Broken bones.

Bree's POV.

All of us were playing Operation when we heard the mission alert, making us all run downstairs as Chase opened the alert.

"There is a fire at the pier and hundreds are there for a wedding at sea. We have to go." Chase yelled as he grabbed his mission bag.

What I didn't understand was that their was a fire, surrounded by ocean, but at the same time, I knew we had to save the civilians, so we grabbed our bags as well and left, Chase grabbed onto my arm and we got there in less then a second.

"Kaz, start the evacuation, Oliver, start putting out the fire with your water vortex, Skylar, Bree, use your speed to make a vortex to help Oliver, I'll use my scan to look for anyone who might be trapped. Any questions?"

We all shook our heads and started doing our jobs when Chase started running towards one of the boat on fire, making me help his name, but he ignored it as he continued running. We had gotten the fire put out and Kaz was calling 911 when I noticed Chase hadn't come back. Panicking immediately, I ran towards the boat and found that the mast was on top of Chase.

"No!" I screamed as I tried to pry it off, only for Skylar and Oliver to come over and lift it off of him.

I picked him up in my arms and held him close, only for him to grimace and whimper in his unconscious sleep, meaning he was alive.

"That should've crushed him. How'd he survive?" Oliver asked as I put him in his arms.

"His force field. He must've turned it on to stop the crushing impact, then turned it off." I replied as we went back to the penthouse.

"Oliver, put Chase on your bed. I have to call in a specialist." I explained as I pulled out a cellphone.

"Dr. Davenport...needs a specialist?" He asked.

"Everyone needs help sometimes, now clear out and someone bring me the portable X-ray." I snapped as they all left while I pressed my phone, happy that he picked up.

"Hey Adam? I need a favor..."

*time skip*

After scanning Chase to see he had a broken right arm, a broken left leg, and four broken ribs, along with a small concussion, I heard someone knock on the door, so I went downstairs and opened it to see Adam. I hugged him tightly, cause I missed him, and I felt him hug me just as tightly.

"So what did you need my help with, Doctor?" He asked, knowing I was in doctor mode.

"Come with me." I sighed as we went to the boys room, Adam commenting on how big the penthouse was compared to the island.

I opened the door, and saw that Chase laying down still, unconscious.

"What happened to him? And I want a mission suit like that!"

"We were on a mission when the mast of a sailboat landed on him. And I'll talk to Douglas about getting you one."

"So what do I need to do?"

"I still have to set the bones, meaning I need you to hold him down."

"Like that one time when-" he started, but I cut him off by nodding and stroking my younger brother's hair, knowing what he was talking about.

"We have to wait till he wakes up, so we don't hurt him more. Can you go get me a ice pack for his head?"

Adam nodded and left the room, while I was still holding Chase's hand. Just then, I heard a groan and saw his eyes twitching, making me immediately look at him just as his eyes opened, but seemed unfocused when Adam came back with the ice pack. I placed it on his head.

"Chase? Can you hear me?" I asked gently.

"Bbrreeee? Aaddaamm?" He slurred out.

"Yeah it's us, buddy. Can't believe that when I finally get to visit you, it's because your injured."

"What happened?" He asked, able to talk better, as he tried to sit up, making Adam and I both jump up and get him back down.

Adam looked at me, seeing if I was ready, and when I nodded, he laid one hand on Chase's feet and the other on his shoulder while I gently grabbed onto his leg. I took a deep breath before cracking it back into place, making Chase cry out in pain while he wrestled against Adam's hold. Then, with Adam's help, pulled off the top half of Chase's mission suit so I could get to his ribs. I placed two my fingers gently on the first of his ribs, making him stir, before I pushed it back into place, making him stiffen up and start sweating. Adam grabbed a washcloth and laid it on his forehead while I did the second rib, making him jerk slightly. Adam and I then switched sides so I could do the other ribs and his arm. I dabbed his forehead with the washcloth, hearing him let out a quiet breath of pain before I grabbed his arm gently and pushed it back into place, making him thrash and letting the washcloth fall into the floor from the sudden movement. I quickly grabbed it, pressed it back onto his forehead and quickly did the other two ribs. He was now heaving and gasping, and while I held his hand and pressed the washcloth on his head, Adam brought over my kit, and I quickly bandaged him up before he sighed in relief and looked at us.

"Th-that...hu-hurt." He then closed his eyes, and Adam gently ran his hand through his hair, before asking me a question.

"Can I stay for a little while? To make sure he's ok?"

Before I could answer, Chase spoke quietly.

"Ple-please, Ad-Adee."

I sighed, before answering yes, as Adam went downstairs.

Adam's POV.

I walked downstairs to where Skylar, Kaz and Oliver were and smiled.

"Hey Adam. What cha smiling about?" Oliver asked.

"I'm gonna be here for awhile, to take care of Chase."

Oliver and Kaz looked panicked as they suddenly tried to push me out.

"Adam, you wanna leave, now."

"What? Why would I wanna leave?" I asked before remembering about Bree.

"Bree is crazy! We're going to bed at eight every night, practically being forced to do our homework, and don't even get me STARTED on when we're hurt or sick." Kaz explained as he once again started to push me out, but I turned around and walked past him, thinking.

'I'll do whatever to be with my family again.'

This was suggested by Darth Becky 726 on fanfiction! Please suggest some ideas! As I've mentioned before, this is a collaboration and we love getting new prompts!

Over and out.

Susz13.