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Warning(s): same as always
Chapter Thirty: Worst Nightmare
Adam's P.O.V.
I check my watch that read five in the afternoon. I've been gone for twelve hours. I open the door rather sluggish and drop my jacket on one of the chairs nearby. Entering the living room I stop in my tracks.
"Chase!" I call worriedly.
"Adam?" He asks hoarsely.
"Yeah baby what's wrong?" I question.
Chase sits up and glares at me. Without warning he slaps me across the face.
"Okay, ow," I glare back.
"You left! You promised!" He accuses.
"What?" I ask numbly.
He pulls me close in for a really tight hug considering how weak and delicate he is now.
"You left...I thought...I..." He stammers.
"You thought I abandoned you and the little one?" I say angrily.
"You left at five in the morning, you barely get up for school! You've been gone for twelve hours! You didn't answer your phone! For fucks sake I'm pregnant and I need you," He counters close to tears.
"Chasey...I'm sorry...I didn't know...it's just that Bree and Leo kept calling and...I turned off my phone...I didn't mean to hurt you...I know you're pregnant...it is my baby after all," I apologize.
"I couldn't lose you," he whispers brokenly.
"I know I'm sorry Chasey...I had to," I reply.
"...why?"
I smile lovingly, "it's a surprise."
"...a s-surprise?"
"Yes," I give him a small peck on the lips.
"I really am sorry," I whisper.
"Next time please don't just leave," he begs.
"I won't because next time I'll take you with me," I grin.
Unknown P.O.V.
I stare as they interact and in my mind laugh maniacally. I turn to Douglas Davenport.
"Did you know?" I question.
He narrows his eyes and glares at his so called sons.
"No," he answers.
"We can use this to our advantage," I muse.
"No...something's not right," he says.
"Aside from them being together?"
"Chase...he's...glowing?" He notes.
"Glowing?" I repeat.
"I can't explain it but yes," Douglas replies.
"Guess I'll pay them a visit," I murmur quietly.
I knock the genius out taking the tablet with me and place my mask back on. I exit the stupid rundown warehouse with an evil gleam in my eyes.
Chase's P.O.V.
Adam and I cuddle on the couch occasionally kissing and smiling. Then the house goes dark. Adam stands up and I follow. The front door creaks open as the others come running. Our night vision activates so we can see enough of what's going on. A tall dark figure walks in with a mask and I get a really bad feeling. The creep doesn't smile or makes any attempt of moving. He just stands and observes us.
"Adam," I whisper timidly.
"Who are you?" Mr. Davenport asks.
"Your worst nightmare but you can call me Krane," he answers in a deep voice.
It sends shivers down my spine. The creep, Krane, takes a step forward and suddenly everyone flies in different directions. I stand alone in the middle. I resist the urge to place a hand on my stomach to protect my baby.
"Hmm...he said you were glowing...I don't see it," he hisses.
"Who's he?" I muster the courage to speak.
His scowl deepens and I have to restrain from freaking out.
"I wonder what this does," he wonders.
Pointing a control to Adam he presses a button. Adam screams in excruciating pain. I cringe and close my eyes shut. Please be alright, I beg. Slowly I open my eyes which land on a slump Adam against the wall blood trickling down his temple.
"No," I whisper.
Krane does it again and Adam throws his head back hitting hard against the wall. More blood spilled onto his grey t-shirt.
"Stop!" I beg desperately.
"What if I don't? I think I might as well finish him off," he says.
"No!" Mr. Davenport and I shout.
I act on instinct and tackle the intruder to the floor. Bree super speeds next to Adam with Mr. Davenport and Leo in tow. Not having time to think, for the first time, I use my molecularkinesis to throw the glass table on him. He gets up without difficulty and launches toward me knocking the wind out of my lungs.
"Nice try," he scoffs.
My head falls back hitting the tiled floor painful. Groaning my head lolls to the side and lands on a very pale and unconscious Adam. I try to get up but it's like a chore to even move.
Another figure steps in the shut down house. Krane and the others don't notice but I know exactly who it is. Grabbing on to the side of the couch I rise to my feet. Green eyes peer from the hood and I give a slight smile. Nodding we both attack Krane. I throw a force field ball and the other person shoots electricity from his fingertips. The guys head snaps to look at both of us side by side. He cocks his head to the side.
"Two can play it that way," he sneers.
He returns the electric attack shocking us both and I expect it to hurt. But nothing happens to me. A force field I created surrounds us but I know I didn't create it.
"That won't last," Krane says.
"It will if I can help it," the person next to me says with a raspy voice.
"How long can you hold it?"
"I didn't create it," I inform.
"Of course you didn't," he says sarcastically.
He reinforces the force field.
"We have to get Adam to wake up," he says.
"How?" I ask.
I see a smirk appear and with my voice he says, "Adam help me! Please Adam I'm losing the baby!"
Adam's eyes open wide and looks around frantically until he finds me. His eyes immediately fall to my hand on the baby. Krane is confused and really he's only thinking of destroying. Adam's eyes turn red as he turns to glare at Krane. He throws a blast wave to the man. The whole house rattles and shakes like an immense earthquake. Who was beside me slips out the door unnoticed like when he came in. Krane growls and then super speeds out with a limp.
Adam quickly comes to my side and places his hand on top of mine.
"I'm so sorry! I'm so sorry daddy couldn't save you," he cries.
He buries his face on my shirt and blood soaks in.
"Adam," I call softly, "we're fine."
"But I heard you...you're frantic voice our baby," his voice grows thick.
"Chase!" Mr. Davenport and Tasha call.
"Who was that guy?" Leo glares at the open door.
"Krane," Bree answers.
"No...the one who helped us," Leo says.
"Let's get Adam and Chase checked then we'll worry about who they are," Mr. Davenport says pointedly.
We head to the ER quietly in the empty, more creepy dark mansion. With one last look towards the door now shut and locked Mr. Davenport follows us.