Sup peeps. Wow second update today :)

I took out the 'Plan Acorn' thing from the last chapter, because I figured out that it didn't quite fit. So there is not more 'Plan Acorn' in this story, but there is a twist that I'm excited to write.

REPLIES:

LabRats123: The Marcus/Dylan is my favorite part of the story. Here's your update

HawaiianChick12: Good. So did I :)

Disclaimer-I do not own Lab Rats. I only own my OCs, and this story.

Dylan's POV

I wake up not in my bed.

"Hello!?" no answer

"Anybody!?" still no answer

"Marcus!?" again no answer

Okay so now I'm worried.

"Hello there Dylan"

I turn around to see Krane standing there.

"K-K-K-Krane?" I stutter

"Miss me?"

"NO!" I yell, and he laughs

"Well why didn't you miss your father?"

"You'll never be my father! Mr. Davenport and Douglas are more of a father than you ever were!" by now I'm starting to cry

He walks towards me, and I back up. He holds out his hand, and suddenly I'm frozen.

"HELP! PLEASE! MARCUS!"

"Your family can't help you anymore" he says

"What did you do to them?!"

He laughs, and moves aside. Behind him I see Adam, Bree, Chase, Marcus, Leo, Mr. Davenport, Douglas, and Tasha all laying there bleeding.

"NO!" Krane lets go of me, and I run over to them.

"No" I whisper, and start to cry

"They're dead. They can't hear you" Krane says "S1!" he yells, and she super speeds into the room

"Yes, Krane?"

"Take Dylan to prisoner cell 43572"

Prisoner?

"Yes sir" she says. She walks over to me, and pulls me away from my siblings.

"Dylan" I hear Marcus mumble

"WAIT! STOP! HE ISN'T DEAD! PLEASE! MARCUS! MARCUS!" I yell as I'm dragged away by S1

"I'm coming for you" Krane says as I'm being dragged away

"MARCUS!" I yell sitting straight up in my bed. I'm crying, my vision is blurry, and I'm having trouble breathing. I look around my room to see that it was just a dream.

Marcus comes in my room, and runs over to me.

"Dylan?" he asks

I look up at him, and he sees that I'm crying.

He pulls me into him, and I start crying into his shirt.

Marcus's POV

Dylan is acting really strange. He is breathing heavily, he's crying, and before I came over here I heard him yelling things about Krane then he yelled my name a couple times.

He moves, and I look down at him "Dylan?"

I look down do see that he is holding his throat, he's having trouble moving his arms, and he looks like he's about to pass out.

"Dylan? Dylan!" I grab his shoulders, and try to get him to look at me "Dylan can you hear me?!" he just sits there holding his throat and coughing.

When he doesn't answer I start to panic "HELP!" I yell, and the others come running in

"Marcus! What's wrong?" Mr. Davenport asks

"It's Dylan! I think he's having a panic attack!"

Sorry it's so short, but the next chapter will be longer. I'm hoping to get it written and posted by the end of the week. And I'm going to be writing more of this story during the weekend, so I should be able to post more often.

Toodles :)