Here's the next chapter. Hope you'll still read it :) It's unbeta'd for now, I'm gonna let it be done when the whole story is finished (won't be long). I kinda changed the style, but the outcome will be the same :)
let me know what you think!!
Chapter 3
Chase had spent the entire day in the clinic. He figured House would page him when a case came in, but he didn't. He hardly took a break and when he was forced to, he fled to the basement of the hospital. Taking a break in the more crowed areas of the hospital held the possibility of meeting his father.
Most people would want to know why their fathers flew over the oceans to visit their sons, but Chase wasn't like most people. The water between the two had been too deep and wide. His father might have started to build a bridge; Chase wasn't planning on building his end.
It was already late when Cuddy finally made him go home. He had refused at first, there was nothing at home to do, nothing to keep his mind occupied. But Cuddy had looked at him, and after a few seconds of useless protest he had grabbed his coat and stuff. Perhaps it was for the best, cause when he finally reached his parking space at his apartment, he felt how tired he was.
First, he was thinking he was so tired that he had started to imagine things, but no, a closer look confirmed the view he had seen the first time. His father, the world renowned doctor Rowan Chase was sitting on the stairs, near his flat.
'What do you want?' He said as he fished his keys out of his pocket
'I wanna talk to my son, is that too much to ask?' his father said. Robert looked at his father and he just stared back. He didn't know what made him do it, but he let his father in.
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Allison Cameron was angry when she walked out of the conference room. She couldn't believe what she had heard in there and the fact that he seemed to find it normal made her even angrier. Chase, the junior version had been gone for a couple of minutes until House had finally broken the silence. In his typical manner he had asked what the senior one was doing here.
Like it was an every day announcement, Rowan Chase informed them that he was planning on taking his son back to Australia. The cancer had spread even further and he had only a few months left. His second marriage had given him daughters and neither one of them was interested in medicine. Now that it was clear he was dying, he wanted his son to continue his work back in Australia.
First Cameron had experienced something like a shock, but when the words sank in and she began to realize the consequences of it all, anger had taken over. Rowan Chase, after years of abandonment had decided that his only son would go back to Australia. Robert's first reaction gave her some hope, but Chase was easy to win over. She knew that herself, she had taken advantage of that and she was scared that his father would take advantage of it too. From that moment doubt had taken over. She knew more about Chase then the rest, she knew he was lonely and perhaps the chance of going back home would win him over.
Of one thing she was sure: she wouldn't survive without him, not after discovering her feelings for him. But she wondered whether she should tell him now. Would it keep him here, or make him run even faster?
On her way home she came to a conclusion, she would have to hope the anger was strong enough to keep him here, then at the right time she would tell him
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When Cameron entered the conference room, she found Chase's bag in the room, but the person was no where to be seen. He did had the time to make coffee and Cameron poured herself a cup while waiting to show up.
A few minutes later Chase emerged from House's office and walked to the table.
'Hey' she said as he grabbed his bag
'Hey' he replied.
'Where are you going?' she asked.
'Home' was the short answer.
'Why? What did House do this time?' She asked
'He didn't do anything.' Chase said as he made his way over to the door. A cold got hold of her heart and she was almost too afraid to ask the next question
'You're going back, aren't you?' She asked. Chase's eyes left her face and turned to a spot on the floor.
'Why?'
'Why not?' was the reply
'But you can't, you can't go' she said, well more yelled. His eyes focussed back on her face
'Then give me a reason to stay'
