Falling for the Lone Wolf (Lab Rats - Chase Davenport Love story)

Grandma vs Exoskeleton

a/n ok so I just realized that there isn't a picture for Brooke so I fixed that, so please go back and check Chop, Crush and Burn for that thanks

Brooklyn P.O.V

I walked down to the lab early in the morning to pick up a few parts that I needed for my lab, but when I entered, I saw pedestals with inventions on them and Mr. Davenport and Chase were preparing for stuff. I groaned. "Is today it?" I asked as I entered.

"Yeah, today's...the call," Mr. Davenport said all weirdly.

I rolled my eyes. "Good luck with that," I grumbled and picked up the parts I needed.

"What do you have against this?" Chase asked me.

"Never mind, Chase. I'll see you later," I said. I quickly kissed Chase's cheek and left the lab with the parts. I went up to the living room and saw Bree there. "Oh, Bree, I need your help with something upstairs," I said as I passed her. She quickly got off the couch and followed me upstairs.

"So what do you need?" Bree asked me as we entered my lab.

I sat down at my main computer console. One of the parts I needed was a new fan for the computer, mine's almost shot. I quickly replaced it and turned on my computer. "It's been pretty quiet lately, but my city sensors have detected a mutation plant in a scientist's lab. Animal mutations. So far, there aren't many and none of them have harmed anyone for now, so far it's just a harmless experiment, but we gotta monitor it. It may seem safe now, but I just got a bad feeling about it," I explained.

Bree nodded. "But how am I going to help with this? I can't get in here without your hand print," Bree said.

"Give me your phone," I said. She handed it to me and I connected it to my computer. "I'm downloading a special app to your phone that let off an alarm or buzzer when there was a mission, it also links to my security cameras and city sensors so you can help me monitor, but not from the lab," I explained as I typed on the computer.

"Sweet," she said.

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I was working on my French homework in the living room while Chase and Bree were playing catch, Mr. Davenport was messing with an invention that was on his head and Adam was bench pressing Leo. Tasha was talking to someone on the phone. "Yes, Mom. Leo and I love our new home," Tasha said into the phone. Ooh, she was talking to Rose. "Oh, you should come and visit," she said hesitantly. Oh dear.

"467, 468—put some muscle in it. 469..." Leo was counting off as Adam kept lifting him up.

"Shh!" Mr. Davenport shushed. I looked at him to see him standing in a weird position. "I'm picking up radio free Singapore," he said and started singing a song in, well, I don't know what language. "That's gonna be a hit. You mark my words," he said.

"But not today," Tasha said quickly. "Why? Because Donald's not feeling well. Look, I gotta go. He just threw up in my purse. Love you, bye!" she lied then quickly hung up.

"You know, we're gonna have to have your mother eventually," Mr. Davenport said. No. We don't.

"Now, we don't," Tasha said reading my mind. "Look, my mom doesn't just visit. She has inspections. If she spots anything weird, she well use it as an excuse for her to move in," Tasha explained.

"Comme l'enfer, je seconde que," I said, agreeing. (As hell, I second that) Mr. Davenport and Tasha looked at me. I shook my head. "Sorry, working on French homework. But, it's true. When she first met me, she actually monitored me and Leo when we hung out. And by monitor, I mean completely hovered over us," I explained.