Thanks for the reviews! I'm happy and I really had much fun writing this little story!

I can tell you there will be no Chamy. ;-) I think Chase is not ready for a new relationship. The case itself is only a means to an end. House is a medical drama, ergo a medical case must be there. It is useful to get someone from Chase's past if you want to write about him. And the fact that someone takes pain well, fits perfectly in a [h]ouse history! ;-)

In later chapters, we will also hear Houses opinion on this subject. There will be a long conversation with Nolan. But enough of that ...

just read and hopfully enjoy the next chapter ...

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"Amy, please hold still!" Dr. Foreman's voice came from the speakers. He sounded arrogant and not really nice, but Amy didn't mind. Of course she was a bit nervous.

"It doesn't take long; just a few minutes!" There was the sweet warm voice from Chase. Amy immediately felt better and calm.

"So why aren't you on vacation?" Forman asked Chase, watching him from the side.

"Seriously?" Chase asked back, his face expression sad and a little puzzled.

"I mean I get it you're not feeling comfortable about going to Australia. But still, you could have gone anywhere else." The dark doctor pressed the issue.

"And do what?" Chase asked annoyed, "Celebrating my divorce?" His voice sounded thin and hurt.

"Sorry, Chase I didn't meant to banter." Foreman tried to defend himself, "It's just… You look like you could use a break from … "He was not quite sure what to say now. Foreman once had tried to talk to his colleagues about his difficult situation. This had not quite worked out as well as he had hoped. To be honest, he wasn't, what you would call a comforter. As Foreman could come up with nothing, Chase finished his thoughts for him.

He sounded bitter and disappointed, "From what? … Life?"

The despair of his colleagues, led Foreman to feel sorry about the young doctor, "Chase! I'm sorry!"

"You've already said that." Chase huffed but calmed down immediately, "Listen Foreman! It's okay. I'm okay! It's just … I don't want to talk about it. Not now and maybe never."

Foreman looked at him and nodded, only to bring it up once again, "But when you feel okay to finally talk about, which I recommend by the way, you know how to find me; All right?"

"Thanks Foreman I appreciate it."Chase tried to sound less annoyed as he actually was. He wondered how often he had to beat House to finally find his peace that he wanted and needed to process or to forget.

After a while looking at the monitors Chase stated, "There's nothing on the Scan. Let's get her out!"

Suddenly Amy began to scream, "Ahhh, …. Oh my God!"

By the time Foreman and Chase were by her side she was crying and sobbing.

"Amy, what is it?" Chase asked his voice full of concern. Foreman frowned.

"I'm so sorry!" Amy cried, "I'm really sorry!"

"It's all right Amy! Nothing we can't take care of!"Chase assured her as he saw what had happened "Don't worry, everything's okay!"

"Nothing's okay, Robbie!" She shrieked. "I just shit myself in front of you!"

He didn't retort anything nice and comfortingly to her, because there was no point in doing; she had already blacked out.

"Amy?"He touched her shoulder. He looked at Foreman, "She's unconscious."

"Robbie?" Foreman asked completely flabbergasted.

Chase only sighed looking at Amy.

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"You've time for Lunch?" House asked as he entered Cuddy's office.

"Oh sorry. But the board is meeting in 15 minutes." Cuddy answered with sad eyes, "Can I get a rain check?"

House sat down on the chair in front of her desk, "No. I'll go with Wilson then."

With that Cuddy leaned back and started to pout a bit.

"What? I'm hungry." House said "Not being on narcotics turns my appetite up." He shrugged.

"That's good." Cuddy smiled

"How's the case going?" Cuddy asked while checking her e-mails, „Something interesting so far?"

"Could be!" House wasn't going to be specific. He wouldn't risk that she sent him back to the clinic for today. As long as he had a case he would be save. "I'm not sure yet. But I think Chase is going to have a lot of fun with it."

"Why's that?" Cuddy looked puzzled.

"Not sure yet." House had to admit. But he was convinced that his young employee was hiding something. House was like a lie detector, he could smell lies like a dog a squirrel in the thicket. And just like a dog, he would pounce on it and play with joy, so long as until the victim collapses.

Apparently Cuddy noticed that he just thought of something funny. She did not know why, but somehow it made her nervous, so she tried to interrupt him.

"House you've got actually something to tell me? Or you're just checking up on me."

House smirked at her, "Dr. Cuddy I'm always checking you up."

"Good!" She smiled, and her nervousness disappeared. "You could do me a favor!"

"It depends. What comes out for a benefit for me?" He asked.

"Dinner with me and Rachel tonight." She offered.

House just frowned. "If there were nice well-rounded melons for dessert we could talk about it."

Cuddy noticed, of course that his eyes fixed her boobs.

"Okay than! I need you to go shopping. Here's the list." She smiled at him and he took the little paper scanning it quickly.

"There are no Melons on this list, Dr. Cuddy!" He challenged her.

She smirked and told him, "Don't worry, I'm always keeping some at home. You never know whose coming."

"Naughty."

"When's your appointment with Nolan? Five o'clock?" She looked him in the eyes.

"Yes Mom. You should now, since you're arranging them." He pointed out, while he went thru her purse looking for money.

"I'm just trying to be supportive." She defended herself "I know you don't like to go, but it's good for you."

He sighed and stated the obvious, "You mean it's good for you!" He shoved 20 $ from her purse into his trousers followed by the shopping list.

"Okay maybe it's good for me in a kind of way." She didn't deny it at least, but added, "But I would say it's good for us."

"So we're good?" He asked.

"Yeah, House we're good!" She smiled at him as he limped to the door. "See you later, House."

"Yeah, see you later." He said.

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