Baby Please Don't Go

Cameron x Chase, season 6, after episode 8

I wrote this after I saw episode 8, because I was so sad that Cameron left Chase and I wanted to have them back together :(

Please try to understand my crappy english xD

Chapter 1:

Foreman was in a good mood when he arrived to work that morning. She was glad that Thirteen had come back to the team and they had been able to talk things through. Now they were happily together again. Of course see was a bit sad that Cameron had left, but he thought that things would be alright.

But when he walked into their working room, he saw a blonde sleeping on the floor surrounded with empty beer cans.

"Chase..?" He asked suspiciously. The man lifted his head from the floor and Foreman could see his reddish eyes and unshaved chin.

"There is plenty more fish in the sea, you know," Foreman sighed when they sat around the table. "Cameron wouldn't like what you're doing now." Chase gave him a glare, a mixture of anger, sadness, guilt and desperation. "Then it's alright, because I'm never going to see her again," he mumbled.

Foreman looked at him with concern. Chase had been like this ever since Cameron left almost a month ago.

"You should go home now and get a grip of yourself. Come back when you're feeling better."

"I can't go home," Chase said, burying his head in his hands. "She took all her stuff with her, but I can't the empty side of our bed and the smell of her perfume lingering everywhere."

Foreman sighed again. It was going to take longer than he had imagined for Chase to get over Cameron.

"Right, try to tidy yourself up a bit and take those empty cans to the litter bin."

Slowly, Chase collected all the cans and shamble towards the bin in the hallway.

"How is the bachelor doing?" a smirking House commented to him, but he just walked past without saying a word.

How could they even begin to understand how he felt?

There was not going to be any light at the end of the tunnel.

Unless she'd come back. Which was of course impossible. He didn't even know where Cameron had moved and he was too afraid to call her. And like she'd answer anyway.

She had just said that she was going to send the divorce papers to him in two months and walked out of the door.

After Chase screw up a simple blood test, forgot the patient into the MRI room and did several misdiagnoses while on clinic duty that day, Cuddy got tired of him and sent him home at three o'clock. Chase was actually quite grateful of that, even though he wouldn't have really wanted to go home either.

After spending some time staring walls in his and Cameron's former apartment, he decided to go buy some food. And maybe some booze to get him to sleep by night. He didn't really remember when he had last properly eaten.

Outside the sun shined and day was beautiful, which cheered him up a bit. Two women sitting in a café table giggled as he walked past and smiled at him.

'Maybe Foreman is right, and there really more fishes in the sea', he thought an smiled back. 'What do I need Cameron for? Surely I can find somebody better.'

But deep inside him he knew he wouldn't.

Then suddenly everything stopped. A woman walked out of a grocery store next to him. He saw it like slow motion as she turned her head towards him, with her blonde hair waving in the air.

"Allison…" He whispered through his lips.

And as if the woman had heard what he had said she turned to him and also her eyes seemed to froze and they stared at each other quietly.

"Hi…Robert…" The woman said in a slightly trembling voice. "Hi," Chase was able to utter. "Umm…how are you?"

Cameron eyes shifted to the pavement. She held her grocery bag in front of her, like hiding something. "I'm…fine… How are you?"

"Okay," Chase said blankly. God he would have wanted to tell her how badly he missed her and beg her to come back. He would do anything. ANYTHING.

Then all the hope was crushed and slammed against his face.

A very tidy, handsome looking man with dark hair came out of the store. "Oh there you are Allison, shall we go home now?"

Chase's eyes widened and he could not but stare at the man. "Is this a friend of yours?" The man asked looking at Chase. "Umm…yes." Cameron said hastily.

Chase took a step back. He could feel how all the sadness and guilt he had felt a moment ago suddenly turned into anger. "Are you alright?" the dark- haired man asked, raising one of his eyebrows.

"So this is what it what it was." Chase snarled. "Please, Robert, listen to me. This is John he's my friend and…" Cameron said, trying to calm him down.

"You're friend huh?!" Chase shouted. He could see few people looking at their direction, but he didn't care. She was a bitch. A FLITHY CHEATING BITCH.

He stood there for a moment but then turned away. "Goodbye!" he said and stormed off.

"Robert!" Cameron tried, but he didn't hear it anymore.

Smash. A flower vase that had once stood on the table broke on the floor. He'd break it all. He'd burn down the whole apartment if he wanted to. Blinded by rage, he ran to the bedroom.

There it stood. Their mutual bed. He took all the bed covers and sheet and threw them out of the window.

She has another man. She has another man. THAT BITCH HAS ANOTHER MAN.

Then he went to the kitchen and opened a bottle of liquor.