Cuddy was just a second too late. She looked at the bodies lying dead in pools of blood. Cameron came peeking around the door, and even Foreman was there, curious. 
"Are they....?"

"Well, obviously!" Cameron snapped, and soon began to cry. Chase was the first one to wake. He automatically looked at House.

"House! Jesus Christ, House, wake up!" ( Read more... )

"How has he been?" Cuddy asked Chase, who was the only conscious one.

"He's unconscious most of the time," he whispered, barely able to speak, "but sometimes he opens his eyes."

"I'm fine." Both looked over and saw House try to open his eyes. Chase tried to smile and Cuddy sighed with relief.

"I'm gonna go, but please get me if you need any help ( Read more... )

Aiden and Wilson stared, with Wilson being the most uncomfortable. House moved closer, keeping his eyes locked on them.

"What did you do to him?" He asked between clenched teeth.

"Teaching him a lesson." Aiden stated plainly.

"Oh really?" House walked closer to Aiden, who didn't move. "Why not teach me that lesson?"

"House, don't." Wilson ( Read more... )

 A/N: I hate this chapter. Extremely. I don't know why I am doing this. But it makes the other chapters fit better. Sigh. I'm sorry if you guys don't like this chapter but it makes it angsty! I'm so sorry ;_;

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The next day started off like any other. Chase was sitting there, letting Cameron and Foreman argue amongst themselves. ( Read more... )

 The next day, House and Chase walked into the hospital together, prompting gleeful stares from all. When the duo walked into the office, where Cameron and Foreman were arguing about a patient, Cameron clammed up and jumped out of her chair.
"House! Chase! Welcome back!" She hugged them both. "Does this mean...you are back together?" Chase nodded, ( Read more... )

 House gripped his cane tighter and gritted his teeth. He spent his money and time on someone who moved on already so fast. Chase panicked.
"Please, House! Listen to me!" He ran to House and nearly knocked him over with his hug.

"What is there to tell me?" House spat, his whole body tensing.

"You need to understand-"

"Oh, I understand, all right. ( Read more... )

 Chase stopped dead in his tracks and held his breath when he saw his ex boyfriend, Aiden, grinning madly at him.
"What brings you here?" Aiden asked, as he grabbed Chase in a hug.

"Just, uh, visiting." Chase replied, not wanting to tell Aiden anything. It still pained him to see him, standing there acting like everything was ok.

"Ah, good thing. ( Read more... )

 House laid in bed, the alcohol running through his veins. He doesn't remember why he let Wilson talk him into drinking those last four shots. Wilson, however, had his own plans. He knew what House was like drunk, and he took no time to use that opportunity. He walked into the bedroom, watching House lay there.
"Still awake?" Wilson asked, slipping ( Read more... )

 Chase stepped off the plane and sighed with relief. He didn't care about the jet-lag, he was home! Everything seemed so happy and peaceful; it was a sigh of relief. He quickly remembered his reason for being here and the sudden urge to puke was present. Coincidentally, the wind picked up and it became questionably chilly. How he had wished he ( Read more... )

 He hadn't intended on being home when House arrived. His suitcases were already at the door. He had gone to the bedroom to get the last of his belongings when he heard the door open. Shit, House was back. He took three steps in and stopped, most likely looking at the suitcases.
"Chase?" House called out, and Chase froze. He couldn't face him, ( Read more... )