Since Bree had quit the team, I had to come up with something in order to gain speed. So, I decided to create a special motorbike for Adam and me. I calledid Adam to come in the front yard of the house. "What do you want Chase?" He asked.

"This will solve our problems." I asnwered pointing at the motorbike.

Adam looked at it for a few seconds and climbed it with a smile on his face.

"What are you doing? I fixed this thing, I am going to drive it." I complained.

"Chase, kids ride in the back."

I gave him a death glare and climbed behind him. At first we had trouble climbing it because we sat many times in wrong positions. Five minutes later, we did it.

We started the bike but something unexpected happened. Instead of driving it, we were thrown some meters away. Adam literally fell on my body. I heard some cracks but I did not want to make a scene.

"You said it was going to work." He yelled.

"It was supposed to. Will you get of my body?"

"Oh yeah right."

After Adam and I stood up, we walked inside the house and we sat on the couch. Adam turned on the TV.

"Now Chasey, we are going to watch Dexter's Laboratory."

"That's for kids, I want to watch that documentary about polar bears."

I saw my brother sigh. He hide the remote behind him. I tried to take it by fighting him but soon I realized that my torso hurt like crazy. So, I backed up leaving Adam win. I have to admit, Dexter reminded me of myself even if he was a little evil. His lab was awesome. As for his sister, whenever I watched her, I felt Spike coming out.

It was afternoon. I must had fallen asleep on Adam's shoulder. I opened my eyes and faced the concerned look of my brother.

"Chase, are you okay?" He asked.

"Yeah, everything's fine." I lied to him. I did not want to let him know about my injury especially then he was the one who caused it.

When Adam tossed me around he felt happy. Last time I got hurt though, he felt guilty and he did not talk to me for at least a week. I didn't want the same thing to happen again.

"You mumbled something in your sleep about ribs and bones and stuff. Are you sure, you're alright?

"Yes Adam. Let's go downstairs to check if Mr. Davenport fixed Bree's chip." My brother nodded and we both stood up. It was a little difficult to walk. My body felt sore and I could collapse at any moment. But I did not give up. I followed Adam to the elevator.

The doors opened relieving my "father", Bree, Leo and Douglas. What was he doing here? We approached them and saw Bree hanging on a rope, her legs running like crazy. If she could time used running, her heart would explode.

"Mr. Davenport, Bree is not going to last long. What is Douglas doing here?"

"I know Chase. Douglas us trying to fix the chip, although I do not trust him. Keep an eye on him, just in case."

"Got it."

I walked to my real father's side. I watched him as he pressed some buttons on the Cyber desk. Everything seemed fine except the fact that my vision went a little blurry. I felt a little dizzy and leaned on the desk in order not to fall. Mr. Davenport seemed to notice. "Chase, are you okay?" He asked.

"Stop asking me that. I am fine." I cried.

"Relax buddy. It's probably from the whole son-father moment." Douglas protested.

"Probably."

"A little help here?" Leo screamed.

We turned and saw Bree ready to pass out. She was tired. "Bree just hold on some minutes." I empathized her.

"I got it." I heard my father saying. He took the chip extractor and inserted it into my sister's neck. Her legs stopped moving. I noticed her closing her eyes slowly."Mr. Davenport is that good?" Leo asked.

"I think so. I need to scan her though. Bring her upstairs on the couch please." Mr. Davenport pointed at Adam.

My vision was really blurry at the moment. I could not keep myself for falling. Next thing I know, I hit my head on the floor and fell into darkness.

I could hear voices but I could not speak. Someone put his hands on my chest. "He is breathing." A man said.

"Did you notice anything weird?" Another person answered.

"No, he was fine some hours ago."

"Douglas, how is Bree?"

"She is fine."

"I need to scan Chase. His rib cage is bruised. He must have hit somewhere and not told us.'

Perfect. They got me. I felt myself being lifted a little. Then I was laid down again. I decided it was time to open my eyes. What I faced scared me. Mr. Davenport, Douglas and Adam, all glaring at me.

"Chase Davenport what was all this?" My uncle asked.

"What? I was not faking or doing something wrong." I replied in a sore voice.

"Oh yeah. You were faking but not to get all the attention. Why did you lie to me when I asked you if you were fine?

"I knew you were preoccupied with Bree."

"That's not an excuse. Your ribs are broken. We cannot go to the hospital so I will have to operate you."

"Really? Oh come on. It's not that bad. How is Bree?"

"Oh yeah, it is. And Bree is fine. She is just sleeping now." Douglas said.

"Fine. When do I have to undergo that surgery?"

"The sooner the better. I amean going to prepare the infirmary of our house. Meanwhile Douglas will take this needle and insert it to you."

"Why me?" My father screamed.

"Because you were willing to help." Douglas seemed very scared. He took the needle shaking. He search for a vain until he found one. He took a cotton and gently rubbed it. "Douglas, I can do it by myself." I said.

"I will do it." He said and put the needle in my skin. After two minutes, I was asleep.

There was a beeping noise inside the room. My eyes adjusted to it. It was the heart monitor. I lookedon't down at my hands and I was connected to many cables. Mr. Davenport had never told me about this place. It was weird. I tried to sit up when my 'father' got in the room. "Hey, hey, you need to stay down for a while. How do you feel?"

"Everything hurts. Where is Adam?" I asked.

"He is in the lab. For some reason he did not want to have dinner."

"Can you call him please?" I begged.

"Sure." Mr. Davenport replied and left.

As I mentioned before, Adam must have realized that it was his fault for hurting me. Well not mainly but partially, it was. I needed to talk to him and explained everything.

I was staring at the ceiling when Adam appeared in my view. "Hey Chasey."

"Hey Adam." I smiled.

"How are you?"

"Good. In pain but I'll live."

"Chase, I am sorry If I hurt you "

"Actually, it was that damn bike. I should never have fixed it."

"Yeah, babies don't drive motorbikes"

I punched my brother on the shoulder. "OW."

"Ha, I am stronger." He mocked.

"Shut up." I yelled and felt my eyes closing.

"You should get some sleep." Adam said standing up, going to the door.

"Will you stay?" I asked.

"Sure."

I closed my eyes knowing I was safe. I quickly drifted into deep sleep.