shanzlol: The fastest i was going to update was at 12am but technology hated me. Hope you like this one.
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A/N: This is my take if I were to write Twas the Mission before Christmas. This is the second part and it's just a big twist and really, I guess, depressing... In this chapter things just get really bad and if you're wondering I don't hate the holidays it's just that my imagination is messed up...Anyway... Enjoy! At least try to. Happy Holidays!
Disclaimer: I don't own Lab Rats
Warning(s): same as before
Chapter Nine: 'Twas the Nightmare before Christmas (Part 2)
Chase's P.O.V.
Dr. Evans seems like a nice guy. Until he decides to dis you then you hate his guts. I can't believe he even said that. I am smart…probably smarter than he is! I shouldn't even care about what he thinks. And yet I still care because he's the one who's invented the Gama-sphere and he's Mr. Davenport's friend.
We help him fix the facility.
"Thanks for lending a hand guys," Dr. Evans says.
"No problem. Glad we could help, 'cause you needed it. Yup that's right, brilliant scientist rescued by a fifteen-year-old. You sir are welcome," I reply proudly stalking out of the room.
Adam's P.O.V.
I hate talking about Chase but we both agreed on not bringing up suspicion so we have to continue as our normal lives never changed.
"I know I haven't been around people for a while but he's really annoying!" Dr. Evans says.
"Yeah, it's the most powerful of all his abilities," Bree replied.
I nod and smile. It felt wrong though.
Chase's P.O.V.
I heard how they talked about me. I know I'm not the best social person but at least tell me in my face. I have enough to deal with at school for some scientist that knows nothing about me to speak in an ill manner of me. What I hate was the fact that Bree agreed and Adam didn't as much as defend me. He just smiled and nodded in agreement. Am I really that much of a burden? I sniffle.
Then I felt a shock. It was like an Earthquake but I know all too well that's the aftershock of the volcanic eruption.
"What's that noise?" Bree asks.
"Oh uh do you remember that questionable meatball sandwich I had at the gas station? Question's been answered," Adam answers.
I enter the room and walk up to them pretending I heard nothing.
"No that sounded like-" I begin.
"An aftershock!" Dr. Evans and I say simultaneously.
"Brace yourselves!" He yells as another occurs.
We all grabbed onto something to steady ourselves from falling. And then we heard a cracking sound and an alarm.
Ignoring any comment emitted from Adam I spoke.
"Uh Dr. Evans..." I say pointing.
"Oh no! There's a crack in the Gama-sphere!" he panics.
"Oh man that looks dangerous. Well, we're going to bounce, Merry Christmas!" Adam said quickly.
Bree holds him back and stops him from leaving.
Adam's P.O.V.
"Whoa don't get too close," Dr. Evans' warns.
We stop.
"If that crack opened up the gamaroids they'll mix with the ash cloud and say goodbye to the northern atmosphere!" he says.
"Can we patch the crack?" Chase asks.
"Patch the crack?" He questions and refrains from rolling his eyes.
Chase just gives a slight nod.
"Billion dollar technology, unstable energy source, sure let's put a little chewing gum in there and see if that works," he replies sarcastically making Chase feel visibly like an idiot.
I was about to intervene but decided against it.
"Start to see why the hologram wife left," Chase remarked.
Dr. Evans gapes at Chase.
"Hey how about I shoot my heat vision at it?" I ask interrupting.
"How will that help?" Bree asks.
"I don't know, it's what I do," I answer with a shrug.
"The more oxygen that gets through the crack the worse it's going to get!" Dr. Evans says.
"Wait maybe I can temporarily contain it with my force field," Chase offers.
"Great and I'll come up with a more permanent solution!" Dr. Evans agrees.
I feel my stomach churn at the mere thought of Chase in any danger.
Chase's P.O.V.
I volunteered to prove them wrong. I can help and I'm not annoying. I sigh. I'm so stupid but now said I have to go through with it. I take my energy and point my force field. It wraps around the broken orb containing the energy and reducing oxygen levels.
Dr. Evans soon returns after minutes of thinking and the only solution is blowing the place up…I know that what I'm about to do is extremely stupid. The guys set up the explosives and light them. With fifteen seconds to go until the place tumbles down I do the calculations. They could be hurt by the radioactivity of the place. And that is enough for me to do what I'm about to do.
"Go! I'll be right behind!" I yell over my shoulder.
I know what I have to do. I don't follow. I stand my guard.
'Don't look back,' I pray.
I encircle myself in a force field. The energy that I've used is making me weaker but I have to stay. If I let go the Gama-sphere break any further the radioactivity can hurt our bionics. Instead of losing all three, might as well lose one right? I won't risk this mission going wrong, not like the others. I close my eyes and wait for the blow. My force field shatters and the roof collapses on top of me. I'm glad they left…I'm glad they didn't look back either.
Bree's P.O.V.
"That was a close one!" Dr. Evans smiles relieved.
I look around outside. We're a good distance away from the place. Then I find that someone is missing.
"Where's Chase?" I ask.
My heart skips a beat. We all stare as the building collapses. My brother…he's still in there.
"He said he'd be right behind!" Dr. Evans panics.
Despite how much he teased and talked about Chase I know he's worried.
"No…no! Chase!" Adam yells realizing what's going on.
I can see him getting ready to bolt back to the building.
"No Adam! We can't risk it," I stop him.
"But Chase! Bree please!" he begs.
His eyes water and I see them turning red with unshed tears.
"He's fine…he has to be," I mutter.
I turn to see Dr. Evans with a phone in hand.
"Donald…that's right…okay…we'll see you soon," he hangs up.
"Donald is coming," he announces.
He looks pale and in this moment the solitary years seem to catch up with the man.
"He's going to be fine," he reassures.
Adam's P.O.V.
I knew he would do something this stupid! Only Chase manages to get hurt but now of all days!
"Adam?" Bree comes to my side.
A few minutes after the call I went to sit on the frozen snow covered ground. My head was in my hands eyes closed. I can feel my head pounding and I can hear my heart beating anxiously for any news.
"He can't be dead," I mumble.
"He's not," she assures me.
She wraps her arms around me.
"Adam! Bree!" Mr. D shouts.
We both look up and see Mr. D with Leo next to him.
"What happened?" he asks worried.
"He…he said he'd be right behind us," Bree chokes.
"Who? Where's Chase?" Leo asks.
Apparently they didn't get all the details.
"Chase…he said he'd be right behind us…he said to go and we left…he stayed and… and…" I speak brokenly.
"Chase…he can't be dead…right?" Leo asks.
Mr. D takes a deep breath.
"All we can do is hope…hope and pray he's alright," he finally answers.
Mr. D and Dr. Evans gather and stand by the three of us looking at the distant ruins.
"He's alive…" I whisper to myself, "he has to be."