Technical Difficulties

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"Hello?" I answer my phone.

"Mellie? Is that you?" Mr. Davenport? What does he want?

"Yes sir. Can I help you?"

"You need to come over. Quick. Bring your dad. There's been some...um, technical difficulties."

"Oh no. ChaseAdamBree?"

"Yes, it involves them." There's a scream coming from the background. It sounds vaguely Leo-ish.

"ITS NOT WORKING, BIG D!!! FIX IT!!!!"

"I'm coming, Mr. D!" I hang up and throw the phone in my backpack. My special emergency backpack with gadgets and whatsits that Dad made for me at work. I run into Dad's office, where he's currently "working". He's playing solitare on his computer. "Dad!"

He clicks out of the game. "Ah, Mellie. I'm not playing card games I'm-"

"No time. We need to go over to the Davenport's, NOW!"

He grabs his backpack of techie stuff and we run over to the Davenports.

"Hello, Mellie! Mathew! How are you-" We push past Tasha. "Well!"

"Sorry, Tasha. There's a something going on." I say.

"There's always a something going on in that basement."

Dad and I run to the lab, where Leo and Mr. D are hunched over three familiar figures.

"Oh no." I say. We walk to them. Dad jumps right in with the technical stuff. Leo's currently banging his fist on a screen, so I imagine he has no idea what to do. "Leo? What's going on? What's wrong with Adam, Bree and Cha-" My voice stops as I see Chase. All three of the siblings look relatively bad, but Chase looks the worse. I kneel down. "Leo, what's wrong? Tell me." Leo kneels down next to me.

"It's Krane. He....he tried destroying them, and well, it might have worked. They're all unconscious and not responding to anything Big D is doing."

"What do we do?" I say, turning to Mr. Davenport. He's sitting down, looking very hopeless.

"I don't know."

I turn to Dad. "Dad?" He just shakes his head.

I take Chase's hand, which is covered in new scratches and dirt. "Chase......you have to wake up." This takes me back to when Douglas kidnapped me and Chase was knocked unconscious. It also reminds me of my mother.

"What is going on down here, Donald?" We all spin around to an angry Tasha. She sees Adam, Bree and Chase and shrieks.

We're all kneeling beside them now, in complete silence. I start to hear someone crying. I think it's me. I feel under my eyes. No, not me. I look to Tasha. Not her. Leo? He's kind of sensitive. No, not him. Not Dad. He hasn't cried in forever. I look. Not him. I turn to Mr. Davenport.

Yeah.

It's him.

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