Disclaimer: I do not own Lab Rats or the parts of the plot from the book Girl Stolen by April Henry.

I quietly pushed on the clear panel of the caspule, the side squeaking open. I kept my eyes on Chase, who laid curled up on the floor by his desk. He shifted slightly, but not enough to symbolize that he was awake.

I stepped down from the capsule platform, listening to Chase's boyish snores. When he didn't stir, I put one foot forward. I cringed as the ground made this loud creaking noise. I waited for Chase to pop up from the ground and ask me why I wasn't sleeping. I could almost hear his voice in my head saying, "Bree, go back in the capsule. It's not time to wake up yet," but nothing happened. Chase's body was still motionless at the end of the room.

I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding. I had to be more cautious if I was going to make it out of this lab without being spotted. I stretched my leg out far, slowly shifting my weight. I treated the floor as if it was a layer of ice over a pond; thin and brittle. One wrong or too hasty move, and it shatters, plunging me into the frozen waters below. Except the chilly water wouldn't sting as bad as knowing I had been caught before making it out of the room. Especially by Chase.

My initial plan was to go straight to the door and make a run for everything I was worth. But then I remembered that Chase might wake up from the loud footsteps. I couldn't have anyone on my tracks.

I stepped over towards the desk. Chase's sleeping body was right next to my feet. I couldn't believe I was about to do this. It wasn't like me at all. Hurting Chase after all he's done and how much he means to me would be like hurting myself.

I pulled a long, cylindrical piece of metal off the desk. My fingers were practically vibrating in fear of what I was about to do. Tears brimmed the corners of my eyes but I squeezed them shut and took a deep, hiccuping breath.

I mouthed, "I'm sorry, Chase," before turning my face and slamming the metal rod onto his head. When I looked back at Chase, he looked like a dead body sprawled across the ground. I wasn't trying to kill him; just knock him out long enough for me to escape. I wouldn't be able to live with myself knowing I had killed the person closest to me. I could only hope he wasn't dead.

I ran out of the room, tears still floating around in my eyes. Yes, I regreted doing that to Chase, but I needed to focus. I was losing precious time.

The entire way through the corridors I couldn't get my mind off what I did to Chase. How could I? He had helped me ever since we arrived at the lab. Chase was nothing but nice and caring for me when I needed someone the most. He was going to risk his life and help me run away the next morning. And I repay him by bashing his head in? I am the worst friend in the world.

I made it to the elevator undetected. The entire way down to the garage I tried to recollect my thoughts, which had been scrambled up from what happened to Chase. I needed to leave the garage with the minimum amount of noise possible and super speed through the woods.

Taking the Davencar would've been a hundred times easier, but there would've been a few complications. For one thing, I didn't know how to drive yet. I would probably only make it a few yards before ramming into a tree.

And another thing, they would be able to hear the engine when I started it. They could probably even track the car through the forest. Maybe Jake or Marcus had a magnetism app like Chase, and could attract the car back to the lab. I couldn't take any of those risks.

As the elevator doors slid open, I looked around before stepping out. There were workshop benches and cyberdesks along the walls. The Davencar sat directly in the middle of the garage. I circled it, remembering the rules that Dad had set for it.

"Three feet away at all times, and no breathing on the windows!"

No wonder Dad was always so protective of his inventions. His twisted, evil brother kept trying to steal them!

I looked at the tables and recognized several other gadgets my Dad had made. The exoskeleton sat in the corner next to a table that held a cellular duplicator and a neuroscrambler.

Another invention that caught my eye was the latest of his "spacial microprojection technology". It creates a virtual wall that maches your environment that people can hide behind. Adam and Leo used it on a mission once. It appearantly worked fine until Adam stood on the wrong side of the device and was blinded.

I was inturrupted from my memories by the sound of a machine kicking on through the wall. The elevator. Someone was coming down into the garage!

I grabbed the holographic device and dashed towards the steel garage doors. I pressed a circular red button by the wall and the thick doors rolled open slowly. I heard the lift come to a stop. The door wasn't open far enough for me to walk out.

A faint "ding" noise sounded for the elevator and I dove for the floor, sliding under the door. I wiggled my body out just in time. I stumbled to my feet and ran to the side of the mountain. It was still fairly dark, but I could see little specks of sunlight start to rise through the trees. It was almost morning.

There was a little spot carved in the side of the mountain that had enough excess rock to block me. I crouched down behind the ledge, holographic device in hand.

From my hiding spot, I could hear the elevator doors slide open and footsteps pat against the floor in the garage.

"C'mon, Douglas said he heard something, and the girl's cell is empty."

I heard a gasp. "I bet she escaped!" An overenthusiastic voice said.

"Nooo," the first speaker drawled out, sounding sarcastic.

"Marcus, she's not here anymore. I think she tried to run away. Hey, the door's open!"

"No duh, Sherlock! Grab a weapon and let's search."

"Who's Sherlock?"

I pulled the Power Pellets out of my pocket and stuffed them in my mouth. I peered around the corner of the ledge and saw the backs of Marcus an Jake, each with threatening guns bound to their arms. I quickly ducked my head back down, still chewing the snacks.

"Hey, Marcus, I think I heared something over there!"

My breath caught in my throat and I immediately stopped eating the Power Pellets. What if Jake heard me chewing? Had I been caught? No, there were plenty of other things he could've heard. Like a bird or something. Surely he didn't hear me.

"That's rediculous. No way that girl I stupid enough to hide right next to the lab."

I scowled, even though Marcus couldn't see. I'm sure if he was running for his life and this was the only spot available to take cover, he would go for it. Just saying.

"No, I really heard something. Just come check it out."

I heard their footsteps growing louder. They had heard me. My heart was pounding in my ears. I whipped my head from side to side, looking for a way to sneak out from my hide out. When I found no alternative, my trembling hands searched the holographic device for the on switch. But I was too late. They were right in front of the rock. I could hear their breaths. They knew I was here.

AN: Uh, oh. Bree's about to be captured again! Sorry for the cliffie, but I just love tormenting you guys! XD

Any thoughts on the chapter? What will happen next? Is Chase Okay? WHERE IS TREVOR?!? Tell me what you're thinking!!!

Also, Happy Valentine's Day to all! I don't have a boyfriend (not that I'm interested in a relationship at the moment) but it was still an okay day. I ate a ton of chocolate! XD

Until next time . . .

PEACE OUT PICKLES!!!