Saving Mr. Davenport ✗ Bree Davenport

Chapter 14

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Chapter 14

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"Uh." I groaned as I jumped up on the cyber desk and laid down, breathing heavily as I did so. I wasn't sure how much longer I could train. I was fast, that was all I had to worry about. But then Chase had to go and remind me that there would most likely be hand to hand combat.

Chase laughed, also sounding exhausted since he hasn't trained for two years. I smiled as he walked over and sat down next to me on one of the chairs lining the cyber desk. I let my eyes close, taking in deep breaths as I tried to calm my breathing back to normal. I felt Chase's hand above mine just before he grabbed onto it. I smiled brightly at the feeling. I had missed this. I had missed the two of us. I didn't have to pretend to be normal around him like I had with Ethan and Owen. I could be bionic around him, and not have to worry.

"So you aren't asleep." Chase teased as I felt him hovering just above me. I laughed and shook my head before opening my eyes to see him now standing.

"Nope." I whispered before he placed a kiss to my cheek. I smiled as I breathed out. It felt great to have someone else on my side. I had been assuming "Chip" would help me since he supposedly knew Mr. Davenport when the time came. But now, I knew that I could rely on Chase. We had gone on missions together. We had faced the worst situations on the face of the earth together. There was no doubt in my mind that we would be able to defeat Douglas tomorrow, and whoever else is helping him.

"Why don't we call it. We don't want to be tired for tomorrow." Chase suggested as he played with our hands. I nodded as I sat up straight, letting my legs hang off the side of the cyber desk. He smiled as he glanced down to the floor. He looked happier than he was letting on. We had each other now, and he was home. Hopefully, home for good. Or at least he and I could start a home like this somewhere else. I never wanted him to have to go through what he already had.

"I missed this place." Chase breathed before turning back to face me. I smiled sympathetically for him. I hated what we had said to each other that night.

"We don't had to leave tomorrow-"

"Yes, we do. I never told you about this, but apparently Mr. Davenport can track our feelings on our chips. He knew that I liked you, and that you liked me. He sat me down the day before I left and told me that if it didn't stop, he would send me to facility X to finish my training. We can't stay here if we want to be together." Chase interrupted. I took in a deep breath, feeling like I had practically just been shot with the knowledge of this. Mr. Davenport never talked with me about this. It wasn't all Chase's fault, it was half my responsibility, as well.

"I'm sorry, Chase." I whispered as I reached for his hand. He had been through so much in the last two years, while I had stayed here, living the life he could only dream about.

"It's not your fault. I would rather it happen this way then for me to be sent away, never to see you again. I'm just scared to see him tomorrow." Chase added. I nodded as I played with our hands. I didn't want him to feel bad about what he had chosen to do to get out of this.

"What do you think he'll say? Why should you be scared?" I whispered, hoping I hadn't crossed any boundaries. Chase sighed as he glanced around the lab, almost looking for the answers to my questions.

"I don't know what he'll say, that's why I should be scared. I'm hoping he won't be mad that I left. But I also know that he might assume that I'm coming home after everything goes down tomorrow. He's going to be mad when he finds out that I'm taking you away, too." Chase explained surely. I knew he must have had time to think this through on his way up here. That reminds me.