So I decided to make a cliff in the last part. Let's see! Is Chase alive or dead?
"I am sorry Mr. Davenport."
Donald felt his legs collapse and leaned on the chairs. He felt weak, he felt helpless. The son that he almost lose four months ago was in a hospital bed again. What if he was in a coma again? Or worse. What if he was dead? Donald's mind traveled back in time. The first time that almost lose Chase again.
They were little kids. They destroyed the lab once again. Super strength plus super speed might be an advantage in missions but it was a con for all his inventions. The smart one was lying there on the floor not moving, not talking, not responding. The older ones were scared. They cried and yelled until their father was downstairs.
"Guys what... Chase?" He screamed approaching the youngest child. "What did you do?"
"Adee, hurt him with heat vision." The girl answered terrified.
"Follow me to my car. He needs medical attention right away."
The two Bionic kids ran to the garage followed by their dad who was holding their younger brother in his arms bridal style. He placed him gently on the back of his luxurious car and drove to the hospital.
The same feelings. He felt weak and helpless watching his son from the glass of the window, being hooked up in machines, fighting for his life. Seconds passed, minutes, hours until a man with a white uniform wanted to talk to him in private. The others stayed with a nurse in the waiting room while the scientist followed the doctor.
"Your son has a punctured lung. He is in a very critical condition. He could die at any moment." That sentence was repeated in his mind again and again. The only thing he had to do was to tell it to his kids.
He left the office, depressed with tears in the eyes.
Inserting the waiting room, he was met by the gaze of the woman who kept an eye to his children. She realized that something was wrong.
"Daddy why you crying?" The older one asked.
He waved at them to sit on his lap. They both obeyed. "Look guys. Chase might not return home with us." They stared. "But don't worry. He will see us from the sky and will be happy. He will also have wings."
"Like angels?" Bree asked.
"Of course. He will be an angel. We will never forget him. Right guys?"
They nodded. They were too young to understand the seriousness of the situation. They stood up and walked to their brother's room.
"What that daddy?" Adam asked pointing at the face of Chase.
"That's an oxygen mask. He helps him breathing."
"But if he is an angel, he will not need it." The girl protested.
"No Bee. Chasey will not be an angel. I will protect him. He my baby brother." Adam yelled irritated.
In the hearing of that sentence, Mr. Davenport smiled. Even though Adam was a little stupid, he knew what could have happened.
"Come on, let's go outside. Chasey needs sleep."
"Can I stay please?" The boy pleaded.
"Okay but not for long."
Donald picked his daughter up and exited the room.
"Chasey, please wake up. Adee wants to play with you. If you are not here,it is no fun. Do it for me my brother. I love you." He whispered holding Chase's hand tight.
The next morning, the youngest Bionic woke up. None of the hospital stuff could not believe it. Adam ran inside the room, climbing the bed, hugging his brother. Bree joined them too. It was really sweet to watch it.
"Mr. Davenport, are you okay?" Bree asked worried as she noticed that her father was not paying attention.
"Yes I am sorry. Marcus is my son alive or not?"
"Actually he is awake. However, they had to extract his chip. Your friend, Matt told me that it dangerous for him to use Bionics for a while.
All the sadness was turned to a happiness which he could only understand. He did something good that no one expected. He hugged his android nephew! "Thank you." He whispered and ran into his son's room.
The Bionic was irritated for an unknown reason. He was holding a paper and a pencil. It was clear he was trying to solve something bit could not. He took a peak at his father.
"You know, those equations are very difficult. I wonder how people find te solution."
"Said the smartest person in the world."
"Not anymore. Without my chip, I am just a regular person."
"How do you feel?"
"Good, my head hurts a little, my neck a lot but it's alright. I guess I will have to go back home now that I am not Bionic!"
Donald gasped. He never expected to heat these words from a child that never gave up no matter what. He pushed his chair closer to the bed and held Chase's hand.
"Chase, you are not going anywhere. You will stay here in the academy. You can train with students if you want."
"See, that's the point. I cannot beat them. They have Bionics. They are more powerful than me. What if knock me down? Let alone, injure me?"
"I will protect you. You can stay here and help Perry or your siblings."
"Can you go out please?"
"Chase!"
"Just go." The Bionic boy yelled.
Donald Davenport exited the room in his previous condition. Weak and Helpless!
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