Chase laughed, patting Adam's arm. "Yeah, we're ok." He said, smiling.
"This is going to make you sleepy, Adam, but its going to help with your head." Davenport explained as he injected some pain killers, and a mild sedative into Adam's IV.
"Mk." He mumbled.
Bree rubbed her big brothers arm, as he relaxed. "We'll be here when you wake up." She reassured him.
"Don't leave." Adam slurred as he fought back sleep.
"We won't." Chase said softly.
"Promise?" Adam asked.
"We promise." Davenport whispered, as he lightly put his hand on his son's head.
Leo and Tasha slowly walked into the lab.
"Is he ok?" Leo asked quietly, as Tasha kept a comforting hand on his shoulder.
"Yeah, I just gave him a sedative and some pain killers." Davenport explained.
"Ok." Leo answered as he walked over to Adams bedside.
Chase looked to Leo, and opened his mouth; but quickly shut it and looked back to his big brother. "Leo, I'm sorry." He muttered.
"What for?" Leo asked.
"If we'd just believed you, then none of this would behave happened." Chase explained. "You told us from the start that something wasn't right with Marcus; we assumed that you were just paranoid, but it you were right."
Chase took a shaky breath, and looked at his injured brother; tears pooling in his eyes. "And because of it, you and Adam were almost killed."
"Hey, you live and learn." Leo offered. "Besides, you guys couldn't have known what Marcus would do."
"But we're supposed to protect you." Bree said, lightly rubbing Adams arm. "We're supposed to be prepared for anything."
"You guys aren't all robot." Leo told her. "You have to leave room for human error."
"Yeah, I guess so." Chase sighed.
They all said nothing more, and just sat down in their spots. Tasha and Davenport left, and headed back upstairs to give them some time alone with Adam.
Adam opens his eyes slowly, blinking a few times to adjust to the light.
"Hey Adam, how do you feel."
His eyes cleared, and he saw Chase looking at him, concerned.
"I feel better, but I'm hungry." He said, tiredly.
"Ok, do you want to go upstairs?" Chase asked. "Do you think you can walk?"
"I think I can." He said, starting to sit up.
Chase put Adams right arm across his shoulder. Bree super speeded around, and slung his left arm over her shoulders. They helped him up, slowly.
Adam put a fair amount of his weight on Bree and Chase, as they made slow and steady progress to the elevator.
Leo stayed to the side, and opened the elevator doors; when they were close enough.
Davenport turned when he heard the elevator doors open. He was shocked, when he saw Adam walking; with help.
"Adam!" He exclaimed. "What are you doing?"
His son looked at him and said tiredly. "I was hungry."
"Well, can you make it to the table?" Tasha asked, concerned.
"I kinda wanted to sit at the couch." Adam answered sheepishly.
"Well, that's ok." Tasha said quickly.
Bree and Chase guided Adam to the couch, and sat him down.
"Ahh." Adam exclaimed with a smile. "It feels good to be somewhere besides the lab."