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Chase's Pov

"Okay guys, this could be one of your biggest missions yet." Davenport paced back and forth in front of us.

Adam touched the bag with his foot. "The last time you said that we nearly died," he pointed out bluntly.

Davenport stopped and gave him a look. "I know about that, Adam," he said grimly. "No need to remind me."

Bree rolled her eyes at him, looking annoyed. "And telling us what exactly we're supposed to do would be great," she suggested sarcastically, waiting for him to explain.

And I had to admit, not knowing made me antsy. Not knowing certain things in general made me a little anxious, and missions were just one of them.

"It's simple," Davenport said easily. "The security system in the laboratories in a town over busted, leaving all the chemicals open for taking. So all you have to do is reset the alarms and analyze the time codes to find out what cause the problems and copy them down for me too look over."

"I all I got out of that was 'alarms'," Adam shrugged, hoisting the bag over his shoulder and clutching onto Bree already. She sighed, elbowing him to loosening up his rough grip.

He didn't seem to get the message. "You know, even though you hold onto me tightly, it doesn't mean I can't push you off," she huffed and knocking him over. I laughed, Leo pointing from his chair and laughing as Adam grumbled and stood up.

Davenport sighed, turning away from him and focusing on me. "Do you have the locations and instructions?"

I frowned. Of course I did. "Yeah," I said emotionlessly.

He just turned away from us, shooing us out. Adam and Bree gave a decent retreat, while I just grumbled and hurried along.

Bree stopped me for a second, letting Adam pass us. "You'll have to forgive eventually," she chided, crossing her arms and gesturing for me to grab on. "Staying mad at him forever will help nothing."

I snorted, latching onto her shoulders and hopping onto her back. "Don't you think I know that?" I complied when Adam came around the corner. "And he needs to let go of the past and move on."

Bree just sighed and started speeding off once Adam had grabbed ahold of her, heading toward the next town over.

Riding during super speed can blow your breath away. Everything blurs by in a weird hallucinating blast and it's hard to breath. When we stopped, I hopped over, feeling slightly dizzy. When my vision cleared, I saw that Bree was already snatching the duffle bag from Adam and searching through its contents.

"You know how all this stuff connects, right?" She said, looking up at me before staring back at the tall, historic looking factory.

I huffed, taking two devices from her hands. "I wouldn't be a super genius if I didn't."

Adam cocked his head. "It all looks like metal with wires to me."

Rolling my eyes and sharing a look with Bree, I pointed to the buildings. "Bree, I need you to check the perimeter and disconnect all outside security cameras and settings while Adam and I go inside the laboratory and find the chemicals and get the codes. Meet in the chemical laboratory when you're done. Got it?"

Bree and Adam nodded. "Got it."

She raced off; probably already halfway done by the time we reached the back entrance. I was actually kind of creepy being in the abandon building, vacant of a decent light source.

"Which way are we even supposed to go?" Adam whined.

I heaved a heavy sigh. "The direction we're going in is the right way," I explained slowly. "Just wait for when it's you're part."

We reached the chemical laboratory, after me pointing out that it was the right lab by showing Adam the sign that said so.

"This place stinks!" complained Adam for the umpteenth time. I honestly didn't think the room was all that bad-just the lingering smell of fried electronics and something distinctly like bleach. Behind me whirs and someone came to a halt.

"That's an unusual smell," Bree stated, walking closer and fingering test tubes. Of course they would think so; they think nothing could smell worse.

"Adam, you need to rip out the destroyed system right there," I commanded, pointing to the fried box sticking out awkwardly on the wall.

Adam scoffed. "Manners would be nice," he snorted, but moved and ripped out the device anyway.

Pushing him out of the way, I carefully moved certain metal plates to place the new ones in before attaching more wires to it.

"I found the computer and files," Bree called from somewhere further back in the room, near a bunch of microscopes and filing cabinets.

"Good!" I responded. "Now see if you can crack the computer's password and get the files from A56 to FR49 so we can take them back to the lab."

"We're already in a lab," Adam joked, sounding very dumb. I just shook my head and closed the box panel, the lights flickering, cameras and sprinklers on the ceiling humming to life.

"Got 'em," Bree reported cheerily, waving a dozen of thick manila folders in her hands. I just nodded and gestured to the door.

"Now we have to get out of here." Quickly stuffing the fried wires and codes into the duffle bag and quickly getting out of the building.

Rachel's Pov

"So what are you doing today?" I asked Christine, flipping absentmindedly through an issue of Bop and glancing at her.

Christine looked up from her phone. "Callan and I are meeting at the bookstore to talk about the next secret meeting at the park for me and Chase."

I pursed my lips, tossing the magazine aside. "Wouldn't Chase get jealous? I mean, Callan is the perfect definition of jock and not to mention the fact girls drool over him twenty-four seven."

She rolled her eyes and hit my shoulder. "Chase isn't the type to get jealous," she sighed, glancing back at her phone. "And apparently, not the type to answer his phone either."

"Bree told me they were having a family day," I shrugged, "something about not having enough family time or whatever."

Christine just flipped her phone back open, sighing again. "I'm going to be late if we keep this up, I'll be late for the meeting."

"Just lay off the flirting," I teased, poking my tongue out and booting out my computer.

Christine rolled her eyes. "Whatever. Love ya, girlie."

"Love ya too!" I shouted to her as she closed my bedroom door, leaving for whatever-its-called thing with Callan.

Christine's Pov

"So, do you have any ideas?" I asked him, carefully checking out a magazine I snagged from the entrance before I met him at the chairs in the connected café.

"Shouldn't I be asking you that?" Callan raised an eyebrow and looking at me.

I shrugged. "I think we should find a way so we can meet in town but somewhere no one ever goes."

Callan snapped his fingers, beaming at me. "There's this old antique shop at the edge of town that my uncle owns, it closes a couple hours after school closes." He smirked deviously. "We could say that you and Rachel want to go shopping for the upcoming dance while Chase and I say we have to work on a project together for English."

I widened my eyes, slapping the glossy cover onto the coffee table in front me, earning some annoyed looks. "That's a great idea!" I squealed, yanking him close and giving him a huge hug. This hug was different from the ones Chase gave me; there were no butterflies erupting into dance numbers in my stomach.

We pulled away, grabbing our bags and putting some money on the table for our drinks we never touched. "See you at school tomorrow," Callan said with a small smile before walking away. I stopped on my way out, my phone beeping.

Sorry 4 not answering. Had some stuff 2 do.

I smiled brightly, my heart thumping. How could just on simple text from him do this to me?

Because I think I'm in love with him.

Rubbing my lips together and drumming my fingers against my thigh, I walked home, sunglasses perched on my head; keep an eye out for spies. It had become a fun little game for me to play whenever I was out and Chase had thought of the same thing. So far I had caught four and he seven.

Together that's eleven. Each of our dads had numerous spies keeping track of our every moment when we weren't with them.

Who knew how many they had stalking us when you put them together. Who knew who they had doing their dirty work for them.

I'm so sorry for the shortness but I think this is way better than the last chapter. What do you think Chase would feel about the whole Callan and Christine meeting? How do you want him to feel?

Please review and tell us what you think will happen in the next chapter.

And like I said at the top, please check out my new story Speechless. Thank you! :)