Chapter 8.

Third person POV.

(A/N, same reason as last chapter that it's not Chase's POV.)

Chase was immediately wheeled out of the ambulance with people yelling orders as Douglas and Adam had to practicality run to keep up with the stretcher before it disappeared behind two large doors and they had to sit down in the waiting room.

"Is he gonna be ok?" Adam asked his father, practically begging for a straight answer.

However, Douglas simply couldn't give him one, even though he wanted one himself.

"I... I don't know, Adam. We'll just have to wait."

Meanwhile, Donald had taken Leo and Bree to the infirmary. Leo had checked out fine except for a small concussion. Bree however was covered in burns, scrapes, bruises, plus a concussion as well. After Leo had checked out, he claimed he was gonna try and keep the students calm. Then the only girl of the family, excluding Tasha, started waking up.

"Mr. Davenport?" She asked quietly before coughing.

"Hey, easy." He whispered before grabbing a glass of water and lifting it to her lips.

"Where's Chase?"

"He's at the hospital."

"What about everyone else?"

"Douglas and Adam are with Chase, and Leo is calming down the students cause we've all had a hectic week."

"What about Sebastian?"

"He's back in jail. And he's not getting out for life. We destroyed his chip, and took any possible weapons. Your safe now, sweetheart."

"Is it true that I'm really adopted?" She asked as tears threatened to fall out of her eyes.

"Well, yes."

Then she broke down, upset that this whole time, she wasn't even with her real family.

"Bree? If you want, we could track down your actual family-" Donald started, but was cut off.

"No. If they didn't want me, then they don't deserve to meet me now. They've missed out. And no matter what, you are my family."

Donald smiled at the fact that his daughter was gonna stay while he hugged her as he cellphone rang. He picked it up to decline the call, but then saw it was Douglas.

"How's Chase?"

"What, no hello?"

"Douglas!"

"Sorry. He's currently in the ICU, but that's all they told us. We aren't even allowed to see him yet. How are Bree and Leo?"

"Leo's fine. Keeping the students calm. Bree's alright as well. Give Bree a few hours and we'll be over there."

"Alright. I'll call you if we get any updates."

"Thanks."

Donald then hung up the phone and smiled at his now sleeping daughter as he stroked her hair before going into the training area where Leo was trying to calm down the students, who eventually was calmed down, with the exception of Bob.

"How's my little Bumble-Bree?"

"She's fine and right here." We heard Bree say as they turned around to see her in her usual outfit consisting of a tank top, jeans and high heels. "Let's go to the hospital."

Donald and Leo followed after putting Perry in charge and immediately went to the hospital to see Douglas and Adam.

"Any news?" Donald asked, only to get shot down immediately.

"Ugh. How long is this gonna take?" Leo demanded.

"Adam and I have been here for four hours."

"That must mean it's really bad." Bree sighed quietly, only for the rest of the Davenports to nod before a nurse came out.

"Davenport?"

Douglas and Donald stood up and went over to her.

"How's Chase?"

"He's finally stable, and out of the ICU. You do, however, want to steer clear of his abdomen where that wound is. We were able to stitch it up, but it could easily rip. His only other injury is a concussion and he is currently conscious."

"Can we see him?"

"Of course. Room 813." She smiled before leaving.

"Hey kids. Wanna go see Chase?"

They all immediately sprung up at his offer and ran to the elevator as Donald clicked the button and they went to the floor.

Chase's POV.

I was watching a very interesting documentary on The Arctic Circle on the TV in my room when I heard the door open, making me flip it off when I saw who it was.

"Hey guys." I smiled happily.

Bree immediately came over and hugged me, which I returned as I sat up a little before feeling something pull on my skin, only noticing a few minutes later that it was the stitches.

"What did you guys do to Sebastian?" I questioned.

"He's in jail, for life. Chase, I'm sorry that it didn't work out how you wanted with him." Douglas sighed, laying his hand on my shoulder.

"It's alright." I sighed, actually a bit upset about what happened, but relieved that my family was ok.

Bree would be staying with us instead of going to find her family, and Sebastian had been taken back to jail, and Adam was still Adam. Pretty interesting week if you ask me.

The end.

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