Author's Note: I was unhappy with how things ended for Chameron in House MD so I decided to write my own ending. Enjoy!
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Chapter 1: 4:12
The day seemed to drag on. Chase grabbed the red and gray oversized tennis ball on his desk and began to bounce it against the wall. Just like House used to do. Although Adams and Park were exceptionally bright fellows, solving cases was harder without House. He tried to think, hearing the soft thumps the ball made as it hit the wall. Chase began to think about the first time he stepped foot in this very office. His father had told him about a diagnostic fellowship position in New Jersey. He never thought that 10 years later he would be the head of the very same department.
As Chase drifted off into another string of memories, the silhouette of a woman standing in front of him interrupted his thoughts.
"Chase, the patient's time of death was at 4:12 p.m."
He stood up and looked at Adams, "Go tell the family. I'm going to head home now. See you and Park tomorrow."
She nodded and quickly left. He let out the breath he didn't know he had been holding. The brunette beauty intrigued him. Her passion and dedication toward her patients seemed all too familiar. For weeks he had contemplated on how to ask her out. He was her boss now. It seemed inappropriate to date an employee. But this made Chase even more attracted to Adams. He knew it was finally time to move on.
It was nearly ten o'clock at night by the time Chase arrived at his condo's front door. He put his leftovers from dinner in the fridge and sat down on the couch with cold beer. He could hear the soft howling of the wind from the open window. The condo seemed too big for just one person. Some days he would spend the night with a woman's legs wrapped around his body. He never knew the girls. Never asked for their names and never asked them to stay for more than a nightly pleasure.
Other days, Chase would sit alone and wonder what his life would have been like if he had not acted upon a sudden rage and decided to murder the vicious dictator. Though he did not regret his actions, he missed her. The cold and lonely nights had caught up to him. He would dream of a tiny pair of feet running across the living room. He wanted to have the chance to record every birthday party and help with every school project. He imagined family vacations in the sunny beaches of Australia. But he knew it didn't matter because they were just dreams. It was time to slip back into reality.
Cameron looked at her watch. 4:12. Twelve minutes past her shift. She had spent the last half hour reminiscing about her time on House's team.
"Allison!"
Cameron looked up to see her fiancé with her son in a stroller. She closed her laptop and went to greet the both of them with a kiss. It had been a long day and she wanted nothing more to go home and cuddle with her two loves.
During the car ride home Cameron self-consciously played with her new ring. The last time she wore a ring had been 3 years ago. A lot had changed since then. She turned to face her fiancé and looked into his hazel brown eyes.
"You know I love you right?"
"I know. Why? Is something wrong?" he sounded worried.
"Nothing, just wanted to say it to you." She didn't have a reason say it. She did love him or she wouldn't have said yes. She missed the exciting days in New Jersey. There was nothing better than coming home from working at Princeton-Plainsboro with the feeling of satisfaction. As head of the emergency department in Chicago General, Cameron came home drained.
As they pulled up to the driveway, Cameron turned around to look at her son. His eyes were closed and she could see his small body rising up and down. At five months old he was tiny but still lively. She loved nothing more than waking up in the morning to see his beautiful blue eyes. His eyes were like the ocean, iridescent and flecked with every shade of blue.
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