So here goes Chapter 2, this was so much fun to write, I just love stuff like this and I'm glad you enjoy the House/Once Upon a Time Crossover idea! Thank you for all those who reviewed, please do keep it up, you make my day and make me want to write faster! For those of you who watch House: I know Thirteen and Chase aren't very close, but I kind of like their chemistry, so she will probably make an appearance every once in a while and find her way to Storybrooke at some point.

I hope the whole name thing with Allison/Emma/Cameron is not too confusing, I apologize if it doesn't make sense and please tell me if you find it annoying!

Disclaimer: I don't own House MD or Once Upon a Time!

Chapter 2

Cameron had been right all along. It took him a while to realize it but now it was all clear. The job with House had changed him, and certainly not for the better. It took him a while to realize that but House really was a bad influence on him. But it was too late now. He had lost her and would probably never see her again. And even if he did, they would never get back what they once had. It pained him to think like that, but he knew he had to be realistic. He had tried to contact her, tried to find her to apologize and tell her he wanted to work things ouz, but it was like she had dropped off the face of the earth. To him it was clear that she didn't want to be found. That didn't keep him from trying, but it has been over a year, he knew he couldn't put his life on hold forever, so he did the only thing he could think of: start over.

It was what they had intended to do together, start over, but it was for his stupidity that they never got the chance to. Because he changed his mind. He decided to keep his job and stay with House. Now he had to take the consequences.

Now he had to do it on his own, but he really did want to do it. Because Cameron was right, House had changed him and he wanted to go back to the person he once where when they first met, despite the fact that he could not have her anymore.

So he handed in his resignation and started looking for a new job in a new town. That is what brought him to Storybrooke. He felt immediately drawn to the place, even though he had no idea why, but when he heard there was an open spot in the ER of the Storybrooke Hospital he jumped at the chance and applied. Fast forward a week and a half, he had the position in the ER under his belt and had rented a small apartment right in the town center of Storybrooke, only three walking minutes away from Granny's diner, where he started getting his coffee every morning.

Working in the ER reminded him of Allison, as she had been working the exact same position at PPTH for over two years when they were dating, after she had resigned from House's team. It should be a painful reminder, but it felt strangely good, like a tribute to the love of his life.

He hadn't told House or Foreman where he was going, he knew what they would say. That working in the ER was below him, that he was only doing this to feel close to Cameron instead of moving on as he should be, seeing as he was a skilled surgeon. The only person he had voluntarily told where he was headed was Remy "Thirteen" Hadley, who had strangely become a close friend of his. Cuddy knew too, of course, but mainly because she was the one who had to write him a letter of recommendation to enable him to apply for this new job. She had been a good friend of Cameron and Chase, but he had started distancing himself from her after the divorce. She had been glad to hear he was turning his life around, though.

He would have never thought Remy could be that understanding, but it turned out she had been the only person he felt like he could talk to about his failed marriage, without any judgement, seeing as they both had a lot of baggage from their pasts.

He had just finished talking to Remy on the phone, filling her in on his first days of work and his new small town life when he headed into the diner to get his usual coffee.

He was still a bit insecure and shortly stopped in the doorway every day to look around the diner before heading for the counter to get his coffee. The diner was never very crowded. Today he saw a boy of about ten to eleven years and a blonde woman with a ponytail in a red leather jacket, who had her back turned at him.

Her hair reminded him of Cameron, but he knew she would never wear a leather jacket like the woman at the table was, not to mention the tight black jeans and knee high boots. He had to suppress a smirk, thinking of just how much he would have liked to see Allison in clothes like that.

He stepped to the counter and greeted Granny with a polite smile.

"The usual?" she asked.

"Yes, please." He replied, smiling as she already remembered his order after his third time getting coffee here.

She smiled as she handed him his cup and he paid and headed out of the diner, not without shooting a last glance at the blonde's back, who was just saying something to the boy. He was a bit earlier than usual, so he figured he could take his time walking to the hospital.

He was just walking past the window of Granny's when he could catch a sight at the blonde's face through the window. He stopped still, in utter shock. She was talking and smiling at the boy, not noticing him staring at her through the window.

Like another power took control over his body, he turned around and headed back into the diner, straight to the table where the blonde was sitting with the dark haired boy.

There was absolutely no doubt about it: this woman was Allison, unless she had an identical twin sister she failed to tell him about. Judging by the shocked look she was giving him when he stepped into her sight and looked her in the eyes, she did not have a twin sister, it was definitely her.

"Allison." He whispered, not believing what was right be his eyes. There was a short silence, until she caught her breath and whispered back "Robert."

They boy looked completely confused. When no one spoke and they just continued to stare at each other, Henry broke the silence.

"Mom, who is this? I thought you didn't know him."

"Mom?" Chase repeated, as if he was trying to comprehend the word.

"Urm…Henry, this is Robert Chase, an old…friend." Emma stuttered, struggling to find the right words.

"And Robert, this is Henry…my…son." She tried her best to keep her voice steady, figuring there was no use in not introducing Henry as her son, considering he had just called her 'mom' anyway.

She wanted to say something else but she didn't know what, so she just kept staring at him, not able to take her eyes of this once so familiar man.

After a moment Henry said "Hi Robert, why don't you sit down and finish your coffee with us. You are new in Storybrooke, arent's you?"

Robert sat down and replied "Yes, I'm new here. I work at the hospital in the Emergency Room." Throwing a hint at Allison, looking directly at her. When she couldn't take his intense glare anymore, she took her half full cup of hot chocolate in both hands and stared down the cup. Chase however did not miss the slight smile that showed up on her face when he mentioned his new job.

"So, how do you know my mom?" Henry asked bluntly. He was definitely not one to beat around the bush for very long.

"Like your… mom said, we are old friends." Chase said carefully after thinking for a moment. Emma didn't have to shoot him a look for him to know that he couldn't just throw the truth at Henry. They did have to talk first. "From New Jersey." He added.

"I didn't know you lived in New Jersey, mom." Henry stated.

Emma looked up slightly. "Yeah, I lived there for a couple of years actually. Before I moved to Boston." She explained. She looked at the watch on her wrist, relieved by the time it showed.

"You should go, Henry. Your bus leaves in 5 minutes." Henry looked disappointed, clearly curious for more. He got up and started gathering his things, putting on his jacket and backpack. Emma got up as well, pulling Henry into an embrace.

"Have a good day at school, kid." She said.

"Thanks, mom." Henry said and headed out of the door. Emma sat back down, well aware of the intense stare from Chase he was still shooting her.

"Thanks for not telling him." She said.

"You do have a bit of explaining to do, Allison" He stated and guilt flashed on her face.

"I know." She replied. "But not here and not now. It's a long story and you probably have to get to work soon." She saw the disappointed look on his face.

"You can meet me tonight at the shipyard. We can talk there in private. Let's say at eight?" She added.

"Can you leave Henry alone at that time?" Chase asked a bit confused, raising an eyebrow.

"I can get someone to take care of him." Emma answered simply.

"Alright. Just tell me, is he really your son? Biologically, I mean? I don't think I'll be able to concentrate on work today if you don't tell me." Chase rambled.

"Yes, he is." Emma confirmed, spotting disappointment on his face. It was understandable, though. He thought he knew her and now it turned out she kept the fact that she had a son from him.

"But it is a bit more complicated than that, Robert. I was very young and in a bad place at that time. I will explain everything tonight, I promise." She really didn't want him to hate her. If he lived in this town, she wanted them to be friends, even though she knew it wouldn't be a good idea to start anything more than a friendship, considering how their marriage had turned out. Then again, when he found out everything she kept from him, he would probably never be able to trust her again, so she probably wouldn't have to worry, anyway.

"Please just promise you'll hear me out." She pleaded. "I just hope you won't think I'm crazy when I tell you the full story. It is all very unbelievable but I won't lie to you, I promise. I only just found out most of this stuff after I left Princeton anyway."

"I promise, I won't judge, I just want to understand." Chase promised. It was an understatement to say he was excited and nervous to hear her story, but he would have to wait until later that day, if he wanted to or not. He knew he wouldn't tell her more now and she was right, he did have to get to work.

"Thank you." She smiled. "I go by Emma here, by the way." She blurted out.

"Excuse me" THAT was even more confusing for him. Why would she be going by another name? Did "he even know this woman anymore?

"Well, I just thought you should know. Allison is the name I took after I had Henry." She explained. She saw the curious look on his face and knew he was about to ask but she cut him off. "Again, I will explain tonight."

"Alright. Just tell me one more thing. What are you doing for a living here? I'm pretty sure we would have run into each other at the hospital if you were working there." Chase asked curiously.

"You're right, I'm not a doctor anymore. I'm actually the sheriff." She confused, looking down a bit embarrassed.

He couldn't help but to start laughing. To everyone else in town it didn't seem that strange for Emma to be the sheriff but Chase knew the other her and he definitely couldn't picture her as Sheriff. Then again, her clothes were a lot more badass than he would ever be able to imagine Allison Cameron wearing.

"You're the Sherriff?"

"Well, yeah…" she didn't know what else to say.

Chase took a look at his watch.

"Well, Sheriff, looks like I do have to go to work now." He got up from his chair. She got up a bit reluctantly, too, not sure how to say goodbye to him. "I have to go to work, too" she said.

They walked out of the door together, parting ways when they reached the main street. They stood in front of each other awkwardly for a moment, before Chase decided to pull her into a hug.

He took her by surprise, but she had to admit it felt good to be back in his arms.

Their embrace lasted a bit longer than necessary, but if it was up to them, it would last forever, not that either one of them would have admitted it at this point. There was definitely still chemistry between them, but they definitely had to clear the air between them before anything could happen again. If anything SHOULD happen again.

"See you tonight?" he half stated, half asked.

"Yep." She simply confirmed and they both headed off, in opposite directions, both lost in thought. It was safe to say it was going to be a long day for both of them. Emma was nervous to tell the whole truth to Chase and Chase was anxious to hear what else she had to tell him. He knew he should be angry at her for keeping the fact she had a child from him, but somehow he sensed there was something more to the story, that would make him understand her motives.

Next chapter will be the talk, obviously, so be exited. I am for sure!