Paw Patrol: Chase Sleeping Novels & Stories

"I come bearing carbs and stolen hygiene products." I expected the usual scene: 'Chase huddled under blankets on the couch, the apartment dark to save electricity, the air stale.' Instead, the living room blinds were open. The TV was on low. And Chase wasn't shivering. He was sitting upright at the small kitchen table, a laptop open, and he was eating...I squinted. Was that a dragon fruit? "Hey, Zoe," Chase said, looking up. He looked better than he had in weeks. There was actual color in his cheeks, and the dark circles under his eyes seemed less like bruises and more like shadows. "Chels is still asleep."

The seen appeared again, suggesting that he had viewed my message, but it had been thirty minutes and there had been no answer. My brows wrinkled in thought. Did he fall asleep? He must be exhausted at this point. That made me upset as well, but I understand he has other priorities, and I’m not supposed to be a part of them. After all, I told him to sleep if he’s tired anyway. I guess this is just my mood swings messing with me at 4 AM and a half. When the door cracked open, I noticed Chase staring at me. His blue hair is unruly, and he’s still dressed in his pyjamas. He must have just awoken. As he saw me still wide awake, he furrowed his brows and said, “Go to sleep.”

It was such a feeling he did not want to revisit for the second time. ‘’You should get rest, the shadows say, tomorrow is going to be a busy day’’ That was all Chase needed as his eyes gave in and he slept close to his mate. He was sure even in his state, his wolf and the shadows were half awake and protecting them. It's been a week on the road and just now he realized just how tiring it has been. While Chase slept off like a baby, Shane and Enzo were having a great time. Shane was up, he just needed some rest and when his body had enough, he was up and ready to face the world once again but he was met with a rather beautiful man sleeping right next to him.

Chase sighed, he yawned, and closes his eyes to sleep, few seconds into his slumber, it came. The painful cry. Chase's eyes flew open, his smell and sight became hyperactive, and the tiredness he felt seemed to have eluded him. The cry came again. "Kaiden?!" He said in absolute shock, even if he was deep asleep he could never miss the Alpha's voice for someone else, he rose to his feet.

I had fallen asleep late afternoon meaning I had definitely slept for more than twelve hours. “Did you stay here this whole time?” I gulped, feeling guilty. “I don’t mind” he responded and after a moment a smirk appears on his face, “You talk in your sleep” My eyes widened and my heart started beating fast once again. Chase chuckles, his eyes twinkling. “What… what did I say?” Chase’s smile grows wider as he takes another bite of pizza. “Chase, please?” I say, biting my lip. He chuckles once more before ruffling my hair.

“As soon as Raven gets tired, you’re next, Chase. Get some sleep.” Chase wondered if sleep was possible because of how his mind couldn’t shut off. He kept thinking of Christine, worrying about her and the baby. When he closed his eyes, her face was all he saw and if he fell asleep, his dreams were haunted by images of her and Mason. ***

Chase grumbled with mild curiosity. "This is Chase. He is a German Shepherd puppy and the second member of the PAW Patrol." "Really?" His voice trailed off, clearly impressed. "Well, that's pretty nice.I have a dog, a real dog; his name is Ruru." "Woah! Really, Mr. Johnson?" "Yes." Tommy smiled, proud of his toy. "But mommy hates real dogs, but Chase here is a police and traffic cop dog and a super spy police dog." As they chatted, Amaya beat harder than ever. She tried to keep Tommy away from Chase, but the man kneeled down and took to her son like they were longtime buddies.

Luke, lying lazily under one of the chairs, complained with a meow from her screeching voice and licked himself clean. "Are we going training or not?" I asked, as I swallowed the grape's sweet juices and skin. Chase was wearing his usual pair of sweatpants and a V-neck shirt, his hair showed he came from a quick shower. He smiled at me, reaching for the bowl of grapes. I smacked his hand but Chase was fast. He grabs my wrist before I could touch his skin. His smirking face was instantly replaced by concern.

“I’m good... just need to sleep.” He lingered for a moment longer, like he wasn’t entirely convinced. “Alright... but if you need me, I’m just a shout away.” “Thanks,” I murmured with a tired smile. I thought I’d pass out the second my head hit the pillow, but Chase’s soft cries pulled me back before I could drift off. With a sigh, I dragged myself out of bed and shuffled back to the living room. Daniel was already beside the playpen, rocking Chase gently in his arms.

“You really are beyond saving.” “If it keeps making you blush like you are right now, I have no intention of changing.” “You shameless man.” Daven chuckled softly. He walked over to them and crouched in front of the chair where Althea was sitting. His gaze immediately shifted to Chase. “Hello, little man.” Chase let out a soft sound that resembled an incoherent mumble. His eyelids barely opened at all. “I think he’s finally given up fighting his sleepiness,” Daven murmured. He gently touched his youngest son’s tiny fingers.