"You want to come in?" Chase asked, looking at her. He didn't want to seem like an unwelcoming person...

Thirteen smiled softly... "I would... But I'm about to meet a friend for food... I'll drive you to work in the morning though..." She offered.

"That would be lovely, thank you..." He smiled.

Thirteen nodded and then took a few steps back... "Bye..." She waved before leaving.

Chase closed and locked his door before getting into bed with a sigh. He was starting to fall asleep when his phone rang... He looked at the caller ID and was nearly brought to tears when it read 'Cameron'... He slowly pushed the green 'Answer' Button and held the phone to his ear.

"Chase? Did I wake you?" Cameron asked quietly.

"No... Actually... I was starting to fall asleep, but no... I wasn't asleep..." He said... "Why are you calling me?" He asked.

There was silence for a moment before she spoke again. "I... Wanted to apologize... I was harsh when I broke up with you... I didn't have to be so mean... I'm sorry, Chase... It's not that I don't love you... It's just that I can't be with you anymore... But... I still want us to be friends... I don't want us to hate eachother..." She whispered, obviously in tears herself.

"I don't hate you, Allison..." He said slowly.

She sighed at the use of her first name. "Then why'd you call me by my first name?" She asked.

"I don't know... I just... Did..." He mumbled... "But... I want us to be friends too..." He added.

"You do?... Really?... Chase... You don't know how relieved I am to know you don't hate me... I really thought I'd done too much damage to make you ever want to see me again... To ever talk to me again..." She whispered.

"It's okay, Cameron... Don't worry about anything... I'll see you tomorrow at work..." He yawned...

"Okay... Goodnight, Chase..." She breathed...

"Goodnight, Cam..." He whispered before hanging up.

It was weird, not exchanging sweet words and I love you's.

The next day, Thirteen showed up at Chase's house and knocked on his door. He rushed out... "I'm ready, I'm ready, I'm ready..." He said quickly, getting into her car with her.

"You look sick again..." She said as she looked at him.

"I... I did it again..." He admitted.

"Chase... I thought we talked about that last night... You weren't going to do it anymore..." She sighed, starting the car.

"I couldn't help it, Cameron called me last night and... I was depressed... Hearing her voice before I went to sleep was too much and I couldn't deal with it..." He whispered.

"She called you? To say what?" Thirteen asked.

"That... She still wants us to be friends... And I accepted... I don't like the tension between us... I still want to be able to talk with her and hang out with her... Just as friends... At least I'm not losing her completely..." He said quietly. Tears had begun to fall from his eyes...

She parked in the parking lot of the Hospital and looked at him... "If you're happy about staying friends with her... Then why are you crying?" She whispered, reaching out to touch his cheek.

Chase looked at her slowly. "I don't know..." He whispered.

Thirteen pulled him into a hug... "Chase... Please don't cry..." She breathed, running her fingers through his blonde locks.

"I can't help it... I feel so broken..." He whispered, his hands finding her cheeks.

Thirteen stared into his eyes and moved closer to him, pressing her soft lips to his and leaving them there.

Chase didn't move, just felt her lips against his. "Remy... What are you doing?" He asked.

"I-... I-... I don't know..." She said, moving away... "I'm sorry..." She added.

"No, it's okay... It was... Nice..." He breathed.

He wasn't sure if this meant anything... He wasn't sure if she wanted a relationship and even if she did... He wasn't sure if he was ready for one. But maybe it would mend the heartache that Cameron left him with. After all... He couldn't keep making himself throw up to feel better... It was working but it was unhealthy and it would eventually be fatal.

He needed to love again... He needed to be loved again... Maybe Thirteen was his cure...

Thirteen looked at him. "Are you sure?..." She asked, stroking his cheek.

"Yeah... It's fine..." He nodded, getting out of the car. His head spun a bit... He hadn't eaten anything and kept it down for a good 12 hours or so now and it was already affecting him.

Thirteen got out of the car and looked at him. "Chase, you okay?" She asked. "You're pale..."

"I'm just a little dizzy... I'll be okay once I have lunch later..." He said, heading towards the front doors of the Hospital with her.