Chapter 1
Several hours later, walking another of his patients out of the exam room, Chase asked the nurse on duty, who was his next victim for the evening. The nurse lifted an eyebrow at that, silently handed him the next medical file and went back to work.
Chase biting his lip from being ignored at his attempt of just being friendly and attempting a joke, looked down at the medical file down in his hands and raised his eyebrow at the name.
Looking at the name again and trying his best to pronounce it before saying it out loud, Chase gave up and called out, "Mrs. Pet-in-grow."
Watching an old woman being lead by a young woman, the young woman said, "It is Petulengro."
"Oh, um, sorry. Mrs. Vadoma Petulengro?" asked Chase looking from one woman to the other.
"That is my great grandmother. She is here." said the young woman gesturing to the older woman at her arm.
"Right, well, right this way." said Chase as he started for the exam room that he just came out of.
As the young woman lead the old woman to follow Chase, the old woman stopped and said to the young woman in a language that seemed to be a mix of Arabic and another one less identifiable, "He will be the one."
The young woman immediately turning towards the old woman asked in the same language, "What? But grandmother, He's an American…"
"It does not matter he carries the slightest hint of blood of our people whether he knows it or not. He will be the one to hold on to our secrets until you are really free from your father's grasp." said the old woman.
The young woman did not get a chance to object any further since Chase, noticing his patient and the young woman were not following him into the room.
"Um, excuse me, if there is a problem that you have that you need to discuss privately, I could leave the room first. Or if you want I could get another doctor if your great grandmother isn't comfortable with a male doctor." said Chase.
"No that is not necessary. My great grandmother was just reminding me that we needed to be somewhere after this and she didn't want me to forget." said the young woman as they walked into the room.
"oh." said Chase closing the door behind him. "So shall we continue with the exam?"
"Yes." said the young woman while helping her great grandmother onto the exam table, with Chase setting a step stool to make things easier for her to get up on the exam table.
As Chase examined the old woman's neck, since in her medical file she had been complaining of a sore throat, Chase asked, "Um, I don't mean to be rude, but I overheard you talking to your great grandmother in a interesting language there. Arabic?"
"Sort of, it's actually an old language that is passed down to the women in our family and the very few men and those who learn it tend to be the leaders of our clan." explained the young woman.
" Clan? Really? That's strange because it sounded vaguely familiar to me." said Chase with a frown of confusion.
Turning to her great grandmother with a slightly shocked look, the young woman saw the old woman with a knowing smile on her face.
"It very old tongue. Not many know." said the old woman to Chase.
"Oh so you speak English?" asked Chase in surprise thinking he would have to ask the young woman to interpret everything between them.
"So-so. I listen well." said the old woman as she shook her hand sideways.
"Well, that's great because I was just about to ask your great granddaughter to interpret between the two of us, in case you didn't understand me." said Chase.
"No, I understand." said the old woman.
"Well, I just wanted to let you know that your lymph nodes seemed to be slightly swollen and I'm going to recommend you take this prescription." said Chase while he was writing down a prescription for the old woman. "If you don't see any difference in two weeks and your throat still feels sore, then I would recommend you come back here to run some tests just so we can make sure it's not something else."
As Chase was handing the prescription to the young woman, the old woman grabbed his arm suddenly that it surprised Chase. Turning towards her he said, "You move really fast for a woman of your age."
"You have gift." said the old woman, not letting go of Chase's arm when he tried to gently remove her hand.
"Um…well I am a doctor but any doctor would probably have prescribed you the same medicine that I did." said Chase as he was finally able to extract his arm from the older woman's grip.
"Little one, I give you gift. My great granddaughter can not have gift yet." said the old woman after her great granddaughter helped her down from the exam table.
"Um…ok…" said Chase confused with what the older woman was saying. Looking towards the younger woman for help in translating what her great grandmother meant but she only shrugged.
"Let's go, great grandmamma, I think you're starting to scare the poor doctor and we have to go home or papa will be mad." said the young woman as she was leading the old woman out the door.
"You know you should get that prescription today because it wouldn't benefit your great grandmother to wait another day because it could turn for the worse, her cough I mean." said Chase walking behind the two women.
"Oh yes, right. I almost forgot, but I will get that done today then. Thank you so much, Dr…" said the young woman waiting to hear Chase say his name.
"Dr. Chase, Dr. Robert Chase and it's no problem and I hope your great grandmother gets better. Mrs.…" said Chase as he shook the young woman's hand also waiting for her to say her name.
"Violca, Violca Romano." said the young woman as she continued to shake Chase's hand.
Chase pulling his hand away from the handshake since the young woman didn't seem to want to let go, said, "Um, it was nice meeting you."
As the young woman and old woman were heading towards the doors of the clinic, House was making his way in. Frowning at his boss approaching him, Chase greeted him by saying, "House."
"Ok, wombat, get your bubbly butt moving upstairs. Foreman found some interesting stuff at our patients house and we need to narrow it down some more to what it is." said House.
"But…" tried to say Chase looking at the clock on the wall and seeing that it was almost time for them to go home for the evening.
Unbeknownst to the two men, the old woman watched the two interact and spoke to Violca in their language and said, "Yes, he will be the one and he will be given the greatest gift in exchange for keeping my power hidden within him."
"Great grandmamma, aren't you afraid my father will find him?" asked Violca nervously, as she watched Chase and House arguing over something from the lobby.
"No…your father thinks I'm a fool that doesn't realize that he's been after my power all this time. I know he killed your mother to gain some power among our clan but with no proof…I could not do anything but it must stop here and now. If he were to kill me and gain my power then I have no doubt in my mind he would go after yours once they became mature enough and I can't let that happen. So he'll never suspect that I have given them up to that little one, once I am gone from this world, he'll never be able to find them because I placed a curse on the little one as well." said the old woman.
"What?! Great grandmamma, you can't…" said Violca but was interrupted by the old woman.
"Your father will be able to see all those that I have met once he kills me but he will never be able to find that little one with the curse I put on him because I will not see him again after this. And he will not be able to do a thing to you because once we are outside, you will forget as well, so he cannot use you in anyway and I will at least know that I leave this existence with some hope that our people will not be enslaved or destroyed by your father." said the old woman while walking towards the entrance to the hospital.
Violca gulping nervously at what her great grandmother said, reluctantly followed her great grandmother out the doors of the hospital and as they were a block away, Violca forgot all about the handsome blonde haired, bluish/green eyed doctor and the prescription note in her purse and about her great grandmother's prediction about her death.