Find You, Find Me
AN: My many Huddy readers, there will be mentions of Huddy in this fic, but it focuses on Chase/13 and will not feature Huddy in any sort of way. This also won't follow Season Seven that much.
Summary: Post-7x01. Chase decides that he's going to get to the bottom of Thirteen's reason for lying to the team; even if it means going on a wild goose chase after her. Eventual Ch/13. Drama. AU.
Dedicated to rolypolychase for welcoming me upon the great ship Chirteen.
She's just … gone. - Foreman.
The three men in the room looked at each other, then to the while frosted cake on the table in front of them. None of them knew what to say next, and a second chair was pulled out as Taub sat across from his coworker.
"Just … gone?" Taub repeated, his gaze turned on Chase's shocked expression, but his words directed at Foreman. "As in, completely? Her apartment is empty?"
"I didn't go drive down there to find her," Foreman replied, his voice loosing the professional tone that he always kept. "Why waste the time when I could call her and find that she's disconnected the phone lines?" He shifted his weight in the chair and glanced over to where the plates and silverware were kept in the corner of the DDX room. "We might as well eat this cake, it'll do us no good to try and think up the possible reasons that she might have left us."
"Good idea," Taub stood to fetch the plates, ignoring the silent Chase who stared down at the cake, his mouth opening and closing wordlessly.
"The hell you two will," Chase growled quietly under his breath, his eyes focused on Foreman and Taub. "The two of you don't give a damn where Thirteen went, neither of you will care where she went, as long at you both know she's not throwing her life away." He looked between his coworkers, trying to fight back the annoyance at their shocked expressions. "Well, unlike you two, I actually give a damn about my coworkers, no matter what the situation."
"Chase, you're just overreacting." Foreman snapped, "This is who Thirteen is, she does stuff on her own, no matter how dangerous or stupid it could be."
"Fine," Chase's gaze relaxed, and he knew he couldn't blame either men for not doing anything. "Enjoy the cake; I'm going to find her, no matter how long it takes me." He pulled open the glass door and nearly sprinted from the room, leaving his coworkers to stare after him in surprise.
Chase was going to make it his mission to bring the unique Remy Hadley, or as everyone knew her, Thirteen, back to Princeton-Plainsboro Teaching Hospital.
Whatever it took.
AN: It's a short prologue ... yeah.