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Chase was in a room, surrounded in beer bottles and other men, all of them starting to wake up on the last morning of their boys weekend in New York, an annual holiday of Chase and his med-school buddies. Chase started to slowly open his eyes, looking around the room slowly as not to disturb his headache too much. He then glanced down at his hands. On his wedding finger he saw a cheap ring, probably another dumb joke he thought, wiping his eyes and yawning loudly. He looked around at his mates when he heard a chuckle come from one of them who had noticed Chase had woken up.

"How was your first night as a half of another person?" his friend chuckled, causing Chase confusion.

"What are you talking about?" he replied confused.

"Alcohol my friend, the cause of all a mans' happiness,"

"What did you guys do?" Chase said, now getting slightly annoyed.

"I would have thought the ring was pretty self explanatory,"

"Oh shit, guys that's not funny!" Chase said, getting up, as all his friends started cracking up at him, "Are you serious, you got me married,"

"Isn't that funny Chad, the man who plays the pranks can't remember being a victim of one," one of his other mates said to another.

"You have to tell me who to, at least," Chase pined, a look of pure disbelief on his face. He could have bashed their heads in when they just laughed.

"Lets just say you have met her before, I don't know if you were drunk or not though!"

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Chase walked into work the next day, thoroughly annoyed with his friends. He had tried to think the reasons that they would have done it through, but the only thing he could come up with was they were drunk and revenge.

"Hi Chase!" Cameron said perkily, handing Chase a coffee as he walked into the conference room.

"Thanks," he answered bluntly, dropping his bag on the floor with a loud thud and picking his phone out of his pocket, dialing a number with a great amount of vigor.

"Not a day to mess with him," Foreman mumbled in Cameron's ear as she looked at Chase worried.

"How is everything today my children," House said, striding into the room with a box containing Wilson's infamous pancakes.

"Besides Chase wanting to break everything he touches, everything is fine," Foreman said, grinning at Chase who wasn't looking, instead giving the opposite wall from where he was standing a death glare as he waited for the telephone on the other end to pick up.

"New patient, came out of the ICU two weeks ago and has caught something, doctors can't figure out, thus where we come in," House said, dumping a file in Cameron's hands and taking his prominent stance by the whiteboard. After a quick diagnosis excluding the aggravated Chase, Cameron and Foreman headed to get the patient's blood for testing and House returned to his office for his morning entertainment, not the television but watching Chase swear loudly as he called his friends and tried and coax something out of them. Wilson walked in as House was laughing quite loudly as Chase thumped his hand on the bench next to the sink and then squealed in pain.

"What's up?" Wilson said. House just motioned Wilson to shut up and watch Chase.

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"What do you reckon is up with Chase?" Cameron asked Foreman as they sat in the lab.

"I don't know, but I do know this guys tox-screen is clean," Foreman answered, apparently not surprised by this test result.

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Cameron and Foreman returned to the conference room, with the unfortunate news that they had found nothing unusual in the patient blood or any drugs in his system.

"Let me guess, nothing," House said, now bored again as the Chase show had ended, "get his doctors from the ICU in and we'll play truth or dare."

"I'll page them," Cameron said, walking out of the room.

"Chase, get in here," House yelled. Chase reluctantly got up with a very annoyed look on his face.

"What," he said as he entered the doorway. Foreman gave him a dirty look.

"I wanted to thank you for putting on such a great show this morning," House said, smirking.

"Is that all," he said, not even waiting for a reply before heading back to the conference room and slumping in a chair.

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"I'm not going in there," Dr Shelley Johnson said to the doctor standing beside her as they headed to the department of diagnostic medicine.

"You scared of House? Don't worry, I'll protect you," her companion, Dr Harley said.

"No, actually he's fine, its ok," she corrected herself, flattening her lab coat around the neck.

"Welcome guests," House said, "Are you reading to play my game," he said in a devious voice followed by his evil laugh. Chase shifted uncomfortably in his chair.

"Dr House, as the patient left the ICU two weeks ago, I think we can be sure nothing we did will have effected the patient." Dr Johnson said, trying to speed up the process and get out of the room as fast as she could.

"I hear a bit of doubt in your voice there," House said.

"Technically it could have been you," Chase blurted out, "What if there was subtle symptoms we missed before he got this bad?"

"Dr Chase, I doubt that would be the case as he has been in the constant care of doctors for all that time," Dr Johnson said, slightly raising her voice, frustrated by the blonde doctor.

"Doctors miss things all the time," Chase said, now slightly smirking.

"Oh yeah, like how you missed asking that lady that question a while back," Dr Johnson replied.

"Cheap shot," House said butting in the two of them looked at House then each other.

"Doctor Chase clearly thinks he knows everything about this case so you don't need me. I'll be back in the ICU if you do," Dr. Shelly Johnson said, promptly leaving the room.

After a while the room had cleared out and only Chase and House remained. Chase stood up and grabbed his phone out of his pocket and went to leave the room.

"Have you slept with every female doctor under 30 in this hospital?" House said, smirking.

"Yeah, and I make it a habit to marry people when I'm drunk as well," Chase said.

"Oh yeah, boys weekend, so that's the reason why you have been prancing round like a teenage girl on the phone all morning," House replied, "Wanna talk?"

"Nup!" Chase said, walking out of the room and dialing his mates number again.