Lab Rats Fanfiction Chase Kidnapped Novels & Stories

“It did. Jess—run.” “What?” “RUN!” he shouted, shoving her toward the machine. “Get the hell out of here!” “Sean!” “I SAID GO! I LOVE YOU!” Jessica sprinted down the corridor, following the cable. Behind her, the staccato scream of gunfire lit the dark. outside the Labyrinth She burst through the fresh-bored exit just as an armed soldier in a fireproof suit climbed in. “Dr. Jessica Chase?” he asked. Inside, Sean crouched and reloaded.

She struggled in his grip, but he only held her tighter, effortlessly lifting her like she weighed nothing. “Squirm some more, and I might just drop you,” he drawled, a look of amusement on his face. Ella scowled. “Put me down!” Chase waved her grievances aside as he strode down the hall. “You know, for a woman who’s already my wife, you’re not very good at following the script.” “This is not a script, Chase! You’re kidnapping me in my own home!” He chuckled. “You were sleeping in the study. Vera might have caught sight of you.”

“I can.” He reached out, placed his hand over my stomach. This time, his touch lingered. “You focus on staying healthy,” he continued. “Everything else is handled.” I felt trapped. Surrounded. Cornered. “No way out,” I whispered. Lucien leaned down, his mouth near my ear. “There never was,” he said. And somewhere deep in the house… Chase Sinclair vanished.

“ You followed him, went with him to that— ” “ One of the kidnappers chased me, and I fell from the cliff into the lake, Tristin. I lost consciousness, and he saved me. I was cold, I was freezing and I was alone in that forest. ” I explain in a single breath, afraid he will pull away any moment. “ I had no choice. I—I knew you would come. I just needed some time. I— ” “ He touched you. ” His hand in my hair tightens. “ He…touched my wife. ”

Suffer just like they had made his daughter suffer. Lúis couldn't believe it when the doctor told him what they had done to his daughter. Inverse hypnotherapy! They had fvcking wiped all memories of him away from her head. They had wiped away the happy memories all three of 'em had shared. And like Larry's son had said.. They had sold her off to prostitution, his daughter had fvcked men since she was thirteen, both young and old because of them.

We collided in the middle of the tunnel and went down in a tangle of claws and teeth. He was strong but I was stronger, and I was fighting for my mate. I sank my fangs into his neck and tore, tasting his blood as his life left him. More sounds of fighting echoed from behind me, but I pushed forward. The bond was getting stronger now, so strong I could almost feel Athena's heartbeat as if it were my own. I turned a corner and found myself in a wider section of the cave that had been turned into some kind of laboratory. Tables covered with equipment I didn't recognize, computers, and in the center of it all, a chair with restraints.

Mr Maverick instructed that neither of you can leave until he's back. The lab lady scrunches her face up. "Who's this...Maverick guy?" She turns to me, "he's not your ex, is he?" I slap a hand to my face. "Of course not!" I turn back to Tracey, "Look, I know you need to follow protocol and all but could you please let me go? You can tell Myles I ran away." She's shaking her head when the lab lady grabs Kyle's shirt, shaking hum furiously. "You can't keep me here against my will. That's technically kidnapping, you know that, don't you?"

When Chris woke up the next morning, he was stunned to find a bad-looking Chase who had been missing for days. “And where have you been?” Charlie asked and handed him a glass of water. Chase had been missing for a while, although the women knew exactly what happened but couldn't say anything. “That girl is insane…she's completely mad…let me stay here…and don't tell her I'm here,” Chase said with heavy breaths as he gulped down the entire glass of water. Charlie and Chris stared at him with blank expressions.

I exclaimed, a mischievous grin on my face. The bunny blinked in surprise. "Wait, what? But I thought we were finding a compromise!" I laughed. "Well, the best compromise right now is to escape the chaos and have a hilarious adventure on the run!" With the Chronically Delayed Bunny in tow, I dashed out of the room, leaving the bewildered factions behind. The Notorious Nosedive and Mistress Featherwinkle exchanged incredulous glances before shouting, "After them!" And so, the chase began! I and the Chronically Delayed Bunny raced through the corridors of Madland, with the black-coated and white-hatted factions hot on our heels. We ducked, dodged, and weaved through a maze of peculiar rooms an

The rats are not attacking. They're fleeing... Christ... The rushing sound grows louder, growling through the air, then thundering... As realisation dawns, I drop to the ground again, rats scattering one side and the other, speeding past me, dashing forward and away, getting the hell out... The sinking ship... Dodging rodents, sidestepping between one and another, I snatch up my pitiful 'rope'. Looping it around myself: my waist, my arms, my chest... Clambering back onto the seat of the chair, I snatch onto the grating of my water supply... listening...