Chapter 1

I Don't Own Charmed or House M.D.

Italics- Elder Language

"Where are we going House?" Chase asked bemusedly as House led him and his two colleges to a dark ally.

"What makes you think I know little Wombat?" House asked patronizingly.

"Since your leading us here, it would make sense," Foreman commented in a monotone voice from behind Cameron.

"Well, I got a message from a man earlier today who asked me to meet him here with my team," House said brightly limping into the shadowed area.

"And you said yes?" Cameron said scandalized.

No one said anything for several minutes; Chase was beginning to get worried. Never once had House done something had could potentially jeopardize the well being of himself and his team. The silence stretched on before the sound of footsteps was heard echoing in the soundless ally.

"You must be Dr. House," a deep voice said, he was tall and blond with menacing blue eyes that were fixed on House.

"No, that would be him," House said pointing to Chase who was standing to his side. Chase on the other hand was just trying to keep it together.

"You have no idea how long I have been looking for you," the tall man said looking directly at Chase.

"You know, I am not really Dr. House," Chase said pointing his finger at the old limping man.

"Oh no Chase, I have looking for you for years," The man said.

"And why would that be?" Chase said calmly trying not to give away any recognition.

"Oh you know why," The man said in an amused voice.

"Well I think he established that he has no idea who you are," Cameron said in a sharp tone.

"And you believe him? He is the best actor I have ever met," the man said in a silky voice. For his part House was simply standing off to the side watching the exchange.

"What do you mean? I have met parrots who can lie better than him," Foreman said with a scoff.

The man ignored him and began speaking in a language they didn't recognize, it was the most beautiful thing they had ever heard … it sounded angelic.

"Chris, I have been looking for you for years, what are you doing glamoring to be this man?" Wyatt began pointing to Chase's body.

"Why does it matter to you 'big brother,'" Chase spat out causing everyone to look at him in shock.

"You speak that language?" Cameron said in amazement.

"I thought you didn't know him," House said pointing his cane accusingly at Chase. Nothing seemed to get his attention as his gaze was locked with the man.

"Aren't you going to introducing me? Where are your manors? What would mother say" Wyatt said mockingly looking casually around the room.

That seemed to be the wrong thing to say because as soon as he said it rage twisted onto Chase's face, "How dare you talk about mom? How could you talk about her when you never answered my calls to heal her."

"Still won't forgive me for that?" Wyatt said calmly looking at his nails.

Chase looked like he would like nothing better than to murder the tall muscular man in front of him grit out, "Leave me alone. I am doing nothing to your empire I just want some peace and quiet."

"I am afraid I can't just let you walk out. You are my brother and I can't leave you." Wyatt said comfortingly, "Now introduce me before I kill the girl."

Chase took a shuddering breath and turned to face his co-workers which he had forgotten about, for the most part they were staring at him in shock, "Cameron, Foreman, and House," Chase said pointing to each one individually, "This is Wyatt."

"Erm… nice to meet you," Cameron said softly trying to be polite.

"No its not," Chase said dryly, "Ok you have stopped in and said hi. Are you going to leave or will you being leaving mess and mayhem?"

"Why don't you know me better than that? Mess and mayhem is the only way I will leave," Wyatt said his voice still low and silky.

"At least you have style," Chase noted dryly.

Wyatt rolled his eyes and began speaking in the angelic language again, "Join me Chris, We could be great."

Chase rolled his eyes and said, "Exactly how many times have you asked me this? And please tell me when my answer has ever been yes."

Wyatt glared at him and said, "Unfortunately I never was the smart one. I need a brain behind my operation and since you are currently the only neutral Halliwell in existence you have become my prime target."

Chase rolled his eyes and said, "Just leave Wyatt we have mortals here, we couldn't talk business anyway."

Wyatt's passive face began showing irritation, "Why would I want you on my side anyway. Can't save mom, Mel, Aunt Paige or Aunt Phoebe, hell you couldn't even save Bianca! You are a waste of space and time. And now here you are pretending to be this person and working for these people who have no idea of your real name. All they know is this fake person that you created so you could run from your problems because you are the most pathetic creature to ever wonder into existence."

Chase reeled back in pain his legs stumbled back until he hit the wall. His eyes were trained blankly in front of him as he slid down the brick wall. Wyatt stood towering over him with a smug look on his angular face.

"Nice to meet you," he said facing the dumfounded team before walking briskly off and out of sight.

"The game has begun little brother, see you in the winner's circle," Wyatt muttered when he was far out of earshot of his brother worried colleges.

Note- Yes I remember Cursed, when Chase's dad came and Chase had serious issues with him. But like I said Chris is a good actor.