𝚃𝚑𝚎 4 𝙳𝚊𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚙𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚜 • 𝙻𝚊𝚋 𝚁𝚊𝚝𝚜 •

Sink Or Swim Pt.1

Nobody's POV

"Leo! Donald! Can you here me?!" Tasha shouts banging on the elevator doors from upstairs, concerned for her husband and son.

"Oh finally!" She gasps as she hears the elevator move.

"Mom!" Leo shouts running into his mom's arm, never being so glad to see her.

"Uh, I was so worried!" Tasha gasps as Donald hugs them both.

"I'm so glad your ok." Donald mutters as they break away from the hug.

"How'd you fix the elevator?" She asks turning to her husband.

"It was incredibly difficult, but in the face of great adversary-." Donald sighs.

"I shimmied up the shaft and flicked the emergency switch while he cried." Leo explains, making Tasha glare at Donald.

"I coached him." Donald mutters.

"At least my sprinkler system put out the fire before it spread to the rest of the house." He sighs looking around the room.

"What about the lab?" Tasha asks.

"It's worse than I thought." Donald sighs as he, Leo and Tasha stand in the lab, which has been burnt to ash.

"The blast took out everything." Leo gasps looking around the lab.

"I can't believe your own brother would do this. He could have killed Leo...and you." Tasha mutters.

"My 'Mission Specialist' desk. Okay, this just got real! I'm gonna hurt Douglas where he lives! As soon as I find out where he lives." Leo gasps walking over to his now destroyed desk.

"Look at their capsules. There's nothing left." Donald mutters as he stares at the melted capsules.

"Even Eddy's gone." Leo says.

"Yes!" Tasha shouts, making Donald and Leo give her a strange look.

"Yes, he will be missed." She mutters.

"He was my best friend." Donald sighs with a sad face.

"I thought I was your best friend." Tasha gasps giving Donald an accusing look.

"No, it was him." Donald says.

"What are we gonna do?" Leo asks.

"There's nothing much we can do. The house isn't even ours anymore." Donald says.

"Speaking of which, the bank wants us out. I'll go gather what's left of our stuff." Tasha says before walking out.

"All your hard work. Millions of dollars' worth of equipment. Gone." Leo sighs pacing around the lab.

"All of this stuff can be replaced. Adam, Bree, Chase and Mia can't. We have to find them before Douglas does." Donald explains.

"How? They disabled their GPS signals. They could be anywhere by now." Leo says.

"Well, after the last six hours, I can confidently say that there is no lady like way to sit on an anchor." Bree groans as she and her siblings walk onto a cargo freighter, which is in the middle of the ocean.

"What are you complaining out? I had a seagull using my head as a nest." Chase says pulling feathers from his hair.

"Next time, we're taking a train." Mia says, trying to wipe bird poo off the bottom of her shoe.

"Where are we headed anyway?" Bree asks looking around the boat.

"I have no idea. I can't pinpoint our coordinates without our GPS locators." Chase sighs.