The Other Dooley 2 - Lab Rats Season 2

My Mission? - Part 3

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Chase's POV
I found her. I finally found her. She's right behind this darn steel door.
Getting impatient I call Adam. "Adam, break down this door when I tell you."
I move back over to the door and call for Zoey. "Zoey, move away from the door, were about to break it down." I can hear her muffled okay and her moving away.
I nod to Adam and he hits the door with all his strength.

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Zoey's POV
I jump as the door falls to the ground, landing with a loud thud to reveal Adam and Chase. I rush over on my bare feet, jumping into Chase's arms. He feels me all over, nothing 'ewwwwy' about it, just him making sure I'm alright for him self.
I'm pulled from Chase into Adams arms who squeezes me tightly and shakes me in the air. "I'm so happy your alive!" He exclaims, and I can't keep the smile from my face.
"I'm happy I'm alive too, Adam. Where's Bree?" I ask, looking around for the bionic.
"She's keeping the McCladdens' busy." Chase says as we start making our way towards the door. His grip on my hand was tight as we ascended the stairs.
We ran through countless hallways until we got back to the dining room I had been in earlier. The only difference was that this time, Jacob just stood there, alone.
"It's your fault, my dad left. He'll be back for me later, but you're going to be dead by then." He says, staring right at me.
We all got into fighting stances. "Where's Bree?" Adam was the first one too talk, asking all of our questions.
Jacob smirked. "Oh, here." He turned around and dragged an unconscious Bree out from under the table. "She was quite good at distracting us, but she couldn't do anything to our stun dart. She'll be out for about a day or so, we gave her a pretty big dose."
He shoves her halfway across the space in between us and pulls out a gun. "Go ahead, get her."
I can tell Adam was about to step forward, but I don't give him the chance. I take a small step forward, trying to reason with Jacob. "Your doing this to please your father, I get that. When my father was alive I would have done anything in the world for him, but this is going to far. You need to realize what's right and what's wrong Jacob-"
"Shut up." He says, his voice wavering.
"You were never taught the difference, but I can give you the basics right now. Doing this, what your doing-"
"I said shut up!" And he fires. The shot grazes my arm, creating a cut. It wasn't that bad but it hurt like hell.
"Zoey!" I hear Chase yell, but I wave him off. Adam's already run and gotten Bree, and is now waiting for me. I've gotta try and get through to him, for his sake.
"It's wrong." I keep walking right past Bree, and reach out for Jacob. "Come on, Jacob. Give me the gun."
His hand wavered and the gun stared to lower. "What you did and what you have done, it's not your fault. Your father influenced you, and if you go to jail, I will speak in your honor at your trial. So please, Jacob, Give me the gun."
I hold my hand out for the gun, and he shakily lowers it into my hand. I grip the gun, put the safely on and toss it to the ground near Chase, Adam, and Bree.
"Can I go home now? My mom lives in Mission Creek, California. Can I go live with her?" Jacob says, his voice shaky.
"Of course a you can, come on."

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I lay in my bed, finally out of that horrible dress. I'm cold, but too lazy to get under the covers. After we dropped Jacob off and I got back home, Uncle D apologized for everything he did. He said he shouldn't have put me in the field like that and he was sorry. I forgave him, but in return he has to let me keep Red, the fox I brought home with me a while ago.
Well speaking of Red. She jumps up my bed and cuddles into my side. I softly pet her fur, thinking through all that's happened. When I think of my time in the cell my stomach growls.
As if on cue, my bionic boyfriend comes in with a steaming plate of steak and broccoli. "I figured you might be hungry. Jacob confessed that they didn't feed you often in that cell."
I smile at him and graciously accept the plate, sticking my fork in it and taking a big bite. I almost moan at the taste. "Alright, this is way too good for anybody here's cooking where is it from?"
He smiles sheepishly and scratches the back of his head. "We actually got it from outback, 6.0 oz. medium cooked right?" I smile at the small blush starting to spread over his cheeks.
Putting my plate down I reach over and give him a hug. At first it was just for the food, but when we didn't let go we realized it was more then that. "I thought I'd lost you." He says, his voice cracking.
I pull away and look him in the eyes. "You didn't loose me Chase, I'm here, and I'm not going anywhere." He smiles softly at me and leans in to give me a kiss.
The kiss was soft, gentle, simply reassurance, but after a minute it got more passionate. He ran his hands up and down my back as I ran my fingers through his hair. He leans forward, inducing me to fall back on the bed. He crawls on top and we resume kissing. Earlier I had been cold, but now I'm warm. Kissing Chase was like setting fire to my heart, but without the burn.
We eventually stop kissing and he rolls next to me, gripping me protectively and putting his face in my neck. "I love you, Zoey"
"I love you too Chase."