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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      F/M, M/M, Multi
  Fandom:
      Romeo_And_Juliet_-_Shakespeare, Romeo_&_Juliet_(2013), Lab_Rats_(TV_2012)
  Relationship:
      Chase_Davenport/Romeo_Montague, Adam_Davenport/Benvolio_Montague, Leo
      Dooley/Mercutio, Bree_Davenport/Tybalt, brief_Juliet_Capulet/Romeo
      Montague, Donald_Davenport/Tasha_Davenport
  Character:
      Chase_Davenport, Romeo_Montague, Adam_Davenport, Benvolio_Montague, Leo
      Dooley, Mercutio_(Romeo_and_Juliet), Bree_Davenport, Tybalt_(Romeo_and
      Juliet), Donald_Davenport, Tasha_Davenport, Douglas_Davenport, Lord
      Capulet, Lord_Montague, Lady_Capulet, Lady_Montague, Paris_(Romeo_and
      Juliet)
  Additional Tags:
      Time_Travel, Underage_Sex, Secret_Relationship, Fluff_and_Humor, Attempt
      at_Humor
  Series:
      Part 22 of Leo-Overs
  Stats:
      Published: 2017-05-22 Updated: 2018-01-15 Chapters: 2/? Words: 9826
****** Romeo and Chase ******
by FrankieQuinn13
Summary
     Donald builds a machine and like all of Davenport industries tech it
     glitches, resulting in the entire family being sent six hundred years
     into the past to the land of Verona, where the tensions between the
     Capulet’s and the Montague’s are reaching an all-time high and a
     tragic romance will soon bud between their heirs. But what happens
     when the Davenports move in with the Capulet’s? What happens when
     Romeo meets one of these strange visitors and his heart throws his
     mind into a tailspin of confusion?
Notes
     Apologies spelling, grammar and OOCness
     Disclaimer: See previous chapters
See the end of the work for more notes
***** Chapter 1 *****
They were all strangely quiet. Tasha couldn’t help but frown as she watched the
kids walk into the parlor of the west wing where the Capulet’s had so
graciously allowed them to live for the duration of their stay.
Donald was still out; he’d gone to meet the Paige that he’d sent off with
message to Douglas who was hiding out with the time machine in Mantua as he
tried to finish the repairs. The lack of technology was driving the inventor
insane and he was incredibly eager to find a way home, which led to him pulling
all-nighters for three straight days when he suddenly hit some kind of
breakthrough that morning and immediately sent word to his brother before
asking Tasha to get the kids together so he could tell them about their plans.
With the kids having gone almost two weeks without technology, or electricity
or their capsules which they all needed in order to keep their bionics under
control, Tasha thought that they’d all look a little more excited after she
told them that Donald had good news about the machine.
But right at that moment she wasn’t so sure.
Chase arrived first, giving Tasha a strained smile as he sat down on one of the
seats in the parlor by the table that sat nearest to the large windows on the
other side of the room. The super genius looked oddly distracted as Tasha had
to repeat herself to get his attention. Bree came in next, in a much brighter
mood than Chase with a light blush staining her cheeks, but when Tasha asked
the girl just shook her head and said nothing before sitting next to her. Adam
came in next along with Leo both teens were unusually quiet with Adam not even
bothering to tease Chase the way he usually did and Leo just looking out the
window from his seat beside Chase, biting his lip, constantly shifting around
in his seat in discomfort and not giving more than a yes or a no during the
small talk that Tasha attempted to make.
What Tasha didn’t know was that they were all a bit preoccupied since their
mornings had become quite eventful since they first arrived in the land of
Verona.
For example that morning, Bree was having breakfast.
“I haven’t seen him since that night and Lord Paris returns with the morrow’s
rising sun.” the heir to the house of Capulet said as she kept her hands
clasped together and in front of her as she walked down the empty hall while
Bree just rolled her eyes at the girl beside her. “Maybe that’s sign that you
should move on. It’s been two weeks; if he hasn’t even contacted you since that
night then he’s not going to. You need to let it go.”
“But I was so sure-“
“That you loved him?” Bree asked letting out a heavy sigh as she stopped
causing the girl beside her to stop as well and the speedster inwardly preened
at the way the old fashioned deep blue gown with gold embroidering seemed to
sway at her halt. The clothes were one of her favorite parts about being in
this time. They were all so rich and beautiful it was like playing dress up
every day. Although Bree could admit that they were a little uncomfortable and
the corsets felt like a death sentence whenever the nurse came in and helped
her put it on.
Juliet stopped as well and just looked down at her hands when Bree took them
into her own. “It was just a crush Juliet, trust me you’ll have plenty of
others. And as forRomeo Montagueif he doesn’t know a good thing when he sees it
then he isn’t worth your time anyway.”
Juliet gave a soft smile, “I suppose you are right. I musn’t dwell on the past
only focus on the future.”
Bree smiled, “Exactly.”
“Excuse me dear cousin, lady Bree.” Both girls looked up and Bree had to fight
back against the urge to blush to find Tybalt walking towards them down the
hall, until he stopped and gave a slight bow, “Good morrow to you both.”
“Hi-I mean good morrow.” Bree said quickly correcting herself while Juliet let
out a soft giggle which she muffled in her hand before she spoke, “My my, you
speak with such care this morning cousin. What is the occasion?”
“None my lady although I was hoping to steal lady Bree away from you for a
moment.” Tybalt said with his dark gaze sliding over to Bree and the girl had
to fight even harder against the urge to blush.
“I-“
“Of course.” Juliet answered as she made to turn away, “Mother sent word for me
to see her and I must be going. I will see you later, Bree.” The girl finished
as she made her way down the hall and Bree resisted the urge to gape at the
betrayal when Tybalt spoke drawing her attention.
“It never ceases to amaze me how quickly she’s taken to you like a sister.”
Bree shrugged, “Well, I enjoy her… presence as well and-“
“Please do not alter your speech for my benefit. I’ve come to find that I enjoy
listening to the unusual dialect of you and your siblings very much.”
Bree nodded, “Thank you and yeah, I like spending time with Juliet too, she’s
like the little sister I never had.”
“I’m glad,” Tybalt said with a smile before clearing his throat. “That you are
adjusting to life in Verona. I hope it pleases you here. And I was also
wondering if you would like to join me for breakfast in the courtyard, unless
you have already had your morning meal.”
“Yes! I mean no, I haven’t eaten yet so I would love to have breakfast. With
you I mean.” Bree said quickly and Tybalt’s smile grew a bit more as he held
out his right arm for her to take, “Shall we?”
This time Bree couldn’t fight back against the blush as she wrapped her arm
around the raven’s and they made their way towards the courtyard.
Further away, right across the kingdom Adam was attempting to escape.
“Mercutio’s courters are through here passed the courtyard.” Benvolio said as
they made their way through the large garden towards a building on the other
side that was still connected to the main building that made up the house of
Montague.
“Tell me again why we had to go through the gardens?”
“The guards are always up making their rounds around the halls at this time,
it’s just safer to go through the grounds first. Lest you be caught.” The
shorter man explained and Adam let out an annoyed sigh as he tugged at the
collar of the ridiculous white shirt-well blouse really-with the brown vest and
coat over it that he was being forced to wear to fit in with everyone else in
this time. God even his old mission’s suit was more comfortable. Adam kept
tugging at the shirt that seemed to be hell bent on choking him when Benvolio
glanced back at him and paused making Adam stop as well.
“What’s wrong?”
“I was about to ask you the same thing.” Benvolio said with a slight tilt of
his head and Adam let out an exasperated sigh as he tugged at his collar, “It’s
nothing, I’m just not used to wearing stuff like this-“
Adam’s eyes widened when he realized his mistake and he quickly tried to cover
it up, “It’s just a little different from I’m used to wearing. In Ireland.” The
teen said tossing in a little fake Irish accent for good measure and hoping
that Benvolio bought it.
The shorter man just smiled as he stepped closer, “Well I could help you with
that, if you like. May I?” he said reaching up towards Adam’s collar and the
bionic teen let his arms fall to his sides.
“Sure.”
Benvolio stepped a little closer and his hands started fiddling with the
buttons on the collar of Adam’s shirt as he began to talk, “You know, it is not
an absolute requirement to close all of these. You are allowed to leave some of
them undone.”
Adam let out a sigh of frustration, “I knew I shouldn’t have trusted Chase.”
Benvolio chuckled, “You speak so often of your brother. Sometimes it makes me
wonder.”
“Wonder what?”
“Nothing worth noting, I suppose,” Adam tensed when Benvolio’s hands slid down
to his chest and the shorter man’s finger tips grazed his skin as he seemed to
pat the edges of the shirt down, “I envy this bond you have with your siblings,
you all seem so close.”
“Yeah well, were family so-" Adam let out a nervous laugh and swallowed hard
when Benvolio’s big bright blue eyes stared up at him, “Uh-“
Benvolio smiled, “You seem to have a very warm heart Adam.”
“Uh we should-we should find Leo cause he- our Da-our father. Mr. Davenport
needs to see him.” Adam said as he quickly squirmed away and made a beeline for
the building that Benvolio pointed to earlier.
And what was Leo doing?
The walk of shame of course or rather, he was attempting to do the walk of
shame.
“Mercutio! Mercutio wake up.” Leo said nudging the man beside him trying to get
out from under him but finding it difficult to do so, especially with his
bionic arm trapped beneath him meaning that he had no leverage to get himself
loose.
The body that had him trapped only groaned and Leo gave an annoyed growl, “No,
nuh uh. I need to go.”
“Tis early still.” Mercutio said from somewhere beneath the mess of brown
tangles covering his head, next to Leo’s shoulder if the warm breaths fanning
out against his neck was anything to go by. The teen just growled in annoyance.
“No, it’s time for me to leave now get off.” Mercutio just groaned again with
the arm he had around Leo’s waist tightening as he pulled the teen closer and
Leo gave a sigh, “Mercutio-“
Lips trailed up his shoulder over his neck and Leo tried to push the older man
away again. “Merc.”
The man gave an annoyed sigh as he lifted his head to look down at the teen
with a pout, “You bring me great worry when you attempt to leave me so
eagerly.”
“I’m trying to leave because I’m not even supposed to be here in the first
place, any one of the Montague guards could come in at any second. Now let go.”
Leo said as he successfully managed to free his bionic arm and push Mercutio
away who sighed as he watched the teen get up and quickly search for his
clothes which were scattered somewhere around the room.
“I obviously performed poorly last night if you are able to leave my bed with
such haste.”
Leo rolled his eyes, “Looks like someone’s ego’s gotten a little too big for
their own heads.”
“You could return to the bed and allow me to remedy that.”
“No. You’ll just have to go a few more hours without me.” Leo said as he took
his pants out from the bundle of clothing he found and put them on before just
letting out a frustrated sigh when he couldn’t figure out those stupid laces
and he quickly pulled on his shirt-blouse thing instead.
“Hours.” Mercutio said as he leaned on his side and let his head rest on his
hand with his elbow braced against the bed as he spoke, “One feels like an
eternity without you by my side.”
Leo looked back to the man as he laced up his boots and shook his head, “God,
you’re cheesy. Why am I doing this?”
“Because you love me.” Mercutio suddenly grinned, “Because you’re my very own
private little witch.”
Leo sighed as he got up deciding that he can figure his clothes out later as he
walked over towards the door, “I’ll see you later.”
“Wait!” The other man suddenly called in alarm as he sat up in the bed causing
Leo to stop, “What noise is that?”
“Noise?”
“Listen.” Mercutio said waving the teen and Leo cautiously stepped forward only
to let out a yelp of surprise when his arm was grabbed and he was dragged onto
the bed before Mercutio moved over him, “What-“
“The call of the nightingale. Tis early still little witch.”
Leo rolled his eyes and couldn’t help but laugh despite himself, “You’re
insane-ngh.” Before his lips were smothered in a kiss.
As for Chase he was… well-
One more pause in the alcove closest to his room Chase watched as the maids
moved in the opposite direction before he quickly left the small enclosure and
slipped into his room, dragging the figure that followed him in by his wrist
before he quickly shut the door and turned to face him.
“Are you insane?! What do you think you’re doing here?”
“I’ve come to see you of course.” Romeo said as he stepped closer to Chase with
an adoring smile that the super genius ignored as he took a step back, “The
days and hours move so slowly without your presence. As though time itself
wishes to punish me for the sins of men less virtuous.”
Chase gave a sigh of frustration as he covered his face with his hands for a
moment, “You are not supposed to be here, because you are not in love with me!”
“How can you be so certain?” Romeo asked genuinely sounding hurt, “How can you
speak so lightly when I know that every second that I cannot gaze upon your
face or hear your voice drives me sick with heartache.”
“I know because we barely know each other, O.K?” Chase said clearly folding his
arms across his chest, “I mean you told me that you used to be in love with
Rosaline, then you fell for Juliet and now it’s me? Are you even listening to
yourself? Do you even know why you love me?”
“I love you because you fascinate me Chase.” Romeo said as he stepped closer
and this time Chase paused as the taller man put one hand on the teens shoulder
and while the other gently traced along his cheeks. “Since I met you, I’ve felt
this undying intrigue in your behavior and your intelligence. Clearly you have
knowledge beyond your years, you know so much, you’ve helped me see passed the
emotions that have previously ruled me so easily. You helped me realize that
what I felt for both Rosaline and Juliet was mere infatuation. And although we
have only known each other briefly I know that I would not be happier with
anyone else. What I feel for you is not just infatuation, it is so much more
than that-“
“Yeah and what’s-“ Chase was cut off when Romeo suddenly leaned down and
captured his lips in a kiss causing the super genius’ eyes to go wide before he
suddenly found himself melting into it, putting his hands on Romeo’s shoulders
to steady himself while the taller man deepened the kiss. Only for the teen to
pull away when he felt the other’s tongue swipe across his mouth and he gasped.
“No! Stop it.” Chase said looking flustered as he stepped back and Romeo
smirked as he licked his lips, “Your innocence never fails to amaze me, as does
the taste from your lips.”
“I- you know what, shut up.” Chase said with a glare as he flushed a little
more walking over to the door, “It’s time for you to leave.”
“Not before I do what I came here to do.” Romeo said seriously as he stepped
closer to the teen only for Chase to take a step back just in case.
“What do you want?”
“I want you and I want all of the world to know it. I want to bask in the glow
of our love without fear.” Romeo answered as he quickly moved to take Chase’s
hand moving the sleeve of his shirt back and Chase cringed at the frilly ends
before a kiss was placed on the back of his hand as Romeo went down on one
knee, “I want you to marry me.”
Chase’s eyes went wide and he froze, “What?!”
Yeah so they were all kinda busy.
But Tasha didn’t know that and she was about to ask them all what was wrong
when Donald suddenly came bursting into the room.
“Oh good, you’re all here.” The scientist said tugging at his cloak and failing
miserably to get the stupid thing off when Tasha sighed and got up to help him.
Donald gave her a quick thanks honey once he was untangled before turning to
the kids as he rubbed his hands together and grinned, “I’ve got great news
guys. The time machine’s finished! We can finally go home.”
Bree’s eyes went wide, Leo looked away while Adam just sat tense and Chase
swallowed hard before forcing a smile onto his face as he got up.
“That’s great Mr. Davenport, when are we leaving?”
“Three days from now. We had to rig up some wind mills to conduct the right
amount of electricity but everything’s working great. We should be back home in
no time.”
“That’s great Donald. Isn’t that right kids?” Tasha said and they all gave
halfhearted smiles.
Tasha frowned.
***** Chapter 2 *****
Chapter Summary
     The begining
Chapter Notes
     Thanks for the reviews :)
     Usual apologies
     Disclaimer: See previous chapters
See the end of the chapter for more notes
 
He saw it happen before it even really happened.
Men from the house of Capulet entered the market place, bumping harshly against
men from Montague. Benvolio prayed that the men from his uncle’s house would
behave themselves. As the Capulet men complained about the loss of their lord
in the tournament, Benvolio hoped that his men would ignore the taunts and
jeers spoken within earshot so they could avoid incurring the prince’s wrath.
But it was all in vain, the Montague’s drew their swords and the Capulet’s drew
their own in defense. Benvolio drew his as well in an effort to calm the
situation and talk some sense into the men but then Tybalt arrived and
everything went from bad to worse. Lord and Lady Capulet arrived along with
Lord and Lady Montague and a battle ensued.
“Enough of this! Stop, lay down your swords!” Benvolio tried to call over the
sounds of clashing metal and grunts of exertion but they all ignored him as
many often did when he spoke. It was the burden he had to bear for being the
youngest in the house of his ancestors, he was deemed too young for his opinion
to matter. He was just a child, to be seen but never heard even when he had
something important to say, even when he knew that he was right.
The battle continued until Benvolio saw Lord Capulet suddenly fall just as Lord
Montague lunged to strike a final blow. Benvolio’s eyes went wide even as he
tried to hold off a man from the house of Capulet that tried to engage him and
then…
And then suddenly there was another man. He was tall and muscular with dark
hair fierce eyes. The man pulled them apart with the greatest of ease, turning
around to the side with Benvolio wrapped in his arm to prevent him from being
attacked by the other.
Benvolio was shocked to say the least but then he looked around himself and he
became confused instead. The battle had come to a complete standstill as three
strangers suddenly seemed to come out of nowhere.
There were boys and one girl. The girl stood in front of Lord Montague whose
wife held his arm in an attempt to stop the fighting, the girl’s hands were
raised in some odd stance as if she was preparing for a fight while Lord
Capulet and his wife were behind her. There were also two boys, one who looked
to be around his age and another that looked a little younger. The younger boy
had dark skin and even darker eyes, short and slim but somehow the boy seemed
to hold one of the men from the house of Montague by his throat at least a foot
above ground. The other had his arms out in front of him facing Tybalt and a
few other men from both houses and they were-
They were floating in the air.
Benvolio just stared, barely noting how the strangers were dressed in colors
from the house of Capulet when another woman suddenly came running around the
bend, dressed in the same colors. She had dark skin just like the other boy and
shoulder length black hair; the woman seemed to gasp before she hissed.
“Kids!”
The strangers all looked up and suddenly seemed to remember themselves as they
all pulled away. The dark boy dropped the man in his hand and the three men
floating in front of the other suddenly dropped to the ground. The man that
held him dropped the man in his other arm but didn’t release Benvolio as he
stood up straight. It seemed that he’d forgotten that the younger man was
there.
“The Prince!”
Suddenly Benvolio heard the sound of horses mere moments before the prince
suddenly appeared with his entourage. He must have heard the commotion and come
to put a stop to it. The young man sighed in frustration since he knew that all
of this could have been avoided.
“Rebellious subjects, Stop this!” The horses came to a stop and all attention
turned towards the prince. “Enemies of peace would stain the pleasure of a
tournament, with bitter blood. Throw your ill-tempered weapons to the ground
and hear the sentence of your angry prince.” All weapons were dropped and those
fighting stepped aside.
“All free civil brawls, bred of a foolish word by thee Lord Capulet or Montague
have thrice destroyed the calm of our streets. If ever you disturb our town
again, your lives will pay the price for the offence.” The royal said with a
deadly glare in his eyes before he looked to the side, “You Capulet, you go
along with me.” Lord Capulet nodded and the prince looked to the other. “And
Montague come you this afternoon.” Lord Montague nodded as well as the Prince
continued, “And now on pain of death all fighting men depart!” the Prince and
turned around and left.
Lord Capulet reached down to pick up his sword as his wife spoke to him in
hushed tones while the rest of the group collected their weapons as well.
Benvolio watched as the woman who arrived earlier rushed forward toward the
other boy his age and took his arm to turn him around. The boy seemed to flush
a little as he was clearly scolded before seeming to try and plead his case.
Benvolio watched curiously as the girl rushed over along with the other darker
boy when the man holding him suddenly spoke.
“Are you alright?” Benvolio looked up and found the man staring at him in
concern and he couldn’t stop the flush that suddenly flooded his own cheeks as
he spoke.
“Thanks to you, I suppose I am.”
The man smiled a warm smile that reached his eyes seeming to want to laugh and
Benvolio had to look away as he spoke, “Will you release me now or am I to be
your prisoner?”
The man’s eyes went wide and he quickly released him to take a step back, “Oh
sorry, I-“
“Adam!” the dark woman called with a glare in her eyes, “What are you doing?!”
“Oh, I should go.” The man, Adam, said as he turned away and rushed to the
girl’s side just as she and the rest of Capulet’s followed their lord and lady
away from the market place. Tybalt looked back at Benvolio with an angry sneer
only for the younger girl to tug at his sleeve, urging him to look away and
follow.
Benvolio watched them go just as Lady Montague came closer with a look of
concern on her face, “Benvolio, are you well? I hope you were not harmed.”
“I’m fine.” Benvolio said with a small smile, as he looked down to the ground
for a moment, “Although, I fear things may have turned out much worse were it
not for those strangers that intervened.”
Lady Montague sighed, “Strangers they are and strangers they must remain. You
saw the colors that adorned their robes, did you not? They are from the house
of Capulet.”
Benvolio frowned, “But, I’ve never seen them before anywhere in Verona.”
The woman sighed, “From what I understand, they are distant cousins to the lord
and lady Montague. Come to visit for a short while.”
“But that woman, and the boy-“
“Both have skin as dark as night. Lord Davenport is Lord Capulet’s cousin. He
married once but his wife passed on and then he remarried to a widow. She is
the daughter of a wealthy merchant from the east, the boy is her child.” His
aunt said letting her voice drop to a hush as she glanced to her husband who
stood speaking with his men and Benvolio almost smiled. She liked a bit of
gossip every now and then although she’d never admit it and she’s always liked
lady Capulet though she’d never admit to that either. They are enemies after
all; it wouldn’t do to show any kind of affection. So she’d speak to Benvolio,
she’s one of the few people that ever really listened to him and valued his
opinion. Her and his dear cousin Romeo of course.
Benvolio nodded once his aunt finished. “So the man, Adam, he is of the house
of Capulet.”
“Boy,” Lady Montague corrected, “I doubt that he is that much older than you.”
The older woman let out a deep breath as she took his face into her hands, “You
are safe and I am grateful for his deed, but it would not do to involve
yourself with him. Understood?”
“Yes, of course.”
Lady Montague kissed him on the cheek and turned away to tend to her husband.
Benvolio let out a deep sigh as he leaned down to pick up his sword and slid it
in its sheath. He turned and made his way back to the house of Montague. His
thoughts were a muddled swirl all focused on the strangers, cousins to the
house of Capulet. He thought of the girl who bravely stood between two fighting
men, completely prepared to fight as well. He thought of the younger boy who
held a man twice his size above his head with the greatest of ease with just
one arm. He thought of how Tybalt and those other men seemed to be floating
midair for a moment while the other boy held his arms out towards them.
And then he thought of Adam, who held the other man with one arm as easily as
the dark boy had while he held Benvolio protectively in his grasp. Benvolio
tried valiantly to ignore the flush that flooded his cheeks, he tried to ignore
the memory of Adam pressed so closely against him, the warmth that radiated
from his form.
Before he knew it, Benvolio had made it to the house of his ancestors. He made
his way through the winding halls and up the tower on the east side of the
estate. The same place where Romeo kept his studio. The teen gave a scoff at
the thought as he remembered all the paintings and sculptures that Romeo kept
in that room. Paintings and sculptures of lost loves that Romeo has pinned over
and sometimes received only to be bored with them later.
He’s such an insufferable romantic; he falls so easily in and out of love. Two
months ago it was a girl named Isabella, there was another named Emma, Sofia
and Greta and so many others. Each time Romeo would swear that he was in love
and then a few weeks or even days later, he’d be in love with someone else,
someone entirely new.
But Romeo was always optimistic, his demeanor was encouraging and secretly
Benvolio wished that he had his cousin’s courage. He too wanted to find love
and perhaps have his love returned. At that thought Benvolio’s mind wandered to
the man-the boy in the market and he felt himself flush all over again. The
teen shook his head to rid himself of those thoughts to realize that he could
hear the sound of chipping somewhere nearby and he found himself in front of
Romeo’s studio.
The door was open so he stepped inside and found Romeo working on a sculpture
of a woman, it was unfinished so he couldn’t quite tell who it was, but he knew
that it would probably be his newest love interest.
“Good afternoon cousin.” Benvolio said as he walked forward and stopped beside
a pillar near a tarp in the middle of the room.
“Is it so?” Romeo said as he continued to work, chipping away at the stone
before him. “I thought it should be night.”
Benvolio stepped forward and stopped just a few feet away from his cousin to
get a better look at the sculpture, “Not much has passed full.”
“When I am sad, the hours seem long.” Romeo said as he brushed away the dust
from the sculpture before chipping away at it again.
“What sadness lengthens Romeo’s hours?” Benvolio asked and Rome turned towards
him in a pause, “I lack the thing with which if I had it would make them
short.”
“I see,” Benvolio resisted the urge to roll his eyes as he stepped forward and
stopped beside a work bench in front of the sculpture, “You’re in love.”
Romeo only smiled since he heard the tone in his cousin’s voice as he exchanged
one tool for another and went back to work, “How was the tournament?”
“It served its term.” The younger man said as he pulled his sword from its
sheath and set it aside, “To launch another clash with Capulet’s.”
“So you must fence with hate and I with love.”
“Love, is a harsh tyrant where he rules.” Benvolio said trying not to think of
the boy from the market.
“Love is a smoke,” Romeo said leaning forward to blow away the dust from the
sculpture that was starting to look disturbingly familiar, “Raised on the fumes
of sighs and madness drenched in syrup and chocked with rage.”
“May I not know who it is you love?”
Romeo paused, “I love a woman.”
This time Benvolio did roll his eyes, “That much I found unaided.”
“Who loves me not.” The older man continued and Benvolio stood up from his seat
to walk over to his cousin.
“Sweet cousin, say not so. But may I have a name?” Benvolio asked placing his
hands on Romeo’s shoulders and the older man paused before he spoke.
“Rosaline.”
And just like that Benvolio’s blood almost ran cold, “Rosaline?! The niece of
lord Capulet?”
“The same.”
Of course, of course it would come to this. Benvolio should have known that it
would only be a matter of time before Romeo’s passions threatened their safety
and way of life. He knew that eventually it would have to be someone from the
house of Capulet.
Benvolio let out a sigh of frustration as he looked Romeo in the eye, “Be ruled
by me and forget to think of her.”
Romeo only laughed as he turned back to the sculpture and Benvolio realized
that it was a sculpture of Rosaline.
“Oh teach me how I should forget to think.”
“Love will not call on you but once.” It’s called on Romeo multiple times
actually. But Benvolio held his tongue in that respect since reminding Romeo of
his past loves would only work to enforce his conviction. “Nor stay forever
when he comes. Release your eyes; be glad she does not care. Examine other
beauties.”
“To what purpose?!” Romeo said as threw his tools aside and stormed away.
“Cousin, I pray you change your mind.” Benvolio called as he watched the older
man leave the room and he suppressed another sigh.
This will not end well.
For Romeo, the only heir to the house of Montague to fall for a Capulet? It’s
unthinkable, unimaginable, absolutely-
“Are you alright?”
Benvolio flushed all over again.
Unthinkable. Absolutely unthinkable.
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It started two weeks ago.
Or five hundred years into the future depending on how you think about it.
Mr. Davenport called them all down to the lab since he and Douglas finally
managed to build the time machine. It was a little different than the one that
future Leo used to travel back with but they were both confident that it would
work just the same. The whole family went downstairs so they could do a test
run. The first one went fine, with Mr. Davenport using one of Adam’s old dolls
for the first few tests. Not that the Davenport brothers weren’t completely
confident in their abilities but, using Shut-your-cry-hole as a test dummy
seemed like a safer option for the time being. But then of course something
glitched.
Donald isn’t exactly sure what went wrong since everything had been running
smoothly. They put the doll in the machine, turned it on and sent it back to
the Jurassic period. When the machine came back there were a couple of twigs
and leaves attached to it and Shut-your-cry-hole looked somewhat worse for wear
but they were just happy that the experiment didn’t end up with some kind of
prehistoric animal being dragged back along with it. Plus the doll probably
just got caught in a Hurricane anyway. They were all ready for a second test,
Tasha was about to go back upstairs to get them some snacks and Adam was going
to go with her, Bree was already on her phone texting Caitlin since the time
machine didn’t end up in epic failure like the last time, Leo was regaling
everyone on his epic adventure with Meo while Chase tried to find out exactly
how they managed to get the machine up and running so quickly. And then-
Something glitched.
The room started spinning, the lights started flashing and then suddenly
everything went dark. When they finally came to they were out in the middle of
some field in the middle of nowhere and scattered around them were the broken
remains of what used to be the time machine. Or rather most of them were. When
Chase came around he woke up to Bree and Leo leaning over him with concern
while Adam rode on a donkey that he got only God knows where a few feet away.
They tried to get their bearings and looked for the nearest sign of
civilization when they realized that they couldn’t fix the time machine and get
it to send them back home. They hoped that the machine hadn’t sent them too far
away. They hoped that it sent them a couple of minutes either back or forward
in time and maybe to another town, like the time Tasha got caught in the
teleporter and got sent to Fresno instead of a Volcano in Hawaii. Unfortunately
after they found actual people they realized that they weren’t anywhere near
Fresno. From what Mr. Davenport could tell the teleporter sent them at least
six hundred years into the past two miles outside of Montua Italy for some
baffling reason.
It was a nightmare.
When they actually made it to Montua they had to come up with some pretty
creative ways of explaining where they came from and why they looked so strange
to the locals before anyone would help them and even then the villagers weren’t
very welcoming.
Most of them spoke English so at least they didn’t have to worry about the
language barrier. It was old timey English, but English none the less. But then
they were left with the dilemma of finding a way home and managing to find food
and shelter since Mr. Davenport’s credit cards weren’t any good in the old
town. It was a sad moment when the scientist got nothing but a blank stare when
he handed the shiny plastic card over to a tavern barmaid and he realized for
the very first time that his money wouldn’t be good anywhere. But then a man
came out of nowhere and offered to pay for their food and their stay. A man by
the name of Count Paris.
Apparently Count Paris heard Donald introducing himself and recognized his
name, since the Davenports are an ancient royal family born from the Irish
Isles. And Count Paris knew this only because he knew that the Davenports were
distant cousins to the Capulet’s a family he planned on visiting and hoped to
gain favor with in his next visit to Verona. Donald and Douglas were both
stumped but they decided to play along with the charade just long enough to get
the time machine fixed and get themselves back home to the right time in
Mission Creek. They told the count that they were on their way to visit their
cousins when they were robbed by a group of bandits, all their possessions were
taken and their guards were killed. Count Paris insisted on taking them all
with him to Verona and the Davenports had no choice but to agree to it.
When they got to Verona, convincing the Capulet’s of their relation was a
little more difficult to achieve since lord Capulet did in fact know about
their distant cousins from Ireland but had received no word of a visit from any
of them.
Donald and Douglas were once again stumped.
“We-uhm-well-“
“We just got back from a wedding.” Bree suddenly interrupted earning a room
full of stares since she was just a child that suddenly spoke, the girl cleared
her throat before he spoke, “Forgive me dear…uncle for speaking out of turn
but, my father recently married. We lost our mother a few years ago and our
father decided to marry to allow us to finally have a real family again.”
“I’m sorry for you loss.” Lord Capulet said watching Bree for a moment before
he brought his eyes over to Tasha and Leo, “This is your new mother.”
“Yes.” Mr. Davenport answered as he wrapped an arm around Tasha’s shoulders and
the woman just laughed along as she forced a smile onto her face, “This is my
darling new wife and son.”
Adam went up to wrap his arm around Leo’s shoulders as well as Donald
continued, “We were on honeymoon and we decided to visit our distant cousins
so… so they could get more acquainted with our history, the family bloodline.”
“Newlyweds, how lovely. But to be experience such rough treatment, to have all
of their possessions taken from them in a time that is meant to give the family
such joy, we simply must welcome our cousins in with open arms.” Lady Capulet
said with a smile and her husband nodded, “Perhaps I am being a bit over
cautious.” The man then stood from his seat and clapped his hands before he
called, “Adriano.”
One of the servants standing near the wall came closer and bowed, “Yes, my
lord.”
“Give our cousins anything that they may need, have rooms prepared.” Lord
Capulet then turned towards them, “Our home is open to you, stay as long as you
wish.”
And stay they did.
It’s been about two weeks.
Paris left Verona few days later and Douglas went with him back to Montua. They
needed to get the time machine fixed so they agreed that they would work on it
there away from the curious eyes of the Capulet’s. Douglas would stay in
Montua, having made up some excuse on work he wanted to do there and Donald
went there every few days to help and check on their progress while the others
stayed in Verona.
They didn’t want to lie to the Capulet’s, especially since they’d been so kind
and generous but they needed to get back home. Besides the fact that they
couldn’t stay there forever without completely messing up the timeline, they
also had Adam, Bree and Chase’s bionics to worry about. They didn’t use their
bionics since they didn’t want to start a panic so that worked in their favor
but they also knew that going without their capsules for too long would
definitely lead to problems.
Up until that point things were going O.K. The time machine was coming along as
well as it could be considering the lack of modern technology that they were
being forced to deal with. They were settling well enough in Verona despite the
lies that they had to tell whenever they were asked about themselves. The
Capulet’s were nice.
Juliet was sweet, she got along with Bree like a house on fire. Tybalt had a
temper but they all learnt which buttons not to push quickly enough. The raven
haired man had been suspicious of them at first when he heard about their
arrival but somehow Leo managed to get him wrapped around his little finger
quickly enough, plus he seemed to have developed a soft spot for Bree which
seemed to lower his suspicions at least a bit. Lady Capulet simply loved
spending time with Tasha. Adam hadn’t quite gotten used to the way of talking
in Verona and it caused a few problems at times but lord Capulet seemed to find
him absolutely amusing and as for Rosaline, she didn’t really seem to care
either way but it was still painfully obvious every time she visited that Chase
was her favorite. Plus they hadn’t had to use their bionics even once.
Until the day before that is.
The day before a fight broke out between the Capulets and the Montagues and the
Davenports hadn’t wanted to get involved. But they heard what the Prince said
earlier that day before the start of the tournament and they didn’t want Lord
Capulet to get into trouble, so they intervened.
It didn’t do much good since the prince was still furious, Tasha read them the
riot act and Mr. Davenport lectured them for what felt like hours afterwards
but at things were still O.K for the most part.
Until now…
“What’s going on?” Chase heard Bree hiss from her spot on Leo’s right while he
sat on his left and Adam right beside him. Super genius looked up towards where
his siblings were staring and saw Tybalt arguing in hushed tones with lord
Capulet. The raven haired man seemed upset-no-fuming as he repeatedly tried to
stand with his hand grasping tightly at the sword sheathed at his side while
lord Capulet forced him to stay put. Chase couldn’t help but frown.
“Something’s up.”
They continued to watch as Tybalt fumed and his uncle became more and more
agitated when lady Capulet suddenly appeared at Adam’s shoulder and gave them
all a slight smile as she spoke.
“Children, I’d like to have a word with you if I may.”
“Uh,” Chase started looking back at Leo and Bree, both of whom just shrugged
and he turned back with a smile, “Sure.”
They all got up, making sure to take their masks with them as lady Capulet led
them towards the wall behind the head table at the end of the large ballroom
where the older woman stopped and turned towards them causing them to stop as
well.
“I’m sorry to ask this of you, especially in this time of celebration.” Lady
Capulet said with her hands wringing nervously together in front of her,
“However, I have a favor to ask of you.”
“Its fine, we don’t mind.” Bree answered with a smile and Adam shrugged, “They
haven’t brought out my third helping anyway so, I have some time to kill.”
Chase rolled his eyes and Leo gave a snort before he spoke, “What do you need
help with?”
The older woman let out a soft sigh, “It would seem that we have an unwanted
guest here tonight and it’s caused cousin Tybalt’s temper to rise with bitter
anger.”
“What guest?” the super genius asked and lady Capulet nodded towards the dance
floor behind them, “The sole heir to the house of Montague, young Romeo.”
They teens turned back to look over to the dance floor but it was difficult
trying to pick out their unwanted guest in the crowd of masked dancers when
Bree started to frown, “Isn’t that Juliet?” the speedster said when she caught
sight of the girl in the blue dress and mask, “Who’s she dancing with?”
“Romeo Montague.” Lady Capulet said with another sigh and the teens all gaped,
“I know not why he is here however that will not matter if another brawl were
to break out in this house. The Prince will have all punished both Capulet and
Montague and blood will rain down on the streets of Verona.”
Leo looked back to the woman with a frown, “What do you want us to do? We’re
Capulets too.”
“Sort of.” Adam supplied unhelpfully and Chase gave him a glare as Leo
continued, “Wouldn’t we get in trouble if we got involved as well?”
“Do not think I have forgotten of your intervention during the battle this
afternoon.” Lady Capulet said locking Leo’s eyes in her own causing all four to
freeze, “I know not how you did what you did, but I am grateful to all of you.
And now I ask that you intervene once more. Keep an eye on Juliet, watch her
and ensure that she does not see any hurt. She is my only child, I do not know
what I would do if she were harmed.” Then Lady Capulet looked over to Bree,
“And watch over Tybalt as well. He has such pride, so much vengeful anger that
I fear what he may do if left to his own devices, especially with a Montague in
our midst. Children, can I trust you with this task?”
“Of course.” Chase answered without hesitation and the older woman smiled,
“Boys, watch over Juliet. Bree I’ll task you with keeping an eye on Tybalt.”
“Really?!” Bree squeaked as a blush flooded her cheeks while lady Capulet led
her away. Adam and Leo both laughed while Chase just let out a snort.
“This is Owen all over again.” Leo said with a smirk while Adam shrugged, “I
dunno, at least Owen was less angry.”
“Whatever,” Chase said as he lifted the oak brown crows mask over his face as
he slipped in on prompting Leo and Adam to do the same, “I’ll go find Juliet
and make sure she’s O.K. You two go make sure there aren’t any more Montagues
hanging around that we need to worry about.”
“Uh Earth to Chase, everyone’s wearing masks.” Leo said in a deadpan voice,
“Even if we’d met any Montagues before how are we supposed to find them?”
“Just look around for anyone acting suspicious or hanging around somewhere they
shouldn’t be.” Chase said with a sigh, “Just remember to be subtle, we can’t
risk a fight with any of them.”
“On it.”
Adam and Leo walked away and Chase let out anther sigh when a flash of sky blue
caught his eye and he saw Juliet disappear into the room beside the ballroom
pulling someone along with her.
“Not on my watch.”
The super genius hissed out as he rushed through the crowd.
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“Romeo! Cousin Romeo!”
Romeo ignored the calls behind him as he walked through the dimly lit passage
way tugging the hood of his cloak up over his head as he stared at the wall
that kept the estate of the Capulets away from the rest of the world.
“Romeo!”
The young man let out a frustrated sigh as he kept walking.
“Could I go when all of my heart is here?”
“Romeo!”
Romeo took one more look behind him before he made a decision and climbed the
wall to jump down on the other side.
“Should I go when all of my heart is here?”
He landed on a fresh flower bed but ignored the dirt on his boots as he trudged
through to make it onto the path way, around the briar path and over to the
path lit by torches in the courtyard.
“Romeo! Suitor! Madman!”
He heard the voices call again, he recognized it as Mercutio’s but Romeo was in
no mood for his games.
“He jests at scars that have never felt a wound.” Romeo hissed out bitterly as
his heart ached in his chest.
He’d gone to the ball to see Rosaline, to gaze upon her beauty and prove to
both Benvolio and Mercutio that his love was fair and true but instead of
finding his love in Rosaline, instead of gazing upon her golden hair and ocean
blue eyes he found Juliet instead.
And his heart skipped a beat, his lungs took a pause denying his right to
breathe and his chest tightened. Never before had he ever felt so strongly
about someone. Never before had someone so easily taken his breath away. One
second, one glance at Juliet as she wore a mask suddenly made pining over
Rosaline for days seem petty in comparison. He fell in love with Juliet at
first sight, this time he knew it was true. And that moment when he took her
hand as they danced in the ballroom, Romeo knew without a shadow of a doubt
that she was meant to be his.
She led him away to a darkened room and in the pale moonlight he gazed upon her
beauty when she removed her mask and he fell even deeper. He kissed her lips
and she kissed him back, if God struck him with death right there and then he
would have died a happy man. Juliet was so beautiful so pure, Romeo was ready
to give his life for her without any question and he was about to kiss her once
more only to be interrupted.
It was a boy, much shorter than he and so Romeo assumed him to be young, he
felt bitter anger towards the boy who so quickly pulled them apart and demanded
that he leave. The boy wore a mask so Romeo did not see his face but he’s sure
that he’s never seen the boy before so he wasn’t sure if he were a Capulet.
Then again, he didn’t know of Juliet either or even know that she was a Capulet
when he fell so hopelessly and completely in love with her. Somewhere in the
back of his mind. He wondered about the boy’s relationship with sweet Juliet.
He seemed so protective and so angered that Romeo wondered if the boy might be
a rival. Did he hold Juliet’s heart? No.
She would not have allowed Romeo to touch her if her heart belonged to another,
he’s sure of it. So who was that boy?
Romeo kept walking through the courtyard and he looked up to the large house
before him when he caught sight of a shadow moving in the light of a small
candle behind a curtain in a window. He couldn’t help but muse about the beauty
of his love as he continued to walk.
“But soft, what light through yonder window breaks? It is the east and Juliet
is the sun. Arise fair sun and kill the envious moon who is already sick and
pale with grief, that thou art far more fair than she.”
He watched the house a moment more when a figure stepped out onto the balcony
and stood by the barrier to gaze out at the sky and Romeo’s eyes went wide as
his heart sped up when he realized that it was Juliet.
“Wait, it is my lady.” Romeo said as he took a few steps closer, “Oh it is my
love-“
“Oh no it’s not!”
Romeo was broken from his trance when he suddenly saw someone rushing up
towards him and he suppressed a growl when he realized that it was the boy from
earlier. The boy seemed to glare despite the mask he still wore as he came to a
stop and growled out.
“What do you think you’re doing here?”
Romeo glanced up at the balcony as he spoke, “I’ve come to seek my love.”
“No, you’re trespassing.” The boy hissed as he grabbed Romeo’s shoulder to
force the taller man to look at him and Romeo glared at the treatment even as
the boy continued, “Montagues have no business being here, now I suggest you
leave before I make you.”
“I did not come here for a brawl.”
“Then leave and leave Juliet alone.”
Romeo paused, “I can’t do what you ask of me.”
“Why not?”
“I could never stay away from my heart-“
“Yeah well, you’re gonna have to try now leave!”
“I-“
And then voices, not those of Benvolio and Mercutio but Romeo recognized one of
them all the same.
One was Tybalt and the other belonged to a young girl.
The boy’s eyes seemed to go wide, “You need to go.”
“I’m not leaving.”
The boy’s hands clenched tightly into fists, “You-“
“Here, in the house of Capulet with his filthy hands on sweet Juliet.”
“Gentle Tybalt, calm yourself.”
They were getting closer but Romeo didn’t care, he would face any danger, any
threat so long as he may see his love but once. Feel the heat on her cheek but
one more time-
“What?” Romeo almost yelped when the boy took his arm and dragged him away down
behind the briar nearby before he hissed. “Just shut up!”
Romeo just stared back in surprise before he spoke, “I will not hide away like
some villain guilty of a hideous crime. My love is pure and good and I will
not-“
The boy had put a hand over his mouth, “Shut. Up.”
The older man took away his hand, “No, I-“
And then Romeo’s eyes went wide, the boy had grabbed the front of his shirt and
yanked him closer sealing their lips in a bruising kiss.
“I’m sure that if Juliet knew...”
Romeo could barely hear the girl talking over the blood that suddenly rushed
through his ears and the way his heart pounded against his chest. And yet at
the same time Romeo couldn’t help but feel, he couldn’t help but-
“That is my point exactly; she had no idea what she was doing. Who she allowed
to sully her hands with his touch.”
Romeo reached out placed a hand on either side of the boy’s face and kissed him
back. The boy seemed to tense under his touch but Romeo didn’t release him as
he brought the other even closer and tilted his head to deepen the kiss. He
felt the mask slip from the boy’s face, silky hair slipped between his fingers.
“Juliet is actually a lot smarter than you think you know. Have a little more
faith in her.” The girl seemed to sigh, “It’s getting late, we should probably
go back inside.”
Tybalt took a deep breath, “Of course.”
The footsteps moved away and the boy suddenly pulled back with a gasp. Romeo
opened his eyes and gazed into green eyes wide in shock on a face whose cheeks
had flushed and he couldn’t help but stare.
“You need to go.” The boy suddenly said as he got up and dragged Romeo along
with him, pulling him over towards the wall near where Romeo had climbed over
earlier. He could hear arguing somewhere nearby. “Now go.”
“Wait, what is your name?” The older man asked and the boy just glared at him.
“I said go!”
“Not until-“
“Oh enough of this!” the boy screamed in frustration as he raised his hand.
Romeo was sure that he was losing his mind when he suddenly felt himself
flying, right over the wall to fall with a harsh thump on the ground.
“Romeo!” a voice called in alarm and Romeo looked up to find Benvolio at his
side trying to help him up and he just stared around himself in confusion, “We
need to leave.”
“What’s going on?”
“There’s no time. Mercutio!” the boy screamed after he helped Romeo to his feet
and watched as Mercutio repeatedly tried to leave Benvolio’s grasp.
Romeo looked up to see three figures a few feet away. One was tall and
muscular, the other was short with dark skin and the other was the boy… the one
that kissed him. The one that-
“Mercutio-“
“Answer me boy!” Mercutio roared and the dark boy tensed before the taller man
took his arm and pulled him protectively behind him.
“Leo, stay back.”
Romeo just stared at the boy with green eyes and he stared back when he heard
the sound of horses heading their way.
“Mercutio enough, we must make haste and leave this place.” Benvolio hissed as
he pulled even harder but Mercutio wouldn’t move an inch. The younger man
looked over to his cousin with pleading eyes, “Romeo, please.”
Romeo blinked and swallowed hard before he went over to grab a hold of
Mercutio’s arm to drag him away.
“Mercutio we leave now.”
Mercutio struggled a moment more before allowing himself to be pulled away they
ran down the passage way, away from the horses from the guards they knew
approached that place and they ran out into the open street.
“Mercutio-“ Romeo tried to ask but the man only shrugged out of his grasp and
walked ahead, seething with anger.
“Leave me be.”
Romeo paused and Benvolio did the same beside him as they watched the man walk
away when the boy sighed.
“His temper will be the death of me.”
“What happened?”
Benvolio paused as he looked up at his cousin before he suddenly started
walking, “I-I’m not quite sure.”
“Not sure?” Romeo asked as he caught up to the other and the boy sighed again,
“I’m not sure what else to say other than the fact that there seems to be no
end in sight for our feud with the house of Capulet.”
“Capulet.”
Benvolio looked up at him, “Those men, the ones in the alley, they are nephews
to lord Capulet.”
“All of them?”
“Yes, cousin. All of them.”
Romeo froze in place.
Another one, yet again the house of Capulet-
It seems true what he said before; his heart all of his heart rests there.
With-with Juliet of course, but… but what-
“Cousin Romeo, we must make haste.” Benvolio said when he saw the other man
stop and Romeo looked back the way he came as his heart and mind began to war
with themselves.
Chapter End Notes
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End Notes
     So what do you guys think? Should this be its own story or should I
     just put up the next chapter to finish? If it is just one chapter,
     it’ll be longer going from the masquerade ball where all this started
     to the end but a really condensed version and a longer story will
     have a little more detail and will ultimately take longer.
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