You guys made it past Giselle and the android, Tory. You came here with Adam and Bree; there was no way in hell you were letting them go alone in saving Chase. Yes, you could have helped Dougles and Leo back on the island, but you wouldn’t be able to get your mind off the fact that Chase could be killed.

You three took down Giselle and Tory and ran to her lab to free Chase, but when you guys got there, Chase was on that table, motionless. You stared as Adam and Bree ran over to him, panicked over their brother.

“Chase!” Bree yells and touches her neck, trying to find a pulse. Adam leans down and presses his ear against Chase’s chest. He looks up, panicked.

“No, he’s not breathing.”

Bree lifts her hand off of Chase’s neck, "There's no pulse."

That snapped you out of it. You walked over, shaking your head and pushed Bree out of the way, “You are doing it wrong. You put your fingers here.”

You put your fingers on his neck, and your blood runs cold, and your stomach drops. No, no, no, this can’t be happening. No, this can’t be happening.

“No, no, this isn’t happening," Adam says with tears in his eyes and shakes Chase’s shoulders, “Come on, Chase, come on.”

You stare at him, and you blink as Bree pulls Adam away from Chase's dead body, his dead body. Chase is gone. You shake your head and grab Chase’s shoulders, “No, you don’t get to do this to me. Not you. You do not get to do this to me, do you understand!”

You stare at him, blinking the tears away. You and Chase are close; you have a connection. You don’t talk about it, but you make sure he is taking care of himself, you pull him away from things, and make him eat, shower, and sleep. You make sure he doesn't push himself too hard, you are there for him when he has a nightmare that he thinks no one else knows about. He is there for you when you have a panic attack or flashbacks about your abusive past. He is there for you when you show your softer side and let down your guard. You balance each other out.

“This is all my fault,” Bree says through tears, and you look up from Chase glaring.

“Damn right it’s your fucking fault!” You snap stepping around the table to Bree pointing at her chest, “If it wasn't for you this would have never fucking happened! Chase would still be alive!”

“Stop it nameAdam says grabbing you and pulling you back. You glare at her as she shakes her head, wiping her tears when they hears Giselle walk around the corner.

“Oh, what a shame,” Giselle says mockingly and you stand taller and glare at her. You don’t have bionics, you were raised by a soldier and made into one by an abusive father. You are good with hand-to-hand combat and you are ready to take her down. She smirks at you guys, “You arrived too late.”

Adam is shaking and he growls out, in a voice that you and Bree have only heard once and that's when Marcus was going to kill Leo, “I will destroy you for what you did to him!”

“Im going to kill you,” You growl out grabbing your knife from your belt. You are shaking but ready to throw down if need be.

Giselle rolls her eyes and holds up her watch as she says, "I'm so sorry for your loss, but why mourn your brother when you could join him.”

A door opens up and a bandore stands there. But then he falls on his face before Chase walks out and he smirks walking over to them, “Yeah, join me in kicking your butt.”

“Chase,” Bree exclaims as she wraps her arms around him. You stare at him, blinking like you can’t believe it.

“You're alive!” Adam says and goes to hug his little brother before looking back at Chase on the table then back at Chase, “Wait there's two of you, I’m having mixed emotions right now!”

That happiness didn't last long, they had to finish the battle. You still didn't look at Chase for long. Everything in you is still panicking. When you guys get back to the island you just go to your room. You close the door and change out of your mission suit.

You hear the door open and you know who it is. Chase. You don’t turn around you keep putting on your hoodie and sweatpants as Chase’s voice says from behind you, “Name”