A/N: Eric-Allie-Rob, all kinds of docs, everywhere I look I see HOUSE…
Disclaimer: Once upon a time there was a beautiful girl named Hadley. And she didn't own House. The End.
"Charging 200. Clear!"
"Charging 230. Clear!"
"Charging 280! Clear!"
And Anita McAndrew lived. It was that simple. Three tries and she was alive to tell the tale. But surgeon Robert Chase wasn't so sure he wanted to live himself. Sure, he loved his life. He didn't want to go kill himself. But he also didn't want to live through all of this.
Amber was dead. Cutthroat was gone forever, and in her lingering shadow Wilson was weeping. Through the grapevine, Chase had heard the news—Wilson wasn't House's friend. Wilson was moving away. Wilson didn't care.
Of course, the young intensivist didn't consider himself to be particularly close to James Wilson. But he was close enough to feel hurt, even betrayed, when news of Wilson's plans had reached him. Couldn't he stay? Couldn't he be friends with House?
Everyone knew why Amber had died, and likewise, everyone knew it wasn't House's fault she died. So why in hell did Wilson have to set him apart? For god's sake the man knew what betrayal did to anyone, he had been divorced three times, let alone to House.
This wasn't fair, Chase thought, as he washed his hands and slapped on a fresh pair of gloves. It was fair at all. It was just like his father to do something like this. Everything was just fine, being handled, and Rowan had to go ruin everything. It was his fault his mother had died, not Chase's. Right?
Rowan has always told him what he thought of his only son. "You're filth. You're nothing. You can't even take care of her."
I'm a nightmare, a disaster
That's what they always said
I'm a lost cause, not a hero
But I'll make it on my own
Right, he was the one to talk. Just getting up and leaving his fourteen-year-old son to care for his alcoholic mother. Chase couldn't do very much for her. He loved her; he tried to help. But he wasn't very good, and he knew she was dying.
So it was all Rowan's fault.
I've gotta prove them wrong
Me against the world
It's me against the world
Just like it would be Wilson's fault if something happened to House. Because, right now, the poor man depended on Wilson, needed his best friend, needed forgiveness. And if Wilson was ready to ditch that, he better be ready to clean up House's shell.