Hello my lovely readers! Many thanks for reveiwing if you did so and reading this.
Another great question was asked.
How old are House/Cameron/Foreman?
House - 38 ish? Cameron - 32-ish? Foreman - 32-ish?
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I don't like to put an age on them because then you can picture them as old/young as you want.
Anyway, same warnings.
Slash (maleXmale), Religious Views, Rape and Language.
Enjoy!
"Father Holy?" Cameron questioned, frowning slightly as she sank slowly into one of the many chairs surrounding the glass table. "You mean Father Preston? Chase's advisor?" She leaned her chin on her hand, staring at House as he limped over to the coffee station, pouring himself a fresh cup.
"Yeah, that one." He agreed, leaning against the counter, watching for their reactions. With a small laugh, Foreman said, "He's been with the patient for years... How could he possibly cause a seizure when he's been around him for years?"
"Exactly," House suddenly interrupted, pointing his cane to Foreman. "He's been around him for years. You know what they say about Catholic priests..." He trailed off, raising his eyebrows suggestively.
It took a few moments before the two understood. With wide eyes, Cameron gasped, "No! No way... You think?" Looking from House to Foreman, the look in her eyes was full of disbelief. With a deep sigh, Foreman folded his arms across his chest and shrugged. "It makes sense."
Taking a long sip of coffee, House set his cup down loudly, drawing their attention back to him. "Alright! Now, who wants to go grill the poor Jesus lover?"
Giving him blank looks, neither of them said anything or dared move an inch. Questioning them with a look of 'Well?' he waited, glaring at them silently. One of them had to crack sooner or later. "I can't do it." Cameron finally cried, shooting House a look that said she was sorry before she stood and half walked, half ran out of the room.
Shifting his eyes to Foreman, House smiled his signature victorious smile. "Have fun!"
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With a small, I'm-not-here-to-be-friends-I-just-want-to-ask-a-few-questions smile, Foreman stepped into Chase's room, closing the door behind him. Glancing over to his bedside, he suppressed a sigh. Of course the priest would be here.
"Excuse me," he said to Chase, flashing him yet another smile. Trying to pry sensitive information from patients was never one of Foreman's strong points. "I just have a few questions if you're feeling up to it."
Nodding, Chase sat up slowly, propping himself up on the pillows behind him.
"Ask whatever you like," he replied, his voice a little tired. His blue eyes stayed fixed on the floor as his lanky fingers drifted up to the beads around his neck, fingering the small cross lightly. "Alright," Foreman sat, leaning forward slightly. "Is he asleep?" He questioned, referring to the other man sitting across the room.
"I think so, why?"
"It's just... you may want to have some privacy for these questions. We don't want your answers to be influenced by someone your close to."
With a small exhale of breath, Chase looked up at Foreman for the first time since they started talking. "It'll be fine. Ask away."
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House was sitting lazily at his desk, spinning his cane skilfully with his fingers as he stared at the ceiling. "House," Foreman's voice caused him to look over with a blank expression. "There was a problem. First I asked him how his relationship with Mr. Preston was. Of course, he said it was fine. He was his spiritual advisor and nothing more. When I asked if he was sure, the stupid son of a bitch..." He trailed off, heaving a deep breath. "He woke up and demanded that I leave him alone."
House continued to stare at Foreman, his expression fading into a thoughtful one as he reached for his bottle of Vicoden and popped the cap. "Defensiveness?" He murmured around the pill before taking a swig of water. "Very interesting."
Without another word, he rose and started to make his way to the door, pausing to pat Foreman on the shoulder. "Good job."
When he reached Chase's room, he peeked through the flaps of curtain before entering, just to make sure the old man wasn't there. As he entered, Chase looked up at him with a startled expression. "I'm not answering anymore questions!" He suddenly said, looking away from House.
Leaning on his cane, he studied the boy for a few moments, quickly popping another pill – just for the hell of it. "What doesn't your almighty advisor not want us to know?" he asked, his brilliant knack for bluntness shining through.
"There's nothing..." Chase replied, his voice soft.
With a frustrated sigh, House limped to the other side of his bed. "Stop lying. It's not helping you and it's getting on my nerves. Tell me, what's going on with Mr. Priest? He say some mean things to you? Spill some Holy Water on your Bible? Threaten to damn you to Hell if you tell someone that he likes to touch little boys?"
Chase stayed silent, his eyes still fixed on the wall behind House. "No." He replied, his voice wavering slightly.
Scowling, House said angrily, "Look at me."
Chase's eyes faltered for a moment before his deep blue eyes rose to meet House's. "Now tell me that it's nothing."
With a soft, shaky exhale of breath, Chace's tongue darted out to run across his lips in a nervous reaction. "It's... nothing."
In a sudden burst of rage, House made a disgusted sound and smashed his cane onto the table near him. Chase jumped, his eyes wide as he stared at House, looking like a deer in head lights. "Oh, come on already!" House cried, limping one step closer to the bed so that his legs were up against the edge. "Stop lying, for Christ sake!"
With one hand he leaned on the bed's railing, staring down at Chase with tired eyes. "Just tell me the truth. One simple thing to do. What did he do to you for so long... that it made you sick."
Under House's eyes, Chase wanted to look away, to escape their scrutiny but he couldn't. He stayed rooted to the spot, listening to him ask the same question over again. One he couldn't answer. His eyes fluttered shut as he whispered, "If I tell you... he'll kill me."
Oh my!
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That can't be good, now can it.
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