Thompson Institution was where Chase called home for the next few years. He had unsuccessfully tried to run away five times his first year, but the guards finally smartened up and put him in solitary confinement until he learnt his lesson ( Read more... )

Chase woke up the next morning with a pounding headache. I guess this is my punishment, he thought to himself as he did the chore of dragging himself out of bed. He saw House sitting in the kitchen and he froze. Chase looked horrible and he couldn't let House see him like this. he snuck off to the bathroom, locked the door and sat on the toilet ( Read more... )

A/N: Hey everyone! So I have been really stressed out lately so I'm truly sorry I haven't been writing. I got my creativity back so I am back on track! Oh, and the hallucination bit is dedicated to one of my friends on LJ. So if it doesn't make sense, blame her ( Read more... )

 The car came to a screeching halt. It echoed throughout the entire neighborhood. He slammed the door and stormed to the apartment. The kid's dead, House thought to himself, grinning. He opened the door (good thing Wilson gave him one, and that he kept it.), and barged in. 
"Chase!" he growled, scanning the place. He found him, alright, lying on ( Read more... )

 "Not this again." Cuddy groaned as she walked into the hospital room. This time, however, the roles were reversed. Chase sat by House, eyes bloodshot from crying and lack of sleep. 
"How is he?" Cuddy inched closer, watching House.

"I'm fine." House opened one eye to look at her. "Now go."

"What the fuck were you thinking?" Chase nearly shouted as ( Read more... )

 "Dr. Chase?" He wasn't paying attention when Cuddy called his name. He stared out the window, worrying the pen in his mouth. Cameron and Foreman exchanged glances and looked back at Chase.
"Chase!" Cuddy raised her voice a little and startled Chase.

"Someone is here to see you." He followed her to the room where they were waiting. He stood frozen ( Read more... )

 A/N: I'm a little pissed about the Chase/Cameron wedding. Minus the 'little'. Just saying... *Grumbles and continues story*

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Chase laid on the couch lifeless for so long House was sure he was dead. He lifted his cane and poked Chase's ribs once. He stirred, batted the cane with his hand and flipped to the other side.

"You ( Read more... )

 Coming home with House was hell. Chase couldn't do anything by himself anymore. Everything sharp was locked away and was to be used only if House was there to supervise. Chase hated all of this, and House knew it. It amused House to watch Chase's frustration grow at everything.
"You know," Chase said one morning before work, "you don't have to ( Read more... )

 He didn't know why he woke up. Chase felt his eyes open, and with a sigh he looked up to see House watching him. Chase began to panic, so he averted his eyes. What caught his attention was his bandaged up wrists. He didn't remember doing that, but then again, he doesn't remember that night much either.
"Mind telling me what your problem is?" Chase ( Read more... )

 A/N: I didn't realize how many people liked this story XD I added a bonus chapter which will lead you into...a ~sequel.

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6 Months Later.

It finally caught up to Chase. He hadn't slept in the last few weeks. Showing up for work was becoming a chore for him. He did the one thing he swore he would never do: he drank like his mother ( Read more... )