AN: A Cameron/Chase fic. Tell me what you think. And as for a disclaimer, I clearly do not own House, sadly enough.

Disaster

Chapter One- Tornado to the Heart

Cameron practically danced in front of the mirror as she fixed her hair and put her makeup on. She was so excited about her date with Chase tonight. He was making dinner at his apartment. They had been dating seriously for only two weeks now, but if had felt like so much longer. Because for once Cameron was truly happy. She didn't have the desire to fix anyone. Chase didn't need fixing. He was absolutely perfect. The way his gorgeous blond hair fell lackadaisically into his piercing blue eyes gave her butterflies, and that beautiful smile of his that he rarely showed to anyone but her, gave her goosebumps at its sight. She was finally realizing that she needed him. The thought scared her a bit, because she never needed anyone. She always felt like other's needed her. She hurried to put on a classic black dress that Chase's eyes would surely appreciate, then she drove to his apartment.

Chase opened the door, and welcomed Cameron with a, "Good evening, Love," and a kiss on the cheek.

As strong a woman as Cameron was, these days she often found herself not knowing what to say, it was because of Chase's brilliant voice, she could never focus anymore. She settled was an awkward, "Hi."

He took her sweater while he was introducing the evening's courses. "I made spaghetti, with breadsti..." He stopped mid sentence as he took in Cameron's dress while his eyes widened. The simple black dress was cut in just the right places, highlighting her best assets while still not revealing too much. While Chase was in his momentary shock, she knew it had been a wise choice.

Now Cameron had gained her confidence back, and she smiled at his still stunned face. "I'm starving. Let's eat."

Dinner was simple. They discussed work and intolerable patients. She helped Chase clear the table, but she noticed that the atmosphere had changed from lighthearted and giddy, to one of a serious sort. Her mind raged on about what had changed within the last fifteen minutes. He couldn't think I'm a horrible person for yelling at the 16 year old who was 6 months pregnant, and claimed she was still a virgin. Anyone would be frustrated in that situation. But what did I say or do that changed everything?

Chase clearing his throat as they both sat back down at the cleared table snapped her out of her thoughts. "Cameron, we need to talk."

Never good words to hear, Cameron thought to herself, but she just nodded in silence.

Chase looked at his hands as he spoke, as he if were ashamed about what he was going to say. "Look, I just don't think we can keep doing this."

It was like a bolt of lightening through Cameron's heart. She was never expecting those words. Not from Chase. Her Chase. "What? What do you mean? I thought we had a good thing going. It was finally working."

Chase put on an air of assertiveness in his voice, and finally his eyes met hers. "No. It's clearly not working. It's affecting our work. Everyone in the hospital knows about us, and they whisper about us. It's not right."

Cameron could feel the tears welling up inside. Cameron felt like a tornado had struck her heart. She never saw it coming, and the damage felt irreversible. As much as she tried to fight her tears, they were too rebellious and fell onto her confused and angry face. "This isn't like you Chase. This isn't you."

Chase tried to look at her, but once he saw the tears he couldn't bare to look at her. "You don't understand! I never meant to hurt you. I didn't mean for it to end this way."

And just like a tornado, Chase left a trail of disaster in his wake. Cameron could feel her confidence thawing, and now only anger and frustration existed in her voice. As she got up to find her sweater and keys, she snapped back at Chase, "Have a good evening Dr. Chase. I'll see you tomorrow at work."

Chase got up as she was starting for the door. "Cameron, don't be like that..."

But she cut him off with a glare that would kill any other man had she not still had feeling for him. "Be like what?"

"So cold." Chase looked down as he shook his head in remorse like he had regretted the whole evening.

"I'm acting like two uninvolved coworkers should act. I'm sorry if that offends or hurts you." She opened the door and turned back to stare at him with tears in her eyes. "Goodbye Dr. Chase."

Chase stared at Cameron as she walked away, not sure if he should go after her or let it be. No he told himself, it has to be this way. His cell phone ringing interrupted his thoughts. House, he whispered to no one but an empty apartment, just perfect.

He hastily flipped it opened. "What do you want?"

House snickered on the other line. "I guess you broke up with her then. Smart boy. I'd really hate to have fired you or her because you're both too emotionally attached to work efficiently together."

"Look, I did what you wanted. You can stop acting like a bastard and get off of my case."

Before Chase hung up the phone House smugly said, "One heartbroken angry woman, and a love sick puppy. Things just got interesting again..."

As Chase hung up the phone, he could feel an ice thickening around his heart. He had she just broken up with the woman he loved so that neither of them would lose their jobs. He knew Cameron loved her job, and he didn't want to take the chance of her losing it because of him. But he loved his job too. Was it so selfish to want to have Cameron and a job he loved? House was right, I am a love sick puppy. No, more like a love sick lapdog who only follows House's orders, he thought to himself. Now, he was going to have to work beside Cameron tomorrow and pretend he never cared about her. It was unfair, he told himself, but Chase knew one thing for sure. Tomorrow was going to be the worst day of his life.