Chapter 1: Surprise
Cameron studied Chase as he poured coffee. He could feel her eyes on his back. Chase couldn't take it anymore. "What?" He said, still not facing her.
Cameron got out of her chair and walked over to him. "It's just you've been a little out of it lately. Like last night, we went out and you hardly open your mouth. It was like you didn't even want to be around me." Chase had turned around to see tears welling Cameron's eyes. Chase put his hand on the back of Cameron's neck and put his lips on her.
As the kiss ended Chase, who knew that he had been a jerk last night said. "That's for being a jerk last night. Sorry, I've had a lot on mind lately. Maybe I can take you out tonight?"
Cameron put her hand on Chase's face. "I think that's possible." Cameron said putting her lips to his.
The kiss was sweet, but was interrupted by House saying. "Oh, aren't the two love birds cute. Next time you two feel like making out get a room. It's more hygiene efficient." Chase face went a little red from embarrassment, while Cameron just avoided looking at anyone. "A twenty-seven year old woman came into the E.R. throwing up blood, abdominal pain, and oh yeah she's pregnant." House said.
Chase was dead quiet while Cameron and Foreman threw out ideas. Finally, after a few minuets Chase said. "Cancer." All three of them looked at Chase. "What? Stop looking at me like I'm out of my mind." As many know House the medical genius usually figured the cases out, but Chase's theory made sense, a bit too much.
Finally after what seemed hours, House spoke. "Okay, Foreman order a full body scan. Cameron, see if you can find Wilson. Chase you stay here." Cameron and Foreman left. Chase stood there he knew a pep talk was coming. Like the time his father had shown up. "So, you seem to be a little out of it this week. Your diagnosis is probably right on the spot. You seem to recognize those symptoms. What's up?"
Chase felt a little queasy. He wasn't sure if House was really concerned or just going to be his normal self. Something in House's manner seemed genuinely concerned.
"Someone I cared very much about had those symptoms and died."
House looked at Chase and said. "How's your dad doing?"
Chase inhaled sharply, he was planning on talking to House about this later. "He passed away yesterday, the funeral is in two days. I was going to talk to you about his later…"
"Chase you should go home. Come back in a week." Chase looked at House a bit surprised, but was grateful.
When Cameron came back with Wilson House said. "Cameron, go find Chase and take the rest of the day off." Wilson and Cameron looked at House rather surprised.
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Cameron a bit confused, went to the lab and found Foreman. "House just gave me the rest of the day off. Does that seem weird to you?"
Foreman looked at her. "You get to have three extra hours off. That's strange."
"Have you seen Chase?"
"No. Did he seem a little weird today"? Cameron knew something was wrong with Chase, but she didn't know what it was.
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Fifteen minuets later Cameron was knocking on Chase's door. From inside the apartment came Chase's voice saying something. Chase in a tee shirt and slacks opened the door to see Cameron. Without hesitating Chase said. "Hi. Why are you here? Sorry, but shouldn't you be at work."
"House gave me the rest of the day off. Are you okay?" Chase gestured for Cameron to come in. In truth she was the only person to ask how he was feeling. When Cameron stepped into the apartment she noticed things were out of order. On the couch lied a suitcase halfway packed. A suit lay beside it along with a passport. She looked at Chase with a concerned look on her face. "What's up?"
"My dad passed away yesterday. I'm going to the funeral."
Cameron put her arms around Chase . "Robert, I am so sorry. No matter you were out of it. When are you leaving?" Chase rested his head on her shoulder, let out a breath and muttered something. "Rob, I didn't hear you."
Chase held Cameron at a small distance and hanged his head, avoiding eye contact. "I've been lying to you, everyone."
Cameron looked at Chase. "What are you talking about Chase? You're going to a funeral. What are you lying about?" Chase went over to a desk picked up a ticket and handed it to Cameron. "Your going to London for a day. Okay? You're going to need to help me? "
Chase looked Cameron right in the eyes and took a deep breath. "I'm going to London, to pick up my daughter for the funeral."
