spill the beans without knowing what they do," I decided.
"Douglas, go check whether any Chase Vickers or Bree Henderson even exists. Leo, come on, we've got to get make a fake interview." And with that, we all went off to our respective jobs.
We were going to find my siblings. We have to find my siblings.
**Bree's POV**
I sighed, checking my watch. "Come on, come on!" I was tired of waiting for these guys to unload the runway. I made a mental note to find a new set of handy-men and fire these ones, ASAP.
I turned around and saw many other CEOs walking around the grounds laughing. The show wasn't going to start for another 3 hours, and they weren't going to wait around in a sweltering hot, empty room to kill time.
I strolled over to the empty warehouse, and walked inside of it. My footsteps echoed off the cement walls. I looked around, seeing the dusty walls and towering wooden beams.
"Miss me much?"
I jumped, "Why did you do that?"
Chase Vickers gave his signature smile and said, "Why not?"
Chase reminded me so much of my brother, but I spent time studying Chase Vickers, but I noticed how he didn't launch into unnecessarily long explanations, always had smooth comebacks, and wasn't the exact opposite of the Chase Iknow.
I gave a small smile, and said, "You see, my workers are unloading the portable runway, and so…" implying that I had to go.
"Then why did you come here in the first place?"
I sighed again: he did have one thing in common with my brother- He was the master at asking annoyingly stupid questions. I had to get out of here. I can't get stuck with him again. Last, time we had a long conversation, back during his first tech meeting, I had to pretend to be the annoying popular girl I am not.
"Look, I really need to go…"
"You didn't answer my question."
Did I mention that he is really stubborn?
I snapped. "What do you want me to say? Is it a crime to walk in a warehouse?"
The corner of his lips tugged upwards.
"I don't know. After seeing a friend after 2 months, no 'Long time no see?' or 'How are you?' Basic manners Bree. Or shall I say Miss Bree?"
He said the last part with a French accent. I was tired of his antics, but it's now show time. Time to play as the person I am not.
I gave a smile. "I'm sorry. I've been stressed out with this show and everything. Been preparing for months," I wasn't stressed out. I was quite the opposite actually. I haven't been preparing for months, I put this together in two weeks. "So tell me, how are you?"
"Fine. You?"
"Great. I have to get going, but I'll catch up with you later!"
"And that concludes our lesson in basic manners. Thank you for participating."
I felt like punching him. "And thank you for such an information lesson."
I waved, and walked out, my high heels clacking against the cement ground. I could feel his gaze following me as I left the place.
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