The Mission We Can't Return From (Lab Rats Fanfiction)

Chapter 12 - Seeing Things Clearly

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12. Seeing Things Clearly

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(POV) Adam

Marcus grabbed onto my arm as we pulled away from the hug.

"Whoa there, what're you doin'?" I asked. Marcus laughed as Bree and Chase grabbed onto each other's hands. Those two, still so cute together. I just wanted to walk over there and pinch little Chase-y's cheeks. He finally found a girl. Given she wouldn't have been my first choice for him at first, but now, I'm totally on board.

"We're going back to the apartment building, Adam." Marcus replied as he held his hand... Or metal hand, on my arm. If felt like that robotic hand that the three of us picked up off of Davenport's desk the day we switched chips. That was crazy. Wait.

"Guys, there's something wrong." I stated before ripped my arm from Marcus and putting my fingers on my forehead. What was that?

"What?" Bree asked as she sped over to me, Chase following soon after. The scene began to play over and over again in my head. I couldn't keep my eyes open before I fell to the ground, holding my head in my hands. "Adam!" Bree yelled as she dove to the ground and rested her hands around my shoulders. I could feel the others kneeling down next to me as I blacked out slightly. I could still hear them, but the scene began to expand. I couldn't make out the figures, or the faces before everything became clear.

The young boy, three years old, began to walk along with his father in the adoption center hallway. The two walked along until the boy looked up to his father. Donald Davenport smiled back down to his son as he squeezed his hand and led him into the back. He stopped in front of a large window before another man joined Donald's side. Douglas Davenport stood next to the other half of Davenport Industries with a girl in his arms. She could have only been two by the looks of her face. The boy smiled as he tried to reach up and get the girls attention. But to no avail, she was fast asleep. The boy watched intently as he waited for someone to tell them what they were doing there.

"Which one?" Douglas whispered as he leaned in closer to Donald. "We need one to have the third and most important chip. These two will start to learning how to use their abilities soon enough." Douglas continued as he patted the girl on the back lightly, keeping her asleep on his shoulder. Her small arms wrapped around the man's neck while her brown hair fanned out around her face.

"What do you mean?" Donald asked. The boy looked from his father and over to his uncle before he could see the shock and fear.

"I mean, we have to train them to take over Davenport Industries. The sooner the better, right Donny?" Douglas teased as he punched Donald playfully on the shoulder. Donald frowned, not believing that this was what his brother meant.

"Right. Well, why don't you try and see which one gets along the best with Adam and Bree? I have to take this." Donald suggested before dropping his son's hand and slipping his phone up and out of his pocket. The small boy frowned as his father waved slightly to him and walked back down the hallway. Douglas groaned in annoyance before leaning down to the ground and waking up Bree. He pulled her to her feet before her eyes opened.

"Daddy..." Bree left off as she rubbed her eyes. The boy smiled before wrapping his arms around who could only feel like a sister to him. Bree laughed happily before letting her cousin pull her into a hug.

"Adam." She groaned happily. Douglas' frown turned slowly into a smile as he watched the two.

"Are you two ready to find your brother?" Douglas whispered, hoping the two would go along with it. The two smiled happily and nodded. "Good, because we need a third. Two bionics just doesn't sound right." Douglas stood up straight and held out his hands to the two before pulling them into the adoption center.