Chapter Seven: A Date and Crashing Beliefs
Every time Wilson had tried to talk to Jessica, she had been busy. Merely by chance, he bumped into her as she was coming back from the cafeteria. It caused Jessica to drop the file she was carrying.
"I'm sorry"
"Don't worry about it, Dr. Wilson."
Wilson looked at Jessica and asked the question uppermost in his mind. "Dr. Chase, would you like to have dinner with me sometime?"
Jess looked up at Wilson taken aback. She was not quite sure what she had just heard. "Are you trying to ask me out on a date?"
"Yes, I am."
"Oh, I'd love to, but I don't date married men…"
"I am divorced, not married. Last time I checked there's a difference." Wilson said in a somewhat defensive tone.
Jess looked Wilson over. "Okay then. Tomorrow my shift ends at six, so I'll meet you in your office at six thirty."
"That will be fine. I'll make dinner reservations for seven then."
Jess started to walk away, not quite sure why she had said yes. Suddenly she turned around. "Wilson, what is the dress apparel?"
"Semiformal will do."
"Okay. See you tomorrow."
The Ducklings were in the lab running tests on their latest patient. Unable to concentrate, Cameron allowed her thoughts to overwhelm her. Maybe I have not been giving Chase enough credit. He was a gentleman the other day. He did let me crash on his bed, when I passed out. I cannot believe I did that.
Foreman had noticed that Cameron was not able to concentrate on the test she was running and kept sneaking looks at Chase, who was on the other side of the glass wall.
Feeling rather annoyed Foreman said. "I am going to tell you what I told him. You work together." Why was he going over this again? Apparently, his coworkers did not get the "you do not date people from work" memo.
Cameron tried to sound innocent and unaware of what Foreman had said. "I am running labs."
"Right, that's why you keep staring at Chase and will probably mess up the gels."
Cameron looked into the microscope, then back at Foreman. "I've just been thinking. Maybe we've just been assuming all these things that aren't true about him."
Foreman hated pointing out the truth, but he felt the need. "Cameron, I don't want to be your girlfriend. So just admit that you're getting a crush on Chase."
Scoffing Cameron said, "I am not. I'm just curious."
Cameron glared at Foreman and turned her attention back to the microscope. She tried to focus, but could not, so she turned around and looked at Foreman. "Foreman, what if you're right? I am not saying that you are, but hypothetically. What would you do?"
Foreman looked at Cameron and was about to say something, but Chase chose this particular moment to return. "The tox screen came back negative for drugs. Did you two find anything interesting?" Cameron and Foreman shook their heads. "Great."
Chase was about to walk back into the other part of the lab, but Cameron spoke so to keep him in the room. "Did you get the blood culture results yet?"
"No, but I'll get it you when it comes in. How far are you on the gels?" Chase answered oblivious to what Cameron was trying.
Embarrassed at how little work she had gotten done on her work Cameron looked back into the microscope. "I'm almost done."
"Okay." Deep in thought, Chase walked back into the other part of the lab.
Foreman looked at Cameron, rolled his eyes, and laughed. "That's sad Cameron."
Tuesday night it hit Jess that she had agreed to go out with Wilson. Wilson, the man who had a reputation in the hospital for not being able to stay faithful in a relationship, who had been married three times and been with too many of the nurses and female administrators. Not a big deal. She told herself. It is just a date and nothing more.
Jess had been able to get out of surgery early and take a quick shower, so at six she went to the locker room and began to change for her date. She put on a blue cocktail dress she brought with her in the morning, lightly curled her hair, and did her makeup.
When Jessica came out of the locker room, she noticed a few people staring at her. It was not often that surgeons came out of the locker room dressed up unless the hospital was holding a huge charity event.
When the elevator door opened, Jessica saw her brother. Robert's expression was a mix of, annoyance and concern. Robert had never liked Jessica's taste in boyfriends. Most of them were assholes, except for the occasional one. "Who are you going out with?"
Sensing her brother's annoyance, Jess tried to answer casually. "Just a guy I occasionally work with."
Chase picked up that his sister did not want to talk to him about the subject. "Okay."
However, Chase gave his sister a cold stare. It would eventually make Jess crack and tell him whom her date was.
"Okay then." Robert kept looking at his sister, which was annoying her to death. "Fine, Wilson!"
Chase started to laugh, thinking that his sister was messing with him. 'You're joking, right?"
"No." Jess said calmly.
Robert was getting more annoyed than he wanted to be. His tone was harsher than he probably wanted it to come out. "You can't go out with Wilson!"
Jess remained calm, sensing that her brother might lose it. "Technically I can."
Robert was not about to lose it, but was completely and utterly annoyed. "I cannot believe you."
Jessica smiled when the elevator doors opened. She walked out and headed towards Wilson's office. Robert shook his head and walked towards House, Foreman, and Cameron who were standing in the hallway near the elevator.
House looked at Chase. "Are you sure that she is your twin?"
Chase glared at House. "Yes, I'm positive."
"Too bad. What do you think, Foreman? Is Jessica way too hot to be related to Chase here?"
"She does look good tonight. Who does Jessica have a date with?"
Chase looked at House when answering Foreman's question. "His best friend." They all looked surprised by what Chase had said. Why was Jess going out with Wilson? It did not make any sense.
Jessica knocked on the door of Wilson's office. "Just a moment!" Wilson called out and a moment later, opened the door, one hand on his tie, which was hopelessly askew. Wilson looked at Jess. "Wow. You look great."
"Thank you. Let me fix this." Jess stepped closer to Wilson and fixed his tie. "There you go. Shall we?"
"Yes" They walked out of the hospital. They decided to take Wilson's car, which was probably the better idea, since Jess' car was an ugly Government Fleet Car and was a total mess.
Wilson took Jessica to a small French restaurant. Eager to show off her skills, Jessica ordered in French. Wilson looked at her. "Where did you learn French?"
"I took it as my foreign language in school. Besides, my best friend, Amelia, is from France, so that was also a push for me."
"You're just full of surprises, Jessica Chase."
"You don't need to always add Chase at the end of my name. Just call me Jessica or Jess, like everyone else."
"Jessica…Jess…I like Jessica more." Jessica looked away and blushed, as Wilson chuckled.
They spent the rest of the time talking about random things, like their taste in music. Wilson quickly learned that Jessica was a fan of heavy metal, rock, and jazz. She admitted that it was a strange combination of music to listen to. He, in turn, admitted to liking classic rock, jazz and – of course – the blues.
After dinner and a walk through the park, Wilson dropped Jessica off at the hospital so she could get her car. Jessica had really wanted a good night kiss, but at the same time, she did not. Something told her that it was not time, yet. "I had a wonderful time. Thank you, James."
"No, thank you." Wilson was about to walk away, but he lingered. "Jessica – would you like to go out with me again?"
"I think that can be arranged."
"Great."
"Good night, James."
"Good night, Jessica." Jessica got into her car and drove home. The whole ride home, she could not help but smile.
As for the other Chase, Robert, he was in the middle of performing CPR on a five-year-old girl in the Emergency Room. Finally, she started to cough and breathe again. Chase let out a breath of relief and told the nurse to admit the girl for overnight observation, since she had been in a car accident. Chase was about to head to the ambulance bay to wait for yet another ambulance to arrive when he spotted Cameron. "Cameron, what are you doing here? I thought you went home hours ago."
"I was waiting for test results."
"You should have told me. I would have picked them up for you. Then you could have gone home at a reasonable hour."
"Why are you here?"
"I volunteered for being on call for the ER tonight."
"That sounds fun. Why did you volunteer?"
"I had nothing to do tonight. It's not too bad, there are some perks."
"Like what…staying up all night?"
"I'll have tomorrow off."
"Okay. I'll buy that." There was an uncomfortable silence between them, because Chase and Cameron had not really spoken since she crashed at his apartment. "Look this has been driving me crazy, but bear with me. About the other night-"
"Cameron you probably would have done the same for me. Cameron-" Chase looked away as he heard the ambulance siren. He looked back at Cameron. "I have to go."
Cameron smiled, she felt a little better, but something was still bothering her. What had been about to say? Do I have feelings for Chase? No! That is impossible…right?
Sorry it took so long to update. My internet was down and my family kidnapped me for the week. Hope you enjoy! Sorry if the seperators don't come up. It doesn't seemed to be recognized. Next update won't take as long...hopefully.
