The Begining...Of the End(Lab Rats.Chase)

Chapter Four: The Other Side Of The Story...

Adam's Pov

I walked out wiping tears with my knuckles roughly.

At least he's alive. At least he's alive I kept repeating to myself.

We walk out and each one of us hops into my car, but I feel like someone was missing.

I kept walking and sat in the drivers seat. I leaned back into the pillow-like thingy on top of the seat in the car. Everyone did the same. We all took deep breathers and kept on inhaling and exhaling and inhaling and exhaling and...

Ughhhh!! We need to snap out of this. I hit the dashboard hard with my fist, which caused everyone to jump.

"Adam!" They all shouted.

"What?!" I exclaimed, and I turned to face them. "Were all being sourpusses and don't get the fact that HE IS STILL ALIVE. You have to realize that and stop being such cry-babies. You have to face reality and deal with the fact! Keep on praying and you'll see results! You have no faith! Just keep on believing and good things will happen! Man!" I turned and slammed the wheel, causing the horn to go as loud as it could.

I didn't know how that happened. Tears just flooded my eyes. I shut my eyes tightly and remembered my past, my memories,... with Chase.

I remembered the time that he pretended to get stuck in his capsule and almost suffocated just so I could continue going on missions with them.

I remembered the time he went to get cytainium for Mr.Davenport, and almost froze to death stuck inside an avalanche.

I remembered the time were we ran away from home, and he protected us through and through.

I missed him.

And I missed him A LOT.

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Bree's POV

I woke up groggily, and unaware of my surroundings. I then realized that I was sleeping in someone's chest. I quickly got up.

My memory came back like a waterfall. I looked over to Chase's bed, tears stinging my eyes. Then I looked back to the person I had rested on.

I couldn't take it. I couldn't stay in there. I couldn't. I kissed my brother's forehead and whispered to him that everything was going to be ok.

I then looked over to him. To my brother's accomplice. My brother's helper. My brother's...friend. His one and only friend.

He had been my resting sanctuary for the past half hour or so. He has made me feel safe beyond reasons. I knew I could trust this person with my life. I'm thankful for all he has done.

I walk over to him and kiss his hand, then hugged him. His skin is ashen. Pale as snow. Red as blood. I felt the tears falling silently.

I was so emotional that I didn't hear the door open behind me.

"Honey, visiting hours are over." A voice said softly.

I spun around on the heal of my shoe.

There stood a woman that was wearing a nurses outfit. She came closer, I shrunk back.

"Shh, it's going to be ok. Shhh." She used such a gentle voice that lured me out of the room.

She wrapped her arms around me firmly, but gently, and led me out of the room, and into the lobby. I guess she could tell I was a bit dazed and still a little sleepy from my little nap, so she steered me outside.

"Hon, what's your parents' number? I'll call them if you-" Her soft voice was cut off, by someone screaming my name.

I didn't catch the face or even name of the nurse that helped me, but I was thankful.

I was taken in by a pair of sturdy arms. Those pair of arms bridal style carried me to the car.

I was put in a seat next to someone whose arms wrapped around me like a blanket. Adam.

Guess Davenport was driving.

The hospital was far from home. Everyone fell into a slumber.

Except Adam.

The car lulled me into a sleepy dreamland of happy memories before...before things happened.

I felt a breath close to my ear.

"We haven't forgotten him," The voice said.

Adam's voice was the last thing I heard before falling into a deep, deep, sleep.