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MAILBOX FOR DR. ROBERT CHASE

Chase swore to his bones that he could feel whenever something strange was coming on. Maybe he couldn't actually, but he'd written a thesis about the damn place. It was why, when he woke up, the first thing he did was roll onto his back, stare at the ceiling, and without even looking at himself, he uttered a loud 'fuck ( Read more... )

He's taken up running again.

It's been years since he's run like this -- as though he's running to get somewhere rather than just going out there for the pleasure of his blood pumping harder than ever. He's winded earlier than he thinks he ought to be, but keeps going. The sun beats down on him and sand and dirt combine to get into his socks, but ( Read more... )

There was a part of Chase that had come to believe that if you avoided a situation for long enough, you could pretend it didn't exist. That was his father's lesson to him. His mother's lesson was that you buried your head so far into a vice that you were too deep to get out when you realized it was too late (if you realized ( Read more... )

Despite a storied history of not being able to actually make bad issues go away by ignoring them, Chase hadn't really learned his lesson. When his father got to town, he tried to bury everything. When his mother got sick, he stuck his head in the sand for a while. When he killed a woman because of his own neglect, he just tried to pretend it never ( Read more... )

As far as Chase was concerned, there was patience and then there came a point when you weren't being patient anymore -- you were just being silly. He was still letting weeks go by with the Doctor, expecting that any day (any shift), a thesis was going to wind up on his desk so that he could present it to the current group at the Office as well as ( Read more... )

Occasionally, Chase loathed the island. Usually when he found himself elsewhere, he really hated it. He supposed that it wasn't so bad this time around. He was in his own body, Nate was safe, and only the Doctor was being inhabited by someone else, who was actually pretty nice. He definitely recalled a couple times too many in which that wasn't the ( Read more... )

Things were getting slightly ridiculous ( Read more... )

Chase wasn't sure that he'd ever be really used to the quiet of the psych office. Sure, even the clinic wasn't that busy, but there was the guarantee that if there was a sudden emergency, you would have to think on your feet and have steady hands as you operated on a person. Here, all you had was quiet. Even if there was an emergency, they took ( Read more... )