Chase is back

Chapter 11

Ayeeeeeee, here's chapter 11 or the continuation of chapter 10, however you want to say it. Anyway, here's the chappie.

Disclaimer: I still don't own anything

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Chase's POV

I stared at Adam, blood gushing out from his mouth. "Adam, Adam! Hang in there, don't die" I said, shaking him lightly, making him cough out more blood. "Mr. Davenport, do something!" I shouted, unintentionally. "Chase, lay him down on the ground" said Mr. Davenport, walking to us. I did as he said and I stood up. My hands tainted with Adam's blood. Bree stood by my side, shock still evident on her face.

Mr. Davenport knelt down next to Adam and checked the cut. He then pulled out a can of something and sprayed it onto Adam cut. Adam screamed in pain momentarily before falling into a deep sleep. "What was that?" I asked, pointing at the can. "It's a pain neutralizer and also a slash healer. He won't feel the pain in the morning anymore and the slash will be healed but there will be a scar" explained Mr. Davenport, putting away the can.

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I sat down on the couch and stared down at the ground. "Ahhh!" I screamed, accidentally throwing a force field at the windows, creating a hole. I ignored it and plopped down onto the couch. "Chase…" I heard Bree's melodious voice. "Yeah?" I asked turning my head to look at her. "Is Adam going to be alright?" she asked, her face crunched up in sorrow. This question should be coming from me but I understand since she's been with Adam longer than I have, that made me jealous. "Come here…" I said, opening my hands wide for her.

She sank into me and I wrapped my hands around her. I rubbed her arm soothingly and kissed her forehead. "He's going to be alright" I said. We stayed like that, not a care about whether Mr. Davenport sees this or not. I rubbed her arm a few more times and let her go. I stood up and she followed suit. "Come on, let's go see how he's doing" I said, holding her hands in mine. We moved to the elevator together and let go of each other's hands when Eddy popped up. "Davenport said not to go into the lab for now" he said, in a monotone voice, not even close to his original voice and he disappeared.

We stood there, staring at the elevator. "What do you want to do now?" asked Bree looking at me. I intertwined our fingers and looked to her. "This" I said, leaning and kissing her. She gladly gave in and I picked her up by her waist. She hooked her ankles into my back and I carried her up while we kissed. I set her down on the couch and looked at her. She gave me a lustful look and I asked, "Are you sure?". She bit her lip and nodded. I slowly stripped myself of my shirt, leaning in once it was off. We shared the most passionate kiss we've ever had.

I picked her up again and she hooked her ankles around my waist again. "Where are we going?" she asked, pulling out from the kiss. I didn't answer but I hummed. I pushed open a door and set onto the bed that was there. I moved to the door and locked it. "Are you sure about this?" I asked again, my face serious. She nodded, looking into my eyes pleadingly. I leaned in again and kissed her.

[Here is where your imagination takes place, I don't want to write this part. It's embarrassing]

"I'm so happy we did this" she said, her hand cupping my face. "Yeah, me too" I said, plainly. I looked to her and kissed her again. I pulled away and smiled.

The blanket covered our naked bodies. I stared up at the ceiling then I got up. I put on my pants, looking around for my shirt. I realized that I left it at the couch. I looked to Bree who was sleeping. I got out silently, holding the lock for the door and closing it. I tried it and it was surely locked. I ran down to the living room and I could hear the elevator door open. I quickly jumped, picking up my shirt and slipping it on. I perfectly sat on the couch with my hand around the back of it.

I got the remote and turned on the television. Watching whatever channel was on. I tapped my foot on the floor. Mr. Davenport got into the living room and paid me no attention. I turned the television off and stood up. Yawning and walking to Mr. Davenport. "How's Adam?" I asked, looking at him. "He's healing pretty fast, must be because of his bionics" he said, not turning to look at me. I nodded, even though he couldn't see me. He turned around and looked at after I stayed silent for a while.

"Don't worry, he's going to be fine. You showed excellent skills in the simulator though. I haven't seen you use your bionics for so long it shocked me" he said, looking at me with a smile. I huffed and stood up. I just hope Bree doesn't get noticed. "By the way, where's Bree?" he asked. I froze in place. "I don't know" I answer my voice not cracking at all, must have been the six years of lying to everyone.

Bree's POV

I opened my eyes, looking at the surrounding. I felt cold and the events that happened came back to me and I smiled. I turned around to see that Chase was gone. I was upset for a while. I got up and put on my shirt. I opened the door, closing the door and walking downstairs.

I saw that Chase was on the couch. I slowly examined the area, trying to see if Mr. Davenport was there. I saw Chase look at me and he motioned for me to come down. I rushed down silently and sat down on the couch beside him. "Oh, Bree, there you are. Where were you?" I heard Mr. Davenport's voice. "I was in the bathroom" I answered, looking at him for a while before looking at the television.

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Aye, I wonder what your imagination did. Anyway, just pretend that Mr. Davenport let them wear normal shirts. That is all, R&R&Bye.