AN: So, I hope you guys like this! These first two chapters are inspired by two different dreams that I had recently. Hopefully this is alright, and if you guys have any ideas on what I could do for future chapters, just leave your ideas or suggestions in the reviews. Thanks, and enjoy the story! :D

Disclaimer: I do not own Lab Rats.

Bree's PoV:

I walked into our house, exhausted from our day at school. Oh well. At least it was Friday, so we didn't have school tomorrow. But, we also had homework tonight, and lots of it. Stupid teachers. I sighed and walked up to my new room, taking my backpack with me. I might as well get started.

Yeah, Mr. Davenport had recently given me, Adam, and Chase our own rooms, and I had to admit, I was loving it. But I also missed the lab, and though I would never admit it, I kinda missed my brothers. I had slept in the lab with them for so long, and now all of a sudden, we were seperated. It was...different, I guess. But at least they're both a few doors down.

I stepped into my room and threw my bag down on my bed. I kicked off my shoes and flopped down onto my bed. I moved my backpack next to me and took out all my books. I had, Algebra, History, ELA, French, and Science. I was best at French and History, so I narrowed it down to starting with either of those. Let's see. In French I have to do two worksheets with twenty questions on each worksheet. In History, I have to read a chapter and then answer a few questions on it. Ugh! Okay, I'll start with History.

As I read, my eyes started to grow heavy. "NO, Bree. Finish," I murmured to myself. Well, maybe a short nap will help. It couldn't hurt, right? I glanced at the clock on my bedside table and saw that it read 3:30 p.m. Okay. I'll sleep till four, and then I'll finish my homework. I laid my head down ontop of my history book, and I soon gave way to the sleep that was threatening to overcome me.

*Bree's Dream*

I was lying on the ground in an unfamiliar place. Where was I? I stood up slowly, my head pounding and my body aching. I was looking for a way out when I heard it. A scream. I knew that voice, but who was it? The mystery voice screamed again, and I could tell that it was a guy. I listened as the mystery voice screamed over and over, and the voice grew more and more familiar.

"Help!" the voice yelled, "Anyone, please help!" That was when I realized who was screaming. Chase. All of a sudden, the door to the room I was in burst open, and I supersped out of the room, ignoring the pain in my body.

"Chase?! Chase, where are you?!" I yelled, but all I got was a scream in response.

I supersped through the whole building, which wasn't that big. But no matter how close I got, Chase's screams always moved around, one second being close, the next second being really far away. Eventually, Chase's screams stopped moving around, staying in the same spot for once. His screams echoed around in my head, scarring me for life. I couldn't protect him. I couldn't protect my little brother. I failed. I'm a horrible big sister.

I followed the sound of Chase's screams until I came to a room with a closed door. I started to think of ways to get inside, but the door flew open, nearly hitting me. I ran in and saw Chase lying on the floor, bloodied and bruised. He had cuts all over him, and he was bleeding out through his stomach. Someone had stabbed him.

"Chase!" I exclaimed, superspeeding to his side and dropping down next to him.

He opened his eyes to look at me. "Bree," he gasped out, "Bree, it hurts."

I started to cry as I said, "I know. I know, sweetie, but just hold on. I'm going to get you out of here, and we'll fix you up. You'll be fine." I stroked his hair off of his forehead because it had been stuck there with sweat.

"Bree," Chase gasped out again, grasping my hand, "I'm not gonna make it, and we both know that. It'll be okay, Bree, you're strong. You can make it without me. You'll be fine."

"No," I argued, "No I won't. Chase, I know I say that I can't wait to leave you and Adam, but you two are my brothers, and I love you. I'm so, so sorry."

"It's okay, Bree. I know. Smartest man in the world, remember?" He started to laugh a little, but he ended up coughing up blood. "I love you Bee-bee," he said.

"I love you too, Chasey."

And with that, Chase's head fell back, and he stopped breathing.

"Chase? Chase! Chase, wake up! Chase! I'm sorry, Chase, come back! Chase!" I cried.

But he wasn't coming back. I sat there, holding Chase in my arms and crying. I realized the horrible truth. Chase was dead.

*End of Bree's Dream*

Chase's PoV:

I was playing video games with Adam and Leo while Tasha made dinner. I had already done my homework, and Adam and Leo decided to do their's tomorrow, though they probably wouldn't.

"Will one of you boys go get Bree for dinner?" Tasha asked. I saw that Adam and Leo weren't getting up any time soon, so I paused the game and went up to Bree's room.

When I walked in, I saw Bree sleeping on her bed, her head resting on her open history book and her other books scattered around her. I walked up to her bed and moved some of her books out of the way, sitting down next to her.

I noticed that her face looked worried and...scared? She must be having a bad dream. I also noticed that she was muttering in her sleep.

"Bree. Bree, wake up. Come on, Bree, get up," I said, shaking her shoulder softly.

"Chase, Chase, Chase, wake up. Chase, I'm sorry, Chase. Come back. CHASE!" she screamed, bolting up and almost knocking me off the bed. She was crying and breathing heavily and rapidly.

"Bree, Bree calm down, I'm right here. What's wrong?" I asked, laying a hand on her shoulder. She looked up at me with big, scared eyes that widened when she saw me.

"CHASE!" she yelled, grabbing me and bringing me into a hug. I hugged her back, confused. Now she was starting to worry me.

"Bree, what happened, what's wrong?"

"Chase, you, you died!" she cried, tightening her grip on me.

"Bree, what are you talking about?" I asked her, growing more and more confused by the second.

"I, I had this dream, this nightmare. I woke up in a strange room, and I had no idea where I was. I heard someone screaming over and over and over again, and I realized that it was you. I got out of the room and ran around, trying to follow your screams. But every time I got close to finding you, you would get farther away. Eventually, I found you, but you were dying. Someone had beaten you up and stabbed you in your stomach. I, I couldn't save you, Chase. You died. You died, and I never got to tell you so many things. I never got to tell you that I was sorry, and tell you everything that I was sorry for. You left, Chase, and I never got to say a proper goodbye. You left thinking that I'd be fine without you in my life, but I wouldn't be. You left Chase," she sobbed, and I felt my heart breaking.

I tightened my arms around my sister and I stroked her hair for a minute before saying, "Bree, I didn't die. I'm still here, and I'm not going to leave anytime soon. I promise. But what do you have to be sorry for?"

She looked up at me, and my heart broke even more. Trails of tears that never seemed to stop stained her cheeks, and her eyes were red and puffy. She looked so upset, and she was.

"Chase, I-" she took a deep, shuddering breath, "I've been such a horrible sister. I'm always talking to my friends and boys, and I never pay attention to you, or Adam, or Leo. I always cause unnecessary trouble for you guys, like the time when I was quarantined because of my own stupidity. And then there was the time where I blew you off for my other friends. I mean, I just- I'm so mean to you guys all the time, and that's not fair because you guys are always nice to me. Well, almost always," she told me.

I stared at her in disbelief for a moment, and then I crushed her in another hug. "Oh my God, Bree," I said, my voice slightly muffled because I rested my head on her shoulder, "You have no idea how thankful I am to have you as a sister. You've always been so sweet and amazing, and whether you believe it or not, I know that it's the truth. You might talk to your friends and your crushes a lot, but you just moved out of the basement. You NEED that phone." She smiled at the joke that I made.

"And besides that, you're allowed to have other friends. As for the 'unnecessary trouble' that you think you cause us, well, okay, sometimes you're a piece of work. But that's alright, because I've caused trouble before, and so has Adam, and so has Leo." I took my head off of her shoulder and looked her in the eyes. She stared right back at me as I said, "And Bree, we're not always, or even almost always, nice to you. We pull pranks on you and call you names, but yet, you still put up with us. And for that, I'm thankful, because I can't imagine life without you either."

Bree continued to stare at me for a moment before she said, "You know, Adam and Leo are my closest friends. But you're my best friend. And you're also my baby brother. I love you, Chase."

"I love you too," I told her, giving her another hug before pulling away. "We better get downstairs," I continued, "They're all waiting on us for dinner."

"Okay," Bree said, and together we stood up. We walked together to her door, which was still open.

No one's PoV:

As they walked downstairs and out of sight, Mr. Davenport pulled off his invisibility cloak. (AN: Is that what it was called?) He smiled at two things: One, the sweet brother/sister moment that he had witnessed between Bree and Chase. And two, his success. His invisibility cloak had worked. Was he not awesome?!

AN: SO, there's chapter one! Hope ya liked it, and don't forget to leave any ideas or suggestions you have in the reviews! Thanks for reading, reviewing, favoriting, and following, if you do! Later! :p