Title: Cinderella and the Beast

Rating: T

Summary: Set before the series, tired to stick as close to what we know as possible but had to add in a few things… ChaseCinderella and House is the Beast! Teeheehee

Disclaimer: Not mine – tis sad!

Chapter 3

"House all your test came back negative. Have you done anything to stress it?" Dr. Cuddy asked him.

"We've been through this," House said through tightly gritted teeth. Another shot of pain ripped through his body as he rocked back and forth holding his leg and screaming. "Can you please give me something for this pain?"

Cuddy watched the display in front of her and pulled out a morphine syringe, "I'm going to giv—…"

House saw the syringe and slammed it into his leg. Soon the pain subsided, but only for a few moments while he laid there. Cuddy stared at him, 'Had he just used me to get a drug fix?'

Slowly House stood up and went to his office.

"House we have a patient." Dr. Timothy Jill, a neurologist in House's fellowship.

"Not today, Betty." House took advantage of his duckling's girly last name and would call Jill by any girl name he could think of.

"Are you okay?" Dr. Brian Mott, another member of House's team, an Intensivist, asked.

"No," Even with the morphine House was in exceeding pain.

"What's wrong?" Mott questioned.

"You have a patient worry about that ones problems, and leave mine alone." House laid his head down on the desk in a loud bang.

"I actually needed to talk to you." Mott looked down at the floor never meeting up with House's gaze. "I was offered a new job, I start next month."

"Good then today you can get back to work." House lowered his head back to the desk in another loud bang.

"Don't you care?" Mott was clearly hurt he'd worked under House for the five years.

"Not today, now get out!" The pain was clearly getting to House.

"Tormenting the twins?" Wilson asked walking into House's office.

"What do you want?" House rolled his head to the side to see his best friend standing in front of him.

"Did you lie to Cuddy to get a drug fix?" Wilson questioned in complete honesty.

"No, is that was she thinks?"

"Yeah," Wilson wasn't sure about all the details yet. "What's wrong?"

"I'm in so much pain I think I'm going to pass out. I should probably go home.

Wilson just looked at his best friend, it was clear something was off, but he was not sure what it was. It was probably the drugs.

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The newly doctored Robert Chase stormed away from the Hall where the graduation had taken place, 'How dare he show up like he is the world's best father.' Chase walked so fast you'd think he was running.

He got back to his small apartment and crashed flat into his bed. His father had ruined what was likely to have been the only good day of his life.

Dr. Rowan Chase was embarrassed by his son's outburst. 'Who does he think he is? In Public?'

"Good Day, Dr. Chase," a young kid about Robert's age greeted him. The boy had been one of Robert's friends since they were young.

"Joseph, come here," Rowan ordered in a calm concerned voice.

"Yes, sir," Joseph moved closer to him.

"Will you keep an eye on my son? We have not had a good relationship since his mother died and I just want to make sure he gets a decent job."

"Sure," Joseph knew all about the problems in their relationship, but what could it hurt to just keep the man updated.