"Hey."

He was shocked to see her. He was surprised to see anybody outside his door at that time of night. Yes, it was only nine o'clock, but still, this was a surprise.

"It's Tuesday." She said casually, like it was nothing. He thought for a moment before he realized that it wasn't Tuesday.

"No, it's Monday." He said more like a question than a statement. What was she doing? Why was she here? And why was she here telling him what day of the week it was at nine o'clock at night. All the previous weeks when he had reminded her that it was Tuesday, she seemed annoyed. Since he was fired the other day, he wasn't going to be able to remind her of their special day. He didn't know why he chose Tuesday. It just became the day he continued to ask her. And yet, every time he asked her, he was rejected.

"I know." She said as she inched up his front steps, moving closer to him. "I didn't feel like waiting." She smiled and he smiled back at her. Could this mean that she has changed her mind?

Without giving her the chance to change her mind, he took his hand and brought it up to cup her face as he leaned forward and kissed her. It wasn't a forced kiss. More like a sweet, soft kiss.

As he pulled away he gazed into her eyes. He couldn't believe she was right here in front of him. After she rejected him, again, yesterday at the diner, he thought he'd probably never see her again since they were no longer working together. It was his fault he fell in love with her. They had a simple agreement. Just sex. No commitment. Nothing more. But Chase, being the soft guy that he is, wanted more.

He often wondered if she felt the same. Yes she stated at the beginning of their agreement that he was the one guy she knew that she would least likely fall in love with, but there were times where he thought otherwise. Why did she choose him if she didn't at least like him even a little bit.

They continued to stand in front of his house for another minute, just staring at each other, before he offered her to come inside. She walked over to his couch as he headed toward the kitchen to get them a drink. After grabbing two beers (since that was all he had besides water) he went back to the couch.

"You want a beer? I'm afraid that's all I have."

"No, that's fine." She said as she took the drink from him. They sat in silence, not knowing what to say to the other or what to talk about. Since she figured he was still confused about why she was there, she decided to speak first.

"I was wrong." She said, as she looked down at her hands, unable to look at him.

Surprised at her sudden words he looked at her, waiting for her to continue.

"I was wrong," she repeated. "When I said that I didn't want a relationship with you. The truth is I was mad at myself. I was mad at you. I was mad at the whole situation." She paused to take a breath. "For a while now, I've been having these feelings. I kept denying them and kept trying to move on. But it wasn't until you told me in front of the coffee machine that I had feelings for you that I let the thought enter my mind. The rest of that day I kept trying to get the thought from my mind. Finally I thought that maybe if I told you that I didn't like you, that maybe the feelings would go away again. I was wrong." She said, still unable to even look at him.

She took a sip of her dink before she continued. "After you left when House fired you, I felt lost. I didn't know what to do. I was unaware of what I was doing and why I was doing it. It was like I stopped and the world kept moving forward. But I knew that I had to go back. I had to face the fact and admit the truth." She looked at him, waiting for a response. When she didn't get one she said, "I'm sorry I lied to you. But I had to admit it to myself before I could admit it to you. Can you forgive me?"

Chase didn't know what to say. Yes, he was hurt because all this time they could have been dating and he could have stopped making a fool of himself by asking her out every week. There was only one thing he could do. He looked up at her, brought his hand up to cup her face, and leaned in to kiss her. When he pulled back he put his arm around her shoulders and she leaned into him enjoying the embrace that they were sharing.

After staying like that in silence for a few minutes, Chase remembered that he hadn't eaten dinner yet.

"Hey, I haven't eaten yet tonight. I was heading out to the diner down the block when you came. Would you like to join me?" he asked.

"Yes, I would. Thank you." She smiled. They stood up and headed for the door. Being the gentleman he is, Chase opened the door for her as they left the house. As soon as they got off the steps, Chase took her hand in his as they walked down the street.

Once they got to the diner, they sat at a booth near the back. Not long after they sat down, their waitress came over with their menus. They looked over the menu and ordered. After she left, they started to converse over what has been happening recently.

"So, how's House?" Chase asked, attempting to make conversation.

"He's as good as he's going to get. Still the same bastard that he is." They laughed at her comment. Both aware of how for that goes for House. "But it's not my problem anymore."

Chase looked up at her, confused at what she meant by that. "What are you talking about?"

"I turn in my resignation earlier today. House was right. It's time for a change." She smiled

"So we're both jobless. Gosh, I hate having to find a new job." Chase said as their food arrived.

"Yeah, me too."

Not long after they began to eat their meals, Chase's phone began to ring. He answered it surprised that anybody was calling him.

"Hello?" Chase answered.

"Hello Chase, this is Cuddy. I need to talk to you about this whole House firing you thing."

"Okay, what do we need to talk about?" Chase asked as he looked at Cameron with a questioning glance.

"It shouldn't have happened. If you can come in now we will discuss it more. I don't know if you've heard but Cameron has resigned as well. I've been trying to get a hold of her, but she isn't answering her phone. Do you know where she might be?"

"Um yeah, I think I know where she is. I can bring her along when I come over. I can be there in thirty minutes." He said as he checked his watch.

"Thank you Chase. I'm sorry this happened. I'm not going to let it. See you soon."

"Ok, bye" Chase said as he hung up the phone and went back to his meal.

"Who was that?" Cameron asked.

"Cuddy. She wants you and me to go down to the hospital and talk to her. She's been trying to call you but she couldn't get through."

"Well, I turned my phone off so we could talk with no interruptions."

"Wise move doctor." Chase smiled.

They finished their meals and left the diner to head back up to Chase's house to get his car since the hospital was about twenty minutes away. They were both silent during the trip wondering what could Cuddy possibly want to speak to them about. And what was going to possibly happen with their employment status?