Disclaimer: Okay, okay, I know the drill! None of this is mine…except the idea! Muahah! And perhaps something else in later chapters.

Author's Note: Well, here it is. This is going to be quite possibly the longest fic in my history. And it's probably going to take the longest to finish, too. Also, there is a HUGE shout-out going to Fenris242! Thanks for everything Fen!

Chase had plotted for nearly a month now. He'd done his research, too. He'd checked donor bank after donor bank, until PPTH was his only place left to look. He'd nearly smacked himself because it had been so easy to get to it. He didn't know why he hadn't checked there first. But, that had only been the first part in his plan. And without that, part two couldn't even be considered…and without part two, part one was totally useless.

"So, I'm heading out. I'll see you at work, okay?" comes a voice that is distinctly Cameron's. Chase had fallen in love with her, there was no denying it. He hadn't even tried to. Though, it was also obvious as to Cameron's feelings for House.

"Actually, I was wonderin', could you stay for a few more minutes? I'd like to talk to you about somethin'," he says, looking up from his spot on his bed. She'd come over to his apartment tonight. Sometimes they traded days, others they traded weeks. It was easier to know where you were going after work before you left.

"Sure, what's up?" she asks, moving to sit back on the bed. She'd gotten dressed and he was still naked under the covers.

"This…well, it's gonna sound strange, and I guess it is," comes his accented voice. "Nevermind," he says, acting as if he didn't want to talk about it.

"No, no, what's wrong Chase? Tell me, please?" she asks, offering him a smile. Cameron had, in her own way, partially fallen for the blonde Aussie. He wasn't House, not by far, but he was a companion and he did care about her. And she did care about him.

"Awlright," he says, then sighs. "I was thinking…Cameron, I want to have a baby. But I can't."

Cameron blinks a little and perks an eyebrow. "Are you serious?" she asks, thinking over everything he'd just said.

"Yeah, I've neva been so sure. You just…I know you don't really love me-love me, but I know you care for me. And I care for you too, very much. And I'm not saying we have to get married, I just think that, well, I'm not getting any younger, and you're not either, and we're both working good jobs, I'm even starting to get out of my money problems," he says, looking up at her with hopeful blue eyes.

Cameron sighs and runs her hand through his hair and smiles at him. "I'll think about it, okay? I mean, it would take a lot to do this. We'd have to find a sperm donor, I'd have to have IVF treatments, you'd have to give me shots in the butt every day for over a month, all sorts of stuff. Unless you just have a low sperm count. Because then we can just get a sample and find a good sperm in the lab and---"

"I'm infertile. I'm shooting blanks, " he says, then gets a very well rehearsed look of self-disappointment on his face. It looked like it really crushed him.

"Oh," she says, then kisses his forehead. "Let me think about it, okay? Then we'll work something out. I Just….it's a lot for me to think about."

"I know, I do, Cameron. And it means a lot to me that you're just considering it," he says, then caresses her cheek and kisses her lips softly. She returns the affection and spends a few more minutes with him, then leaves.

Once alone, Chase smiles to himself and leans backwards in his bed, his arms behind his head and a smug smile on his lips. "This is going to be too easy."

Author's Note: So, what do you think? Obviously, Chase was lying about being infertile. He's lying about a lot of things, but it's all part of the story. Fen, you keep quiet. No spoiling things for people, even if they beg. Anyway, let me know what you think.