A big thank you for all that commented on the last three chapters. I hope you guys continue to read and that this chapter doesn't suck. Anyway the song used in this chapter is called 'Occurrence on the Border (Hopping on a Pogo Gypsy Stick)' by Gogol Bordello. I own nothing song belongs to Gogol and House belongs to David Shore blah blah blah don't sue me.

"Come on Jimmy time to get up we got to get going," Chase said as he banged on the motel door that housed Wilson on the other side.

Chase put his ear to the door and smiled when he could hear faint cursing coming from the other side.

"Don't be like that it's 10 in the morning you've had plenty of time to sleep now get up lets go," Chase said excitedly, smiling when he looked over and saw House walking towards him.

"Wilson if I have to be up at this ungodly hour then you do too," House yelled as he beat on the door with the end of his cane.

Wilson opened the door and barely avoided getting by House's cane. "I said I was coming," the man said as he rubbed sleep out of his eyes and exited the motel room with his bag. He shut and locked the door and handed his bag to Chase before walking off to go and turn in his key.

Chase excitedly jogged his way to the car and placed Wilson's bag in the trunk before slamming it shut.

House rolled his eyes at the hyper Australian, it was too early and too damn hot outside for anyone to be that hyped up about anything.

"Come on Jimmy let's go," Chase said as he hopped into the car.

"I call shotgun," Wilson said and House cursed and pouted as Wilson got into the passenger's seat.

"Fine just ignore the poor cripple," House said.

"You'll be more comfortable in the back and you know it," Wilson said as Chase flipped through his CD case and smiled triumphantly as he found the CD he was looking for.

"It's all happening," Chase said before starting the car and putting the CD into the player and turned the volume up happily.

Welcome to the Hutzovina border
Come see what we got
Kontrabanda prana-donors ai
Never mind now securitate it's a tihiy chas
Latche romenitza bravinta pjas!

"What the hell is this?" House asked.

"Just shut up and enjoy the ride," Chase said as he made his way out of the parking lot and the trio where back on their trip to nowhere in particular.

Now over the bridges and over the fence
Over the skyline and over powerplants
Hopping like a monkey on a holy toothpick
Is a rabbit on a pogo-gypsy stick

Wilson chuckled as House complained about the weird music that Chase was making them listen to while Chase ignored him and rolled down all the windows in the car to try and cool them all off.

Give me no pain no great suffer
No bored striptease with dead snake
Give me skin that is dressed lively
Give it to me for kurav sake!

The oncologist looked over at his friend and couldn't help but be struck by his beauty. Chase was dressed in a tight fitting white tank top that showed off the man's muscles nicely along with baggy black shorts and a pair of flip flops. His silky blonde hair blew wild in the wind as they drove along the highway. His tanned face held a knowing smile and Wilson wondered how anyone could be that happy almost all the time.

Hey chavorale da gren ame tradasa
Ame pro targo viparuvasa
Ai da na targostir or love las
Lache romenitza bravinta pjas!

House breathed a sigh of relief as the upbeat and fast paced song came to an abrupt end. "Are you intentionally avoiding all the good music you have?" House asked irately.

"Sorry can't hear you, wind and all," Chase yelled back at him causing Wilson to laugh as he saw House's pout in the side mirror.

"Welcome to Pennsylvania mates," Chase said with a smile as they crossed the border separating the Garden State from Amish country. Wilson glanced at the Welcome to Pennsylvania sign before they sped past and it finally hit him that they were actually doing this, whatever this happened to be. He still wasn't quite sure how he or Greg were supposed to find themselves but he had faith that the young man knew what he was doing.

"I need to piss so hurry up and find a gas station or something," Greg called from the back seat. Chase nodded as he started looking for a place for them to stop and rest for a little while.

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