Chapter One
Foreman couldn't help but notice something was wrong with Chase while they ate lunch in the hospital courtyard. He was generally a nice guy, funny a lot of the time, if you could decipher his accent. But today… today he was definitely acting different. He was dead silent, his only movement was nodding his head a few times to show he was paying attention to what Foreman was saying.
"Ok, seriously man, what's wrong? I've never seen you this quiet." Foreman asked, sounding worried, maybe even a bit frustrated. Chase slightly smirked at his tone. Foreman was a good friend and reliable when he needed him, but he was secretly a hopeless seeker of attention. The fact that Chase wasn't showing complete interest in what he was saying was annoying the hell out of him. He wasn't selfish, just a bit needy after he and Thirteen broke up. Chase slightly tilted his face up, to let the sun's warmth embrace him fully. He had always loved the sun. It reminded him of Australia. Surfing in the wild, untamed ocean, random drives through the outback with his friends, playing footie at the local park, memories like that were always clearer when the sun was shining. He knew these sounded like cliché things to do in Australia, but it was true. Plus, it was fun to have your picture taken by random tourists just because you're playing footie.
"Nothing really… the weather just has me down a bit…" Chase replied.
"The weather? What do you mean? Its beautiful outside!" Foreman exclaimed.
"Yeah, for New Jersey…" He mumbled in reply.
"Oh… you really miss it there." It wasn't a question, but Chase replied anyway.
"Yeah… C'mon, House is gonna be looking for us pretty soon." He said as got down from the wall he'd been casually sitting on.
"Yeah…" Even though he'd gotten an answer, he couldn't help but shake the feeling that Chase was lying to him.