Last Christmas- The Past, Awoken
chapter 3
"............................yay! chap three!"
House was staring at Chase, noting the visible tears,pain, and emotion in his eyes. The emotions brought House sorrow, but he would never admit that out loud, like Cameron would and did every day. House wished that Chase didn't have to feel the pain of the delusion, and wish it would stop.
A few seconds later, the emotions were gone. House looked up at the nurses, then back at Chase.
"Ready?" he asked them.
The nurses shook their heads, as some vocally said yes.
And then it happened............................
Chase's body shook violently, startling all the nurses.
"Hurry!" House shouted, worriedly.
The nurses had never heard him like that, but they quickly decided he was right. They had to save their young Dr. Chase.........................
A Few Hours Later
Chase didn't know where he was anymore. The only thing he could remember was a violent shaking, and then total darkness. But there was something else, too. He could've sworn he had saw his mother...............drunk, and abusive once more. He didn't know how that was possible, but he knew that she was what he saw.
Chase tried to open his eyes, but only moaned because of the pain from the blinding light.
"Chase?" an Australian voice asked quietly.
It sounded very familiar to him, but he couldn't place it at the moment.
And then, when she said his name again, he knew exactly who it was.
"I am so sorry for what happened, Isabelle. No matter what happened back then, I always loved you." he weakly whispered.
"Shh. Don't speak, Robert. Save your strength." Isabell paused.
"And I never blamed you." she mumbled.
"My father killed your sister just because he didn't want us to marry. How is that not my fault?" he whispered, trying to hide tears unsuccessfully.
"Because you're not your father, Rob." she stroked his hand, realizing for the first time just how much she missed him.
Australia hadn't been the same since Chase moved. Nothing had been. Isabelle's fashion business hadn't suffered, though. If anything, it got better. She needed something to distract her, and fashion was her outlet for that.
"You know, you're father's gone now. No one's stopping us." Isabelle prompted.
"I missed you so entirely much, Isabelle. And right now, the idea of a life with you sounds incredible." he whispered,
"Really?" she responded, trying not to cry.
"Really." he reached for her hand.
Suddenly, a phone started ringing.
'Great.' Isabelle thought.
"Sorry, Chase. I gotta take this."
"No prob." he answered with a mere shrug.
Chase couldn't make out what she was saying. He was very tired, very suddenly. Before he knew it, he was asleep.
Isabelle hung up the phone, and looked down to an unconscious Chase. She smiled, caressed his cheek, then left the room in a dizzy daze caused by the affects of love...................
Chase's Mind
"What the hell is wrong with you?! That girl IS NOT fit to marry a Chase!" Rowan yelled.
"Rowan, I love her! LOVE HER!" he shouted back.
"No you don't son. She's just using you to steal my money. That's all she wants." he spited back.
"Rowan- I haven't even TOLD her about our finances! For all she knows, we're poor!"
This was unbelievable. It was insanity! Why couldn't his father ACTUALLY believe he had fallen in love?
"You will call me father, Robert!" he ordered.
"Like hell I will! You're yelling at me because I'm engaged to the most wonderful girl ever that I'm in love with! What the hell is that about?!" he spat to his father, lingering on every word.
"You WILL NOT talk to me like that, ROBERT!" he shouted even louder.
"You have no control over what I do anymore." Chase said calmly.
His father continued shouting, but he ignored it as he walked out the door............................
Isabelle's Apartment
Chase knocked on his fiance's door, trying unsuccessfully not to sob.
When she answered the door, he couldn't take it anymore.
"CHASE!" she gasped.
He was on the floor, just crying inconsolably.
"What happened?!" she cried.
"J-just the-the wa-way he-e tal-lk ab-out yo-u...................wha-at he-he sa-id......................." and he started to cry louder.
"Who? Who said what, Chase?" she asked, knowing it had to be someone close to him that said these awful things about herself.
"Ro-ro-wan." he sobbed.
Isabelle stood silent. How could he say these things? She was his fiance! They were in love! He should be happy!
"I'm so sorry, Isabelle." he whispered.
"Chase, this isn't your fault! Don't apologise!" she exclaimed.
"Never, NEVER blame yourself for what your father did!" Isabelle nearly screamed.
"I am sooo sorry." he sobbed once again, but louder.
"Chase?! How could you DARE blame yourself?! They're just words!'' she yelled in a comforting tone, not meaning to hurt Chase.
"No, he-e di-d-nt ju-ust ta-alk." he corrected, now hyperventilating.
Isabelle was starting to worry. Not just about Chase, but what he was saying. SHe knew that rowan could be abusive, and worried that he had harmed Chase.
"Robert, what did he do to you?" she whispered, now crying herself.
Chase shook his head. "Not me................." his voice wa cracked and dry.
"Who? WHo did he hurst?" she asked anxiously.
"NO.................no-not hu-rt........................" he paused.
"Yes?" she supported.
"Mur-mur-der." he whispered.
"Chase, who did he murder?" she said, trembling at the thought of who it might be.
Chase started crying harder, which Isabelle didn't think was possible at the time.
"He killed her...............he killed Meg." he was crying so hard, it almost sounded like a scream.
Isabelle froze. 'HOW?! WHY?! How could he kill my only sister?! My youngest sister?!' she thought.
"I'm..................sa-so sor-ry!" he cried.
"Shh.................don't. Save your energy. We'll straighten this out. But now, you need to rest." she comforted.
Chase only shook his head; unable todo any other motions.
"It's okay...............everything will be fine.............................''
The Hospital
The nurses, House, Cuddy, and Wilson had witnessed Chase's latest flashback. This time of how his father murdered his fiance's sister.
"We can't let him live through this again." House stated.
"IF we could stop this, we would, House." Cuddy replied.
"We need to try harder!" House shouted.
House's booming voice made the nurses jump back. They had never seen House like this before. THey had never seen him care for a patient as much as he cared for Chase.
"House, they're doing the best they can." Wilson tried to assure.
"Then why isn't Chase cured?" he mumbled. House then left the room.
As he left, a seizure was once again brought upon Chase.
"I'll go after him." Wilson reassured Cuddy, who worriedly helped the nurses...............
Hallway
Wilson couldn't believe what he was seeing. House, his dear friend, hated hospital collegue, and bossy, rule-breaking, black-hearted boss of Cameron, Foreman, and Chase, was crying.
"House," WIlosn started. "we'll cure him We always do." he tried to comfort.
His attempts weren't working.
Wilosn let a long pause overrule his attempts as he tried to make another approach.
"I've never seen you cry before, you know." Wilson said.
And then realization struck him.
"You wouldn't cry for Cameron, and you didn't for Foreman when he caught that disease from the crazy cop.
"You constantly ridicule everyone on your team, but Chase the most. But I know that you like him- I can see it eveytime he screws up, or something happens. You give him that protective father look, but only when he's not looking."
Wilson paused, giving House time to comprehend this.
"What do you know about Chase?" he asked curiously.
He looked over to see House's reactions, and was purely shocked when he did.
House was glaring at Wilson, but with vulnerability. His eyes were filled with pain. Wilson could tell just by looking at his friend's eyes, that he knew something.
"House............... what do you know?"
House once again stared at the floor. He wiped a tear from his eye, and coughed. WIlson knew he was preparing himself to talk.
"House, I'm not leaving until you answer me." Wilson kindly informed.
House shook his head.
"I know." he said with a crack in his voice.
He sighed, then explained.
"Chase..................um, he told me something when he first started working for me. He told me, yes, but only because I knew something was up. This was like a week or two after he started here,though. I had seen a.............change.........in his behavior." House said, shocking Wilson at how normal his voice sounded.
"House..............what happened?" Wilson asked. He was starting to get worried. He had never seen House react like that. Wilson knew that whatever happened, couldn't be pleasant.
"I confronted Chase on his behavior. I told him my observations, and then he started crying." House's voice cracked when he said the last word.
"He.............um..................told me that...............his father, Rowan....................had killed his fiance's sister." he said.
Wilson looked at House.
"But that's not all he said, is it?" he asked quietly.
House shook his head. "No, it isn't.''
"He also told me that...............Rowan had.............that he had..............." House couldn't find it in him to carry on.
"House, what? What is it?" Wilson said worriedly and almost panicky. He didn't like where this was going.
"He also told me that Rowan had...................Rowan had abused him." House said.
"Define abuse, House. I know that there's more to it.''
"Right, of course you do." House mumbled.
"Chase told me that Rowan had gotten extremely drunk his wedding night. He had stopped by Chase's and Isabelle's apartment before the wedding. Isabelle had left with her friend todo some last minute stuff, so he was alone. Chase was happy, he was marrying Isabelle. He couldn't have been happier. Until the door bell rang, that is.
"Chase answered the door. Rowan let himself into the apartment before Chase could stop him, though. He asked Rowan why he was here, and Rowan just smiled. Chase could tell he as drunk......................'' House paused to collect himself.
House's voice was shaking, Wilson noted. He still didn't like where this was going.
"Chase shut the door, and the blinds were also closed. He had expected Rowan to yell at him, but he didn't. No, what Rowan did next, really shocked Chase." he paused again.
"How old was Chase?" Wilson asked.
"Chase was 22, I think." House answered.
''But, like I said, what Rowan did next? No one expected." House stopped to look at Wilson.
"He um.................took the glass vase next to him, and hit Chase with it. He didn't stop there though. After he threw some more things at him, Chase never told me what, exactly, Rowan started beating him with a golf club. He told Chase that he was making a huge mistake; that he was wasting his life. By the time Rowan was done with him, he wasn't conscious.
"Isabelle came home an hour or so later, to discover her fiance unconscious in a pool of his own blood, beaten and abused. She immediately called 911, then her mother. They decided to call off the wedding. And Isabelle never saw Chase conscious until a week later. He had loss a lot of blood, but the doctors managed to revive him. When Isabelle asked what had happened, Chase lied and said that a robber had broken in, but he fought him off before he could steal anything.
"What happened, though, forever strained their relationship, so the decided to separate. They didn't know how hard it would be,though. They decided to write to each other when they decided to resume their relationship." House concluded.
Wilson sat silently as he processed what House had just said. Both House and Wilson were in a daze, but were tooken aback to the hospital when they heard a young woman crying.
Isabelle had been standing in the doorway the whole time, listening to what had really happened to Chase.
"Crap." House whispered; knowing that Chase was going to kill him for letting Isabelle know what had really happened........................
"...........................OMG! i finally finsihed! yay! nect chap up asap! and arent i sooooooo nice 2 chase?! dont worry, this gets happier!"