Part 1.

Chase's POV.

I woke up in my capsule and groaned. My stomach was killing me and I was the slightest bit nauseous. I didn't want to be babied so I pretended nothing was wrong and woke up Adam and Bree.

"Come on guys, we're gonna be late for school." I said banging on their capsules.

"Yeah yeah. Thanks for the wake up call." Bree said rubbing her eyes.

Adam said nothing and just yawned. We all went upstairs and to the counter to see Leo already there and Tasha making breakfast.

"Hey guys." Tasha said happily putting the plates of waffles in front of us.

Adam, Bree and Leo were scarfing their waffles down, normally I would be eating them just as fast, but my stomach was getting worse, I took a couple sips of water and picked at my breakfast.

"Chase? You ok?" Tasha asked.

"Fine." I replied as she put her hand on my forehead.

"You feel a little warm, I'll be right back." Tasha said leaving the room.

She came back with a thermometer and put it in my mouth. A few minutes later it beeped and she took it out of my mouth.

"Chase, you have a fever, no school. Go back downstairs and change into your pajamas." Tasha said.

I got up and went back downstairs, relieved that I didn't have to eat anything. I went into my capsule and changed into my pajamas then went back upstairs. Tasha let me rest on the couch until Mr. Davenport got back from his meeting. It felt really nice to lay down and for some reason, stay home from school. I felt myself getting tired and my stomach getting worse, then I fell asleep.

Later.

I woke up and my stomach was even worse, why did my stomach hurt so much? I thought sleep was supposed to help this sorta thing. I looked over and saw Tasha. She had a super important interview today, why was she still at the house?

"Tasha?" I croaked.

She looked over at me and sat down on the end of the couch near my feet.

"What is it Chase?" Tasha asked.

"I thought you had work today." I said.

"I said that my son was sick and they rescheduled the interview." Tasha said.

Then my stomach stabbed in pain. I held my stomach tightly and groaned.

"You ok Chase?" Tasha asked.

"My stomach is killing me." I whispered in pain.

"Ok, I'm gonna get you some medicine, let me know if anyone comes in the house." Tasha said, standing up and going upstairs where we kept all the medicine. Then I heard the door open and Mr. Davenport came in the house.

"Oh hey Chase. Chase! Are you ok?" Mr. Davenport asked when he saw me laying on the couch.

Moments later Tasha came downstairs with the medicine and saw Mr. Davenport hovering over me.

"Donald." Tasha said.

"Why isn't Chase at school?" Mr. Davenport asked.

"He wouldn't eat his breakfast so I got the thermometer and he's running a slight fever." Tasha explained.

"Chase, are you in any pain?" Mr. Davenport asked.

"My stomach." I replied.

"Nausea or pain?" Mr. Davenport asked.

"It was just pain earlier, but now it's nausea too." I replied. As if on cue, I started hurling.

"Tasha go get a garbage can." Mr. Davenport said as I continued to puke on his floor.

Tasha grabbed a garbage can and I hurled for three minutes before it stopped. Tasha wiped off my mouth.

"Are you still nauseous?" Mr. Davenport asked.

"A little bit. But it's mostly gone." I croaked.

Tasha grabbed Mr. Davenport and took him out of my bionic hearing range.

Mr. Davenport's POV.

I was afraid to take my eyes off of my son, but Tasha had a very strong grip.

"Chase is getting worse, we need to take him to a hospital." Tasha said.

"Are you kidding? Their machines will detect his bionics." I insisted.

"Can't you take out his chip? Our son is just getting worse." Tasha said.

"Wait. I have a chip extractor downstairs that I use when I need to take out the kid's chips." I realized.

"What are you waiting for, go!" Tasha yelled.

I dashed down to the lab and saw it laying on the cyber desk, what was it doing in the middle of the room? I didn't have time, I grabbed it and went back into the elevator. When I came out, I saw Chase hurling again. If he didn't have anything in his stomach, why was he throwing up? I waited a few minutes until Chase was done puking.

Chase's POV.

Mr. Davenport and Tasha left and I had started getting really nauseous again so I was puking again and Tasha ran in the room. Then I saw Mr. Davenport coming out of the elevator with a invention, hopefully something to make me well. I finally stopped puking again I heard Mr. Davenport say.

"Call the doctor and set up a appointment for Chase."

Mr. Davenport never took us to the doctor, mainly because we had never been sick before. Injured yes, but our bionics made us recover faster then average humans.

"Chase, I'm gonna take out your chip so we can get you to a doctor ok?" Mr. Davenport asked.

I nodded, I didn't care what happened, I just wanted this pain to stop. I felt Mr. Davenport take out my neck and it hurt, but not as bad as my stomach. Then Tasha came back in the room.

"Well?" Mr. Davenport asked.

"The appointment is in 20 minutes." Tasha said.

"Ok, I'm gonna take Chase downstairs and change him into something that isn't his pajamas." Mr. Davenport said picking me up bridal style. He set me down in my capsule and programmed my capsule to put me in my normal clothes. Plaid shirt, jeans and high tops. He picked me up and took me to the car, Tasha brought the garbage can and set it in the car.

"Just in case." Tasha said.

I honestly didn't know if I could throw up again. There was absolutely nothing in my stomach. The only thing that I had this morning was two sips of water. The hospital wasn't that far away, maybe 15 minutes. I got out of the car and almost fell to the ground if Mr. Davenport hadn't grabbed me. I learned on him and we got into the building with no problems. They called Mr. Davenport and Tasha to sign some forms in a room right near me. I tried to relax for a minute and my stomach calmed down the slightest bit. Then Mr. Davenport and Tasha came back and two minutes later we were headed to the second floor. The pediatricians office. I was 16 people! A few minutes later a lady came out there and said.

"Chase Davenport?"

We walked over to her and she smiled.

I suddenly felt like I was gonna pass out.

"Mr. Davenport?" I said before losing consciousness and falling to the floor.