Me and Emily Chapter 12
Title: Me and Emily
Author: nomoretearsAS
Rating: K+/PG
Summary: When House discovers that Chase has a kid, he decides to find out more about both of them. House/Chase friendship.
Disclaimer: I don't own House, Chase, or any characters that you recognize.
Chapter: 12/?
AN: Comments are love!!
As soon as Chase was sure that Lauren was off hospital property, he rushed into Cuddy’s office, hoping that Emily was there. Cuddy saw him and beckoned him in. “Where’s Emily?” he asked.
“House took her up to his office. He figured if Lauren came looking, she wouldn’t find her up there.” Chase breathed a sigh of relief.
“Is she alright?” he asked, somewhat desperately.
“She’s fine. But she is a little shaken up. House couldn’t get a hold of Maddie and he won’t tell her what happened, but I think he can distract her for a little while.” Chase chuckled. If anyone could, he could. Cuddy gestured to the couch in the corner of his office and he sat down, gratefully.
“Dr. Chase, from what I saw I can piece together what’s going on, but it would be great if you could fill me in.” she said. And for the second time that year he began telling his story.
He told Cuddy how he had fallen in love with her, but she was always drunk. He told her how she pushed him into med school, how she had accidentally gotten pregnant with Emily. He told her about how he found her at the bottom of the stairs, and about the final attack that made him leave her. By the end of it, he was shaking. “And now, she’s back. She waltzes into this hospital, sees Emily. She’s going to get her, I can’t let her get Emily!”
“We’ll fight this, Chase. You’re not in this alone. You’ve got Maddie, House, and me. Whatever it takes, we’ll make sure she doesn’t get Emily.” she assured him.
“Thank you, I can’t tell you what that means.” he said.
“You’re welcome. Now, you better get up to House’s office. I think you need to talk to your daughter.” she said. Chase nodded, knowing that after five years he was going to have to explain what happened. And how do you explain that to a five year old?
He wasn’t sure how he got upstairs, but he found himself walking into House’s office. Emily ran to him and threw her arms around his legs. “Daddy! Who was that lady?” she asked. House nodded to his private office (they were in the conference room) and Chase smiled a thank you at him. He picked Emily up and carried her into the next room. He sat down on House’s lounger with Emily on his lap.
“Emily, I need you to listen very carefully to Daddy. Daddy...well, he may have made some bad choices, okay? But know this, I love you - more than the whole wide world, and I always have, okay?” he asked her. She nodded her head.
“Okay, Daddy. I love you, too.” He took a deep breath.
“When you were just a little, bitty baby, your mommy was very sick. And sometimes she did things that she didn’t mean to do.”
“Like when I get mad and throw my toys?” she asked. He nodded, with a sad smile.
“Right, like that. But mommy, she would get really mad and she would start hitting.”
“Would she hit you, Daddy?” Emily asked. Chase nodded again.
“Mostly, she would hit me. But Daddy’s big and strong and it didn’t hurt him. But one day, mommy tried to hit you.” Emily’s eyes got wide.
“Why?”
“Because your mommy was very, very sick. She didn’t know what she was doing.” Chase said.
“Was that my mommy downstairs?” she asked. Chase nodded.
“See, when mommy tried to hit you, Daddy took you away. We moved away from Australia, and your mommy and we moved here. And Daddy never told your mommy where we went, because he didn’t want her to find you.”
“And hit me.” Emily said, with all the innocence of a five year old.
“Right.” He said, correctly reading the fear that crept into her eyes.
“But mommy’s back now. Does she want to hit me again?” she asked. Chase hugged her close.
“No, sweetheart, no. Mommy never WANTED to hit you, she just, she got really angry and didn’t know how else to...” Chase didn’t know how else to explain. “Your mommy just wants to see you.”
“Oh.” Emily paused and thought for a moment. “I don’t want to see her.” she said, snuggling into his chest.
He pulled her back to look in her eyes. “Emily, if you want to see your mommy, I’ll let you see her. I’ll go with you or Uncle House or Aunt Lisa will, but if you want to see her, you can.”
“No Daddy, I don’t want her to hit you or me.” She moved back to cuddling into his chest.
“Okay, baby, okay. I promise you.”
“You won’t ever leave me, right Daddy?” she asked.
“Never.” he cooed. He saw House beckoning him into the other room. He stood up and placed her back in the chair. “I want you to sit here for a minute while Daddy goes to talk to Uncle House, okay?” She nodded and he went into the other room.
“I think you guys should stay at my place tonight. If Lauren knows where you work, chances are she knows where you live, too. She could be waiting to ambush you.” Chase ran his hands through his hair, frustrated.
“I don’t want to disrupt Emily’s life anymore. We should be able to go home.”
“Just for tonight. I’ll send Cuddy by your place to see if she’s there.” House reasoned. Chase was really too tired to argue.
“Thanks.” he said. He went back in and picked up Emily. “Em, we’re going to stay with Uncle House tonight.”
Emily seemed content with that. She hadn’t ever been to his home before and she was excited and they left together. They swung by Chase’s place and picked up a few things, a change of clothes, Emily’s favorite stuffed animal, and a few other essentials. When they arrived at House’s, they ordered take out and ate quietly. Chase had grabbed The Little Mermaid and put the movie on while they ate. By the time they were done, Emily could hardly sit up straight, she was so tired from the day.
Chase had set up her blankets and a pillow on the smaller of the two couches and settled her in. House was sitting at his desk, pretending to read a journal, but actually listening in on the conversation. “Daddy, will you sing my song?” she asked, yawning.
He flushed an embarrassed red. One day when before Emily had even started speaking, she wouldn’t stop crying one night. Frustrated, he began singing the first song that had popped into his head, “I Feel Fine” by the Beatles. She settled down immediately and looked up at her daddy, eyes trusting, and then they closed and she drifted off to sleep. And every night he would sing to her and she’d settle.
Once she started talking, she began requesting the song. He had tried recording it, he’d tried having her listen to the original, but she always wanted HIM to sing it to her. Of course, House heard this and turned around. “Your daddy sings?” he asked. Emily nodded.
“He sings so pretty.” she said, yawning again.
“What do you sing to her?” House asked him, an amused expression on his face. Resigning himself to the fact that he was going to sing to Emily (even if it meant torture from House, he would never refuse his daughter, especially after the day she’d had.)
“‘I Feel Fine’ by the Beatles.” House nodded, stood up and moved to the piano. He began to play and Chase turned his attention to Emily. As he sang the line, “I’m so glad, that she’s my little girl.” he tickled her tummy and she giggled. Then he stopped singing and let her sing the next line, like she liked to.
“She’s so glad, she’s telling all the world.” Chase smiled affectionately at her. He finished the song and kissed her forehead. Her eyes were already drifting shut. House shut the piano lid carefully and turned to Chase.
They decided to move into the kitchen, where there was less chance of waking Emily. “I didn’t know you could sing like that.” House said, almost awed.
“I didn’t know you could play like that.” Chase replied.
“I didn’t know your taste in music was so much better than your taste in clothes.” Finally, Chase laughed for a minute, but soon his grin faded. He ran his hands tiredly through his hair.
“I don’t know what I’m going to do. If Lauren actually takes this to court, she’s right. I took an infant away from her mother. I never went to the police, I never filed a report. I didn’t even tell anyone for five years. It’s going to look like I had something to hide.”
House looked at him, very controlled. “I don’t know what you’re talking about Dr. Chase, I’ve known about Emily since day one.”
Chase’s head almost snapped off his neck, he looked up so quickly. “No, House. You can’t lie for me.”
House shrugged and got up, heading to bed. “Call Stacy. She probably can’t defend you, but she’ll know someone who can.” With that, he was out of the room. Chase sighed so deeply, it actually hurt. He grabbed himself a glass of water, downed it quickly, and then went to bed himself.
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Author: nomoretearsAS
Rating: K+/PG
Summary: When House discovers that Chase has a kid, he decides to find out more about both of them. House/Chase friendship.
Disclaimer: I don't own House, Chase, or any characters that you recognize.
Chapter: 12/?
AN: Comments are love!!
As soon as Chase was sure that Lauren was off hospital property, he rushed into Cuddy’s office, hoping that Emily was there. Cuddy saw him and beckoned him in. “Where’s Emily?” he asked.
“House took her up to his office. He figured if Lauren came looking, she wouldn’t find her up there.” Chase breathed a sigh of relief.
“Is she alright?” he asked, somewhat desperately.
“She’s fine. But she is a little shaken up. House couldn’t get a hold of Maddie and he won’t tell her what happened, but I think he can distract her for a little while.” Chase chuckled. If anyone could, he could. Cuddy gestured to the couch in the corner of his office and he sat down, gratefully.
“Dr. Chase, from what I saw I can piece together what’s going on, but it would be great if you could fill me in.” she said. And for the second time that year he began telling his story.
He told Cuddy how he had fallen in love with her, but she was always drunk. He told her how she pushed him into med school, how she had accidentally gotten pregnant with Emily. He told her about how he found her at the bottom of the stairs, and about the final attack that made him leave her. By the end of it, he was shaking. “And now, she’s back. She waltzes into this hospital, sees Emily. She’s going to get her, I can’t let her get Emily!”
“We’ll fight this, Chase. You’re not in this alone. You’ve got Maddie, House, and me. Whatever it takes, we’ll make sure she doesn’t get Emily.” she assured him.
“Thank you, I can’t tell you what that means.” he said.
“You’re welcome. Now, you better get up to House’s office. I think you need to talk to your daughter.” she said. Chase nodded, knowing that after five years he was going to have to explain what happened. And how do you explain that to a five year old?
He wasn’t sure how he got upstairs, but he found himself walking into House’s office. Emily ran to him and threw her arms around his legs. “Daddy! Who was that lady?” she asked. House nodded to his private office (they were in the conference room) and Chase smiled a thank you at him. He picked Emily up and carried her into the next room. He sat down on House’s lounger with Emily on his lap.
“Emily, I need you to listen very carefully to Daddy. Daddy...well, he may have made some bad choices, okay? But know this, I love you - more than the whole wide world, and I always have, okay?” he asked her. She nodded her head.
“Okay, Daddy. I love you, too.” He took a deep breath.
“When you were just a little, bitty baby, your mommy was very sick. And sometimes she did things that she didn’t mean to do.”
“Like when I get mad and throw my toys?” she asked. He nodded, with a sad smile.
“Right, like that. But mommy, she would get really mad and she would start hitting.”
“Would she hit you, Daddy?” Emily asked. Chase nodded again.
“Mostly, she would hit me. But Daddy’s big and strong and it didn’t hurt him. But one day, mommy tried to hit you.” Emily’s eyes got wide.
“Why?”
“Because your mommy was very, very sick. She didn’t know what she was doing.” Chase said.
“Was that my mommy downstairs?” she asked. Chase nodded.
“See, when mommy tried to hit you, Daddy took you away. We moved away from Australia, and your mommy and we moved here. And Daddy never told your mommy where we went, because he didn’t want her to find you.”
“And hit me.” Emily said, with all the innocence of a five year old.
“Right.” He said, correctly reading the fear that crept into her eyes.
“But mommy’s back now. Does she want to hit me again?” she asked. Chase hugged her close.
“No, sweetheart, no. Mommy never WANTED to hit you, she just, she got really angry and didn’t know how else to...” Chase didn’t know how else to explain. “Your mommy just wants to see you.”
“Oh.” Emily paused and thought for a moment. “I don’t want to see her.” she said, snuggling into his chest.
He pulled her back to look in her eyes. “Emily, if you want to see your mommy, I’ll let you see her. I’ll go with you or Uncle House or Aunt Lisa will, but if you want to see her, you can.”
“No Daddy, I don’t want her to hit you or me.” She moved back to cuddling into his chest.
“Okay, baby, okay. I promise you.”
“You won’t ever leave me, right Daddy?” she asked.
“Never.” he cooed. He saw House beckoning him into the other room. He stood up and placed her back in the chair. “I want you to sit here for a minute while Daddy goes to talk to Uncle House, okay?” She nodded and he went into the other room.
“I think you guys should stay at my place tonight. If Lauren knows where you work, chances are she knows where you live, too. She could be waiting to ambush you.” Chase ran his hands through his hair, frustrated.
“I don’t want to disrupt Emily’s life anymore. We should be able to go home.”
“Just for tonight. I’ll send Cuddy by your place to see if she’s there.” House reasoned. Chase was really too tired to argue.
“Thanks.” he said. He went back in and picked up Emily. “Em, we’re going to stay with Uncle House tonight.”
Emily seemed content with that. She hadn’t ever been to his home before and she was excited and they left together. They swung by Chase’s place and picked up a few things, a change of clothes, Emily’s favorite stuffed animal, and a few other essentials. When they arrived at House’s, they ordered take out and ate quietly. Chase had grabbed The Little Mermaid and put the movie on while they ate. By the time they were done, Emily could hardly sit up straight, she was so tired from the day.
Chase had set up her blankets and a pillow on the smaller of the two couches and settled her in. House was sitting at his desk, pretending to read a journal, but actually listening in on the conversation. “Daddy, will you sing my song?” she asked, yawning.
He flushed an embarrassed red. One day when before Emily had even started speaking, she wouldn’t stop crying one night. Frustrated, he began singing the first song that had popped into his head, “I Feel Fine” by the Beatles. She settled down immediately and looked up at her daddy, eyes trusting, and then they closed and she drifted off to sleep. And every night he would sing to her and she’d settle.
Once she started talking, she began requesting the song. He had tried recording it, he’d tried having her listen to the original, but she always wanted HIM to sing it to her. Of course, House heard this and turned around. “Your daddy sings?” he asked. Emily nodded.
“He sings so pretty.” she said, yawning again.
“What do you sing to her?” House asked him, an amused expression on his face. Resigning himself to the fact that he was going to sing to Emily (even if it meant torture from House, he would never refuse his daughter, especially after the day she’d had.)
“‘I Feel Fine’ by the Beatles.” House nodded, stood up and moved to the piano. He began to play and Chase turned his attention to Emily. As he sang the line, “I’m so glad, that she’s my little girl.” he tickled her tummy and she giggled. Then he stopped singing and let her sing the next line, like she liked to.
“She’s so glad, she’s telling all the world.” Chase smiled affectionately at her. He finished the song and kissed her forehead. Her eyes were already drifting shut. House shut the piano lid carefully and turned to Chase.
They decided to move into the kitchen, where there was less chance of waking Emily. “I didn’t know you could sing like that.” House said, almost awed.
“I didn’t know you could play like that.” Chase replied.
“I didn’t know your taste in music was so much better than your taste in clothes.” Finally, Chase laughed for a minute, but soon his grin faded. He ran his hands tiredly through his hair.
“I don’t know what I’m going to do. If Lauren actually takes this to court, she’s right. I took an infant away from her mother. I never went to the police, I never filed a report. I didn’t even tell anyone for five years. It’s going to look like I had something to hide.”
House looked at him, very controlled. “I don’t know what you’re talking about Dr. Chase, I’ve known about Emily since day one.”
Chase’s head almost snapped off his neck, he looked up so quickly. “No, House. You can’t lie for me.”
House shrugged and got up, heading to bed. “Call Stacy. She probably can’t defend you, but she’ll know someone who can.” With that, he was out of the room. Chase sighed so deeply, it actually hurt. He grabbed himself a glass of water, downed it quickly, and then went to bed himself.
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