AN: Hey y'all. Yep, another new House story, featuring my favorite couple, Allison Cameron and Robert Chase. I know this is ridiculously short prologue but this is only the start, the chapters will be longer. All updates will be on Tuesdays. Favorite, follow, and review. Thanks for reading, booknerdjewel.

Disclaimer: I don't own anything, only the plot, and the characters I make up.


Prologue

The last time he saw her, he signed the divorce papers. The last time he saw her, they had sex. The last time he saw her, he lost a part of himself. The last time he saw her, she wasn't covered in bruises. The last time he saw her, she didn't have a busted lip and a black eye. The last time he saw her, she wasn't as skinny as she is now. The last time he saw her, she wasn't as pale as she is now. The last time he saw her, she didn't have two babies. The last time he saw her was over a year ago. Since the last time he saw her, a lot has changed. So much has changed.

Robert Chase had been arriving home, at his apartment, after a very long day at the hospital and after a very long day of dealing with a very annoying House. All he wanted to do was fall on his bed and fall asleep for a very long time. All he wanted to do was catch up on the sleep he had been missing, thanks to House, of course. When he turned the corner towards his apartment, the last thing he had been expecting to see was his ex-wife sitting on the ground outside of his apartment, surrounded by two carseats. He stopped dead in his tracks. What on earth was she doing there? Why was she here? He was about to open his mouth and say something when she looked up, directly at him. She probably felt his presence or most likely she heard the floorboards start creaking and then abruptly stopped. He felt all of the color drain from his face. There his ex-wife was sitting, two carseats in front of her, with two black eyes, a deep cut on her forehead, and a busted lip.

"I didn't know where else to go," She said, her voice cracking. "I didn't have anywhere else to go."