"I don't feel so good Mr. Davenport." Adam mumbled as he lost consciousness.
"No, Adam. Adam!" Chase shouts fearfully.
Davenport looks around as the lab starts to crumble around them. "Come on! We have to get out of here!" He says. "Chase, you and Bree grab his legs."
Bree and Chase quickly do as they're told, and haul their big brother out of the crumbling lab. Leo trailing behind them.
"You're not going anywhere." They stop, and turn to see Marcus; a ball of energy building in his hand. However, he fails to notice one thing.
The Davenports watch as Marcus is crushed under a section of the concrete ceiling.
"GO!" Davenport shouts, as they hurry out of the lab. They barley make it in time.
Chase hold Bree to his chest as she cries.
Mr. Davenport is furiously working over the body of his eldest son; who's sprawled on top of the large table in the lab.
"His main processor was damaged by some type of blast, and then from when his head cracked on those concrete steps." Davenport explained grimly.
"You can make him better right?" Chase asked, in a voice that made him sound like a small child.
"I don't know Chase." Davenport said as he ran his fingers through his hair.
They looked at Adam in silence; his labored breathing the only sound.
The elevator suddenly opens, and reveals Leo dragging Tasha quickly behind him. She gasps, and covers her hand with her mouth when she sees Adam.
"What happened?!" She asks, shocked.
"Marcus." Bree sobs.
Tasha rushes over to her, and takes her from Chase. She pats Bree's head and softly whispers. "It'll be ok sweetie. It'll be ok."
Adam begins to breath in short, raspy pants; sounding almost like he's choking on air.
"Chase, get me the oxygen tank!" Davenport shouts.
Said son immediately runs and latches his hand onto an oxygen tank in the corner of the room. It's too heavy for him to lift, but he drags it as quickly as his small body allows.
Once the tank is beside Davenport, he immediately attaches a line and mask to it. He then quickly places the oxygen mask over Adam's nose and mouth.
They wait in anticipation, as Adam begins to breath more normally again.
Davenport breaths a sign of relief, quickly grabbing a scanner. His breath hitches suddenly.
"His processor is shutting down." He tells everyone. This sends both Tasha and Bree into more tears.
Chase lets tears run down his face in silence, squeezing his eyes shut. "No!" He screams, pounding the edge of the lab table. "Why him! Why not me!" He asks, to no one in particular as the tears rush down his cheeks.