Chase P.O.V
My eyes feel like they'll shut close any second now by force, I am now more exhausted than I've ever been before, I'm usually the one who sleeps the latest from everyone for some reason, I don't know why. I've never felt like this before.
What if we never recovered, and we could never save the world anymore? Adam might have to fight alone, but I don't think Mr. Davenport wouldn't accept that... Of course he wouldn't accept that, this is Mr. Davenport I'm talking about here. It's usually his inventions that put the world in danger, and he's still an inventor, I seriously have no idea how that works... I think I would if I had my bionic chip back... But I don't..
If theres a mission soon... Someone's going to have to go... I could go... I could put my bionic chip back in and use my force field ball or my molecular kinesis and be in the wheelchair at the same time... It could work... Without my bionic chip... I'm nothing... Adam was right all those times.
My eyes started closing, I didn't even try to open them again, I just let them close shut.
Jasmin P.O.V
''Do you guys think Chase is okay?'' I stared at the elevator, tempted to go upstairs.
''He does seem a bit down..'' Luke added.
Bree shrugged.
I stared down at my cast and began thinking, what would my arm look like? Yesterday, Leo showed me the ex-ray Mr. Davenport took of my arm, I don't have super intelligence like Chase would have if he still had his chip, but it looked bad, and it hurts a lot every once in a while. Tasha sometimes catches me wince in pain, I always tell her that I'm fine, that it doesn't hurt at all, even though it hurts more than I can ever imagine.
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Lab Rats-Muddles and Messes
Teen Fiction(Sequel to: Lab Rats-Stranded) (Jasmin, Chase, Bree, Luke, Adam and Leo are known as the Lab Rats in my stories) After the Lab Rats had failed at their mission on the unknown island, that just happened to be where Douglas's lair was, they got badly...
