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"Bree, Kaz, Skylar. How's the evacuation going?" Chase asked through the comms; Oliver moved the last of the debris away from the mine shaft entrance and started to seal the unsteady parts with ice.

"Everyone's out. All minor injuries, and one dog." Bree reported before turning to see Kaz playing with the dog. "If it ends up in the apartment, then you're taking the fall." The comm went silent. She heard a 'oh, shit' in the back and a wooshing sound. Feeling her anxiety build up, she questioned. "Chase, what's going on?"

"Uh, Bree. It's Oliver. He passed out."

"Do you know why?" Bree questioned, trying to keep her panic at bay. If he was injured, her panicking wouldn't help anything. When Oliver just responded with a no, she responded quickly. "On my way. Just make sure he keeps a pulse." She turned to her teammates who had let the dog go back to its owner. "Kaz, Skylar, calm down the evacuees till the EMTs get here. I gotta go check on Chase." She sped over to the mine and put her fingers against his brother's neck while turning to Oliver. "What happened?"

"He just went down. I must've turned my back for a minute." Oliver explained before muttering a "sorry" under his breath.

"None of us knew he would pass out." Bree assured just as Chase started to groan and stir. "Speaking of which."

"What happened?" Chase groaned as he put his hand behind his head, trying to blink away the slight blur in his vision.

"Why don't you tell us? You passed out on the mission." Bree demanded, and watched as Chase's face went from confusion to realization.

"I might have low blood sugar right now."

Bree groaned, remembering that her brother had only eaten half of his breakfast that morning and didn't get a chance to eat lunch before the mission alert went off. "Chase, please tell me you ate something besides half of your breakfast." When all she received a sheepish smile, making her groan. "Sometimes I really doubt your intelligence."

"Are you still dizzy?" Oliver questioned, receiving a nod from Chase, who still hadn't gotten up.

"We need to get you back to the penthouse without passing out. I could carry you." She suggested, but Chase shrugged her off.

"I'll be fine. Just give me a second to stand up."

"So you can hit your head again? Stay down. I'll carry you." She insisted, giving the information to Kaz and Skylar before turning back to her brother. "Ready?"

"Not really, but go ahead." Chase groaned as he latched his hand against Bree's bicep, shooting a final look at Oliver before being sped away.