Only You Can Afford My Love// A Chase Davenport Love Story

You Posted What!?! Pt.2

Chase's P.O.V.

Bree, Juliana, and I leaned against the kitchen counter as we watched Adam get scanned for radioactivity. Juliana leaned against me, and Bree sighed.

"I wonder how Mr. Davenport is holding up," Bree said.

"I'm sure he's fine," I said. "He's the one who trained us how to handle interrogations."

"He's probably crying," Juliana commented, and I chuckled a bit.

"Who knows."

Later... Juliana's P.O.V.

Adam, Bree, Chase, and I were sitting on the couch now when the elevator opened and mom rushed out.

"Great news guys," Mom said. "They've got nothing on you. You're free to go." 

My eyes widened and Chase and I looked at each other.

"I never said that," Agent Gram, and my face fell again.

"But you don't have any evidence-" Dad went to say.

"They're bionic humans, I don't need any more evidence. And I will be taking them away for a much more, thorough examination."

"Where?" Bree and I asked.

"A secure testing facility in the desert."

"Ooh," Adam said. "Is it area 51?"

"No."

"Area 52?"

"No."

"Area 53?"

"No!"

"He's getting madder, I must be getting closer." 

I sighed and Chase stepped forward. "What about Juliana?" He asked.

"She's going to be taken to a facility to be experimented on too." 

My eyes widened, and so did everyone else's.

"What?!" Everyone asked.

"But she's not bionic!" Dad exclaimed.

"But she does have two odd components in her blood, that we believe could give her superhuman abilities," Agent Gram explained. 

I put on a straight face and I looked at the man in the suit. "Do you have any proof?" I asked, and he looked at me, shaking his head.

"No."

"Then you can't arrest me. There's no evidence that my dad or anyone else has ever conducted an experiment on me, or messed with my blood in any way. And besides, your warrant isn't valid to arrest me." 

Agent Gram growled in frustraition, and I saw Chase smirk out of the corner of my eye.

"What about Mr. Davenport?" Bree asked, stepping forward. "What's gonna happen to him?"

"He's been harboring unauthorize weapons of mass destruction," Agent Gram stated. "So, we'll be taking him into custody. That'll be in my, full report." 

We all looked at each other.

"Look, it doesn't matter what happens to me," Dad said. "But admit it, you're never gonna let them go."

"Don't worry. Lots of people thrive in solitary confinement." 

My eyes widened. "What?" I asked. "So you're gonna split them up?"

"Absolutely." Agent Gram looked up from his folder. "They're too dangerous to leave together, so they'll be separated until they're no longer a threat."