"No!" Chase 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.
Everyone stands and watches as Davenport studies the holographic projection of Adams head. Leo watches fearfully, standing near his big brothers head.
"Big D, can't you help him?" Leo asks in a shaky, raw voice. Davenport turns and sees tears streaming down his step-son's face.
"I'm trying Leo." He says, walking over and wrapping his arms around Leo, as he starts to cry silently. Davenport rubs slow circles on his back, and just lets him cry.
"But don't worry. Adam's too tough to let this stop him." He reassured his step-son softly.
Leo looks towards Adam, and sees Chase and Bree by his side.
Chase is holding Adams left hand tightly, slightly adjusting the oxygen mask on his brothers face.
Bree is holding Adams right hand, and running her fingers lightly through his hair.
"Don't worry Adam." Bree whispers softly in a very shaky voice. "You'll be back to yourself in no time."
"Yeah, Mr. Davenport is going to fix you." Chase adds, tears streaming down his face.
"You all need to go to bed." Davenport says. A various array of no's and we can't's rang through the lab. "No buts. Go." He said, pointing to the elevator.
Chase and Bree started walking to their capsules, but Davenport stopped them. "You guys go upstairs too." He stood them.
They opened their mouths to say something, but quickly shut them and walked to the elevator with Leo and Tasha.
Davenport turned to his son, and felt nothing but pure hatred towards his brother. "Adam, I'm so sorry." He says softly, brushing his fingers through Adams hair.
Davenport comes out of the elevator, and slowly walksinto the kitchen. He looks over and sees Chase and Bree asleep on the couch. They stir as he makes himself a cup of coffee.
They see him, and bolt over; asking millions of questions.
"Woah!" Davenport says, putting his hand up for them to stop. "Adam is out of the danger zone, but he's still unconscious right now." He explains, and no sooner than the words have left his mouth; his two children sprint for the elevator to the lab.
Davenport makes his way into the lab, and sees Chase and Bree by their brother's side.
Chase is inspecting the back of Adams head, as Davenport walks up.
"I was up all night, but I managed to fix the problem." Davenport explained. "Then I just stitched that gash closed."
"So, he's going to be ok?" Bree asked, holding Adams right hand tightly in hers.
"Yes, he should pull through." Davenport said with a tired smile.
It had been two days since the incident with Marcus, but Adam still hadn't stirred.
Leo, Chase, and Bree had been excused from school; and had refused to leave Adam except to eat and sleep.
They had moved him to a hospital bed, that Mr. Davenport had incase of an emergency.
Adam was hooked up to an IV, and an oxygen mask was still resting over his mouth and nose. His head faced to his left.
They all sat in their 'assigned' spots. Chase on Adams left, Bree on his right, and Leo sat beside Chase, closer to Adams head.
"Come on Adam." Chase lightly teased. "You can't stay like this forever."
"Yeah, if you don't wake up, then Chase and I will get to do all the missions by ourselves." Bree added, running her fingers through Adams hair again.
"Come on Adam." Leo said softly. "Who's going to protect me if you're not here?"
They all looked up as they heard the elevator doors hiss open; Davenport walked out.
"Dinner's ready." He told them softly. They nodded and began to walk towards him, but Leo stayed behind.
"I'll be up in a minute, I promise." He says. Davenports nods and returns to the elevator.
Leo turns back to Adams still form. "I didn't get the chance to thank you for saving me from Marcus." He said softly, lightly placing his arms across Adams chest and giving him a hug.
He got up to leave, but turned around when he heard the sheets rustle slightly, and a small moan.