Hey Guys! Hope you are all surviving the end of the school year, or already have (if you are lucky)!
Disclaimer: I do not own Lab Rats.
Chase starred down at his phone. For a moment, he also replied to the text. But instead he turned back to his family.
A couple hours away, Donald sat on the couch, staring at his phone, waiting for anything from any of his kids.
Tasha sat down next to him, offering him a cup of tea. "Don't worry Donald, they will come around eventually,"
"I know, I just can't help but worry about them," Donald sighed. "I wish they were here at home, where I know they are safe,"
Tasha squeezed his hand. "If they knew what they were doing to you, they could come home,"
"Tasha I'm fi-"
"Don't lie to me. I know that this is killing you inside. Having your kids abandon you, that cant be easy," Tasha sighed. "To be honest, I am feeling it a little too,"
"Really?" Donald asked.
Tasha nodded. "Yeah. I mean, I know I didn't raise them like you did, but I have done everything to be there for them since I meet the kids. Now they find out about this other mom they don't remember that isn't even here, and they go running off. I never thought we would become chopped liver to a memory,"
"But how do we change that?" Donald asked.
"I don't know Donald. I guess we just have to wait and let them figure this out on their own time, and let them come back to us," Tasha said.
"But there has to be something we can do to help them. I am scared, them being alone with Douglas. I love him, but he can be such a sociopath. I am worried his is going to do something, either on accident or because he wasn't thinking, and I won't be there to clean up the aftermath,"
"Maybe you should try having a little faith in your brother," Tasha suggested.
"Remember, this is the man who gave LEO bionics," Donald reminded her.
"Okay, we better be worried,"
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Chase stood in the bathroom, carefully brushing his hair. Not only did it seem weird to have his own bathroom, but room and bed as well. Life here seemed safe, but out of place.
Chase looked down at his phone, which was sitting on the sink and ringing loudly.
Call from: Donald
Without thinking, Chase answered.
"Mr. Davenport?"
"Oh Chase, I didn't expect you to answer," Donald said.
"Yeah, neither did I," Chase huffed.
"But you did. I am glad you answered. I was freaked out when you left without telling me, are you okay?" Donald asked.
"I'm fine,"
"Adam and Bree?"
"They are fine too,"
"Look Chase, I am sorry that I didn't tell you guys earlier-"
"Maybe it is not about you lying, again, but about what you did," Chase muttered.
"Chase, I'm sorry about what I did, I truly am. But I have done everything to try to make up for it. I devoted my lives to raising you and keeping you safe. Does that mean nothing to you?"
"I don't know," Chase said. "Nothing is clear anymore,"
"Come home then, we can work this out together," Donald pleaded.
"I think I need to stay here, with my family," Chase snapped.
"I thought we were your family," Donald whispered.
"Next time you see Leo, tell him to come over. We do miss him. But I need some time away from you," Chase sighed.
"Okay," Donald replied, defeated.
"Goodbye Mr. Davenport,"
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Leo walked up to the front porch of the new house. Although it was sort of nice having both Tasha and Donald to himself, he devastatingly missed his siblings. So when he got the invite to come over, he jumped on it.
A moment after Leo knocked on the door, Adam opened up the front door.
"Little Bro, I missed you!" Adam declared, strangling Leo in a fierce bionic hug.
"I can tell by the lack of oxygen making it to my lungs!" he gasped.
Adam relented, releasing Leo.
Bree ran to the opened door, "Adam! Come on, let's go inside,"
Leo followed his siblings inside the ginormous house.
"Wanna go play so video games?" Adam asked.
"Sure," Leo smiled.
Like a tour guide, Adam quickly and expertly lead him to the game room. Leo looked around, impressed by Douglas' amount of work he put into orchestrating the arcade.
While Adam started setting up the game, he sighed on the inside. He missed this time he normally spent with his siblings.
Adam handed his step-brother a controller.
"Leo, you ready?" Adam asked.
Leo raised an eyebrow and smiled. "To beat you? Of course I am ready,"
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Douglas knocked on the door of the game room. Hearing no response, he hesitantly opened the door. "Boys?"
Both Adam and Leo were too engrossed in the game to notice he was in the room.
Douglas waved his arm around. "Boys!" he said louder.
Leo snapped out of his trance and turned to look at Douglas. He tapped Adam to get his attention.
"Boys, it is getting kids of late, and dinner is ready," Douglas informed him.
"What's for dinner?" Adam asked.
"Lasagna," Douglas replied.
"Yes!" Adam cheered.
"Leo, do you want stay for dinner?" Douglas asked carefully.
Leo thought for a moment before smiling. The man was evil, but he could cook. "Sure," he replied.
Dinner wasn't as awkward as one would think. Leo was caught up back into the lives of his siblings, something her dearly missed.
"You know Leo, there is a guest room if you ever want to spend the night," Douglas offered, seeing the boys content while hanging out together.
Leo smiled. "I would like that,"
Before Leo left, he turned to Douglas and whispered, "I know that you're mad at Donald, but if you at least tried to give him another chance, maybe we could all be a family again,"
Douglas sighed. "Maybe, we will see,"
"Night Leo!" Adam called before heading off to his room.
"Night Adam, see you at school tomorrow," Leo replied.
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In one more desperate attempt, Donald dialed Chase's number again. He knew that Chase was the last to leave, and was hesitant to due to their close relationship. Donald just hoped that was enough.
Doulgas looked down at the table to see that Chase had left his phone in the dinning room. He read his brother's name on the caller ID and took a deep breath. He clicked Answer.
"Chase?"
"Sorry to disappoint you Donnie, but it's just me," Douglas smirked.
"Douglas, why do you have Chase's phone?" Donald asked, concern growing in his voice.
"Relax," Douglas huffed. "He just left it down here earlier,"
"Douglas, please just give Chase the phone,"
"He is getting ready for bed, or already asleep. Why are you calling this late? Trying to sneak past me?" Douglas teased.
"Why are you doing this to me?" Donald pondered.
"Do you realize this is what you put me through for 16 years?" Douglas growled.
"I am sorry for what happened Douglas, but you know I don't regret it. I did what I had to do," Donald declared.
"Then I am not going to regret hanging up," Douglas replied.
"Wait!"
"What?" Douglas asked.
"You can't just shut me out Douglas. You can't take away all those years that I raised the kids, and we need to discuss you pull in the company now that you are alive," Donald argued.
"Fine. I'll see you tomorrow at Charlene's Cafe on 64th street at noon. Just hope I don't finish my latest ray gun by then," Douglas said neutrally.
Donald wasn't sure whether he should laugh or be scared. "See you tomorrow then,"
But what will happen tomorrow? Is there hope for the future? Or will things further deteriorate? Please review and tell me what you think. Thanks!