Firsts

BTRlover1122: I feel bad for him too and it gets worse.

jayden. bates. 90: Updated as fast as I could.

Guest: Thank you so much again and I miss Bree/Owen. However, (spoiler!) I will be introducing a new couple soon.

Warning(s): Bullying, slash, mpreg, sexual content, language...etc.

Disclaimer: I don't own Lab Rats.

Chapter Twelve: He's Back

Adam's P.O.V

It's been three weeks since we kicked Graham to the curb and Audrey is now seven months old. I watch as Chase sleeps fitfully. Last night he threw up straight after dinner and again today at four a.m.

He probably caught something since the seasons are changing and is settling to a very rainy Spring.

I smooth his hair away from his face and kiss his warm forehead.

"Adam?" He groans.

"Hey baby," I smile.

"What time is it?" He asks in a rough voice.

"Almost eleven," I reply.

He sits up and rubs his sleep filled eyes.

"Day?"

I smile lovingly, "Thursday."

He furrows his brows deep in thought and bolts up from bed.

"What are you doing?"

"School," he mumbles.

"It's okay baby. You can skip until you feel better," I add.

"But-"

I narrow my eyes and he sighs defeated. He takes a seat and carefully lies down. His arm covers his eyes as if the light in the room is too much. Which has me worried because there's barely any light here.

"You okay?"

"Migraine," he responds.

I can hear he's close to tears from the pain.

"Want me to get some painkillers? Or maybe call dad?"

"Just painkillers," he forces a smile.

"Take it easy," I go for a kiss but he stops me.

"What?" I frown.

"I could be contagious. What if I have the flu? Or a cold? Someone has to take care of our little girl," he answers logically.

I catch him off guard and kiss him full on the lips.

"I don't think we should worry about that," I smile.

"But..." he sputters.

"Shh," I push him down on the bed.

"Adam?"

"Rest, I'll watch Audrey and get you your medicine," I assure.

He nods weakly before falling asleep.

Chase's P.O.V

I fall asleep after being reassured about everything. When I wake up the house seems empty and I look at the bedside table where I find my meds and a glass of water. I drink it in one go and lie down again.

My body feels sore and heavy. I'm sad that I can't hold my baby but it's to protect her from any illness I might have. I'm glad Adam is always here for me and helps with everything he can.

With my mind made up I get up from bed and drag my feet downstairs. I see Adam sleeping on the couch with Audrey on his chest taking her nap. I look at them contently as they sleep soundly cuddled up together.

I look for my phone to take a picture of my two angels only to realize that it's back in our room. I turn around to head back upstairs only to get a wave of dizziness.

"A-Adam?" I call weakly.

Soon I have strong arms wrap around me holding me from falling. With a fuzzy gaze I turn back to see Marcus.

Wait...Marcus?

And then I feel like throwing up. He holds me as I vomit on his shoes and pats my back soothingly to let it out. I feel tears rolling down my cheeks as I continue to puke.

"Fuck. Marcus hold Audrey," I hear Adam order.

Reluctantly Marcus does as told and then Adam is by my side.

"Shit, I'm sorry baby," he coos.

I bury myself in his being and sob brokenly.

"Ssh baby," Adam whispers even though Marcus can hear everything perfectly.

"He's alive?" I croak.

For a year I've believed that my brother was dead. But here he is. He's standing in front of me holding my baby girl. The baby he saved when she was still in me.

"H-How?"

"I'm a robot," Marcus answer simply.

He has a small smile on his face as he coos at Audrey.

"Audrey Sophia huh?" He adds after a minute.

I smile tearfully and nod.

"It has a nice ring to it," he chuckles as she sucks his shirt.

I take her from him and nod.

"Sorry she's teething," I sniffle.

His cold hand brushes away my tears.

"It's okay. I gotta start somewhere right?"

"Here," Adam holds out his hands for Audrey.

I pass her over and then give Marcus a bionic hug, hoping to crush him for making me mourn his death and to really believe that he's here. That he's still alive.

"Haha I deserve that," he laughs.

I back off and nod in agreement, "you deserved that and more."

"You okay though?" He asks concerned.

"Yeah just got the flu and I'm a bit dehydrated," I shrug.

"That sucks," he wrinkles his nose in distaste.

"Yeah."

Adam helps me sit down on the couch he occupied not moments ago while Marcus plays with Audrey. I watch from a far not wanting to get her sick with whatever bug I have although I carried her I promise it's the last time till I get better. In the meantime I lay my head on Adam's shoulder sleepily.

"It was supposed to be a surprise," he whispers.

"Really? You knew?" I hit his chest lightly.

"After Douglas started living with us I found out by...well actually I overheard them," he answers.

"And?"

"Douglas repaired him but was in...a "coma." Our dad decided to help Douglas by looking for a way to make Marcus..." He trails off.

"Live longer," Marcus supplies.

I stare at them both expecting good news.

"However, they found nothing and I woke up a few months ago. After that I had to start working on getting better and remembering the memories I temporarily lost while "sleeping,"" he continues.

"Then?"

"When Douglas repaired me, he managed to give me sixteen years more to live," he answers.

"B-but..."

"I lost a year in a coma? Yup," he nods.

I bite my lip in guilt. He seems to notice and just smiles giving me a warm one-arm hug.

"I saved my family and look," he motions to Audrey.

"We have a beautiful addition," Marcus smiles.

"We missed you," I admit.

"I know, I'm awesome," he says.

"Hey, that's my line!" Adam pouts.

I roll my eyes at them both.

"Dadadada!" Audrey squeals.

"See! My baby girl agrees right? Dada's awesome," Adam picks her up and cuddles her.

"She can't talk yet," Marcus points out.

"Not you too," Adam groans.

"I think I'm going back to sleep. We'll catch up later okay? And sorry about...your shoes," I blush.

He ruffles my hair, "definitely and really? I got the family I always wanted, I don't care about shoes. Your well-being comes first so if you have to puke...well then puke."

"Thanks," I hug before going back upstairs.

Adam joins me a while later while Marcus settles in and Audrey continues her disrupted nap.

"Feeling better?" He asks.

"Yes," I lie.

He seems to see right through me and instead of leaving, he gets in bed and pulls me in.

"If it worsens tell me okay?"

I nod against his firm chest and suddenly feel like crying.

"I'm glad he's back," I whisper hoarsely.

"So am I, now sleep. You need to get better," he chastise.

"Stay with me?"

"You don't have to ask."