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I'm really sorry I didn't update sooner... my summer has been busier than I had imagined.

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Oh yeah! Since you know most things about Austin now.. I've decided to start doing flashbacks. This is inspired by a series that a writer called daphrose did a while back, so credit goes to her! If you have any ideas for flashbacks, just leave them in a review or PM. But let's get on with the chapter!

I do not own Lab Rats, Austin and Ally, any of their characters, etc. I also do not own Siri or else I would be RICH! I only own this story and anything you don't recognize.

**Chase's POV**

I can't believe Austin told them all that! And then told it all to Mr. Davenport, too! Well, on the bright side, I don't have to act like I hate him anymore... Except around his friends... Dang it!

(Telepathic Conversation with Austin)

I'm sorry! They pressured me into it!

Ugh... now they all know... LOOK WHAT YOU DID!

I know! I know I just put them in danger!

I can't believe you! I knew taking us on tour would be a bad idea!

THEN WHY DID YOU NOT SAY ANYTHING?

(Conversation over)

I wish to dodge that question. It's almost 11:00. I have to get to bed.

THE NEXT MORNING

"Hey, Chase," Austin tries to get my attention. I ignore him.

"Still mad?" he asks.

"No, I'm completely fine with everybody knowing things that put them in danger," I reply sarcastically.

"You could've just said you're still mad," Austin sighs as he pours himself a bowl of cereal.

"Well, what's the fun in that?" I chuckle half-heartedly.

"I thought you're mad.." Austin responds to my laughing.

"I'm mad, not cold-blooded," I joke and we both laugh a little.

Then Ally comes in and gets herself some breakfast.

"How long till we're in Portland?" Austin asks her.

"Portland? Why didn't they-" Ally starts, only to be cut off by Austin.

"I don't know." Austin answers, knowing what she was going to say.

"Well, I don't know how long. Let me see..." she then asks Siri.

"Portland, Maine is about a 47 hour trip from here." Siri responds. Then Austin and Ally both burst out laughing.

When I give them a confused look, they answer, "You had to be there."

Ally tries again with Siri, this time asking "Portland, Oregon".

"Portland, Oregon is about a two hour trip from here," Siri responds correctly this time.

"Oh, okay," Austin responds. "Thanks, Siri!"

"You're welcome," Siri responds and we all scream.

TWO HOURS LATER

"We're heeeerrrreeee!" Austin shouts excitedly as he runs off the bus.

"The concert doesn't start until 8:30. That gives us like 4 hours to look around town!" Ally says.

In those four hours, it was mostly shopping, people recognizing Austin, walking around town. You know, stuff like that. When it was time to set up the stage and do a soundcheck, I mostly hung out in the tour bus, with most of the others. Only Austin and Ally were in the venue. Well, with their crew and everything.

When it is time for the show, I go to the store again. Maybe I'll stick around for one of those someday... but for now, it's too loud for my ultra-sensitive hearing.

After the show, it's the time when I'd usually be asleep, but Austin says that some fan invited us to a party and we all had to go because if we didn't, it would be rude. Actually, only Austin was invited, but he made us come with him.

"Is this why they did Portland after Seattle? Some party?" Ally wonders as we drive there.

"I don't know. I just heard about this from Trish right after the concert. It's weird, because this fan would have had to get in touch with all of us. But I didn't even know about it. If they could get them to reschedule a tour date, they would have had to call them months in advance. Must be a big party..." Austin thinks out loud.

But when we get there, it doesn't seem very big. There is no music playing, no lights on, nothing.

"Do we have the wrong address?" I ask.

"Nope. 49201 Candlewick Drive. This is it." Austin replies, looking at his phone for the address.

"Then why is there no party?" Ally asks slowly.

"This is freaky." Bree remarks.

"I'll say..." Austin agrees.

"Should we just leave?" Trish asks.

"No, that's rude... we were invited here..." Austin wants to be polite but is clearly also freaked out.

"Maybe it's a surprise party! SURPRISE!" Adam and Dez say at the same time. "Jinx! Double jinx! Triple jinx! What comes after triple?"

"Well, they're annoying," Trish says.

"Yeah, they are," Bree agrees.

"Let's go knock on the door," Austin reluctantly suggests.

We all slowly walk up to the door and push Austin to the front to knock. We all stand back as he knocks and the door slowly creaks open.

Austin stares at the open door for a few moments, then creeps inside.

"Hello?" Austin calls. "Can you turn a light on?"

He walks in further and announces, "It's me, Austin... Where's the party?"

I start to follow him in, but suddenly, the door slams behind him, almost crushing my hand.

I try and open it, but it is locked.

"It's locked!" I announce to the others, still jiggling the doorknob, but having no luck.

"I got this!" Adam shoves me out of the way and punches the door.

Nothing happens, except Adam screams in pain and shakes his hand. Ally and Dez watch with wide-eyed expressions and Trish records a video.

"Guys! Be serious! He's trapped in there!" I remind them and Trish stops recording.

"What are we going to do?" Ally asks frantically.

All of a sudden, a scream comes from inside the house. It sounds like a terrified ten-year-old girl, so it must be Austin.

I'm really worried now. If Adam can't break the door, this is a bad situation.

A six-year-old Austin (or A2 at the time) didn't really understand what was going on. He was using his power to see through walls to see it all go down and using his super hearing to hear it. A strange man he had never seen before in his life was talking to the other three bionic subjects. Douglas was asleep in the other room. He hoped this man didn't mean any trouble.

"I'm here to help you," the man said to the three.

"How will you help us? Douglas would never let you." a four-year-old Bree (or B at the time) said.

"I'm going to break you out of here. Let's go before he wakes up and comes in here," the man whispered.

"How will you get out?" a very tired, five-year-old Adam (or A at the time) asked.

"The same way I got in. I hacked the security system and came through that door there." the man explained, pointing to a wide open door.

Austin's jaw dropped. If he could find a way out of this room, he could be free! He started desperately trying to open the door, to punch a hole in it, to break it down, to break down the wall, everything. But nothing worked. He started pounding on the walls, hoping to get the man's attention, all the while watching them.

"C is still sleeping right now. He's a heavy sleeper," Bree said. Bingo! If he woke up, he would tell the man about him!

"I'll get him. By the way, I'm Donald Davenport, Douglas's brother. You guys will call me Mr. Davenport, alright?" the man, Mr. Davenport, said as he got the sleeping 3-year-old Chase (or C at the time) out of his capsule.

Wake up, wake up, wake up! Austin desperately pleaded in his mind to Chase.

But Chase didn't wake up. Mr. Davenport picked him up.

"I guess I'll carry him out and explain everything to him when he wakes up." Mr. Davenport said.

"No, no, no, no, no, no, NOOO!" Austin screamed. He made as much noise as he possibly could punching the walls, screaming, crying, you name it. He tried everything.

"Wait for me! Don't leave! Help me!" Austin screamed as he tried and tried to get Mr. Davenport's attention, but he ended up just watching him carry Chase out of the door with the other two following him.

"Please, help me," was Austin's last phrase as he cried and slid down the wall. He cried for the rest of the night, wishing so badly he could have been noticed. Wishing so badly he could be free. But no. Now he was alone in this place. How would he ever make it?

So... what did you think?

*crying* These flashbacks are really going to hit home for me...

Calm down! They can hear us!

*dries tears* My eyes were just sweating... *hugs Sargent Bearington*

Well, again... if you have any ideas for flashbacks, leave them in a review or PM. Oh, and leave a review telling what you thought of the first flashback if you're reading this.

I didn't like it!

Oh, stop it! The random fact of the day is...

*plays drumroll*

Kangaroos can't hop backwards!

Okay...

See you next time!