Hi my lovely readers! Here's the next chapter.

We're going on a B&E tour…..

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"She's on drugs." Chase stated as Foreman and Taub entered the lab. "The blood work showed Tetrahydrocannabinol in high doses."

"Okay." Forman said. "So what if the drugs caused this autoimmune reaction in her body?"

"Don't know, but I don't think a little weed every now and then cause this much of serious symptoms." Taub guessed.

Chase made a calculating face, „Could be, if she's not only a casual user. I said the dosage was high."

Foreman came up with another theory, "What was she on when you've dated?" Foreman asked Chase. "Was it only some joints back then?"

Chase reluctantly offered, "No."

Foreman and Taub glared at him. Chase knew he had to clarify something, so he came up with an easier explanation than to admit what kind of drugs she, and obviously he, had been on. "Maybe she used some drugs which aren't that long provable. I mean THC could stay in the system much longer than any other substance. But that doesn't necessarily means it's the cause."

Taub and Foreman looked at Chase but didn't say anything. Of course, the two realized that their colleague did not want to tell anything about their past life together.

Chase looked at his co-workers and offered, "Maybe we should search her apartment; find her secret stash!" And he was ready to flee from the lab.

"And enjoy taking some on your own?" Taub yelled after him. "Revealing the good old times!"

Chase turned around and walked back into the lab. "Okay guys! We're adults and I guess we all have had our experiences with illegal substances in our past."

He looked in to curious eyes, but he knew he could not and would not give anything away. "Here's the thing, I'm not going to rumble about my past life and share party stories with you."

Taub looked disappointed and Foreman just said "Hey man! I'm cool with it. I'm actually never saw you as the druggie-type, but I'm definitely not interested in stories about you and this 'I'd like to get burnt'-girl."

Chase looked relieved and nodded at Foreman, "Thanks." Foreman's boring behavior was reliable.

Then Chase asked, "So who's coming with?" He would have gone alone, but Taubs comment about old times, taught him a better lesson. He wanted to prevent one would believe that he would use her secret stash.

Of course Taub was the first one to lift his hand. He was obviously more curious, as Chase had thought. Normally, the little doctor had always been afraid of B & E. Always the fear of being caught in front. But yet, it seemed the opportunity to learn something about Chase and Amy won.

Chase sighed and Foreman smirked, "I'm monitoring the patient."

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"Wow, looks like she has money!" Taub mentioned as they entered Amy's apartment. It was very big and the furniture looked very expensive and modern.

"She's a banker." Chase out flattered "I'll go search the bedroom."

It felt strange, but he knew the apartment, and he knew exactly what was where. It had not changed much since then and he felt strangely comfortable.

"Sure you do!" Taub mumbled while heading thru the kitchen.

Chase searched around in the bedroom. He opened every drawer and every casket. He found some stuff he thought he remembered what felt a life-time ago. She always had a thing for sex-toys and funny stuff; some were actually romantic and nice to use. Others were just creepy and Chase felt kind of disgusted. He had not taken part in everything that Amy and her friends did. Sometimes he had faked to be too much stoned to not have to be there. He was not a fan of SM -role- play.

Drugs, yes, he would have been always there! Sometimes he even thought he would not be a casual user anymore, but on the other hand, he had been able to quit rather quickly after being hired by House. Perhaps because House was a drug addict himself. Maybe it was the pathetic sight alone that sobered Chase up. But back then with Amy, it didn't matter! He was a stranger in a strange city. He was searching for meaning in a meaningless existence. Perhaps Cameron would have loved him more if she had known him at that time of his life. They could have taken meth together and maybe their relationship had blossomed under the influence of drugs, and would have become stronger. Secretly, he caught himself, as he hoped to find something. Perhaps cocaine or GHB, even a joint would make him happy. He would take it, and tonight, he would slip into the familiar world that he missed so terribly.

Suddenly he heard Taub yell from the other room, "Kitchen's clean. She likes to eat healthy so! Found a lot of fatless food and vegetables in the fridge."

"Nothing's in the bedroom either." Chase said while meeting Taub in the living room. He tried to hide his disappointment.

"What's that?" Taub held a picture in his hand which was standing on a shelf along with maybe what seemed to be thirty-something picture frames. "Is this you?" Taub smirked.

"Let me see!" He grabbed the picture, "Guess this is a younger version of mine." He looked at the picture and saw Amy with him in her arms laughing and obviously enjoining the night. They were seated around a big glass table with at least three bongs on it and you could see they had to be drinking a lot that night. "I wonder why she kept it." He mumbled while he put it back to the others.

"Why wouldn't she?" Taub had heard his colleague, "I have a lot of pictures from my past life, including some of my ex-girlfriends."

"Well, guess then it is okay." Chase smirked.

"So why did you two split up?" Taub asked out of curiosity, but added, "If you don't mind telling me!"

"Guess we were too different, and too young." Chase said while he headed to the bathroom. The only room they didn't search until now, "She was kind of demanding." He yelled.

"So you dumped her?" Taub yelled back.

"Hey, Taub look at that."Chase was glad he could move on to another topic, "Some mold under the sink."

"Nice! Mold infection could cause the symptoms as well as drugs could do. Take a sample!"

"All ready did!" Chase said holding his sample pack up to show it to Taub.

"What's with all the candles in here?" Taub suddenly recognized that the whole living room was full with candles. There were small ones, big ones even the TV was covered with candles on its top. "She's the romantic type, hu?"

"I wouldn't say so." Chase knew exactly why Amy's apartment looked like a candle factory.

"What do you mean?" Taub asked, facing Chase.

"Listen If I tell you; please don't mention it to House!" Chase begged.

"Why would I do that?" Taub asked again.

"For the exact same reason, Foreman told him about the Nickname and you pressed about the drug-issue." Chase stated. "To mess with me, and get House focused on me and not you."

"Hey I did it because it was part of the differential. I couldn't know you actually were involved." Taub tried to defend himself, but to be true Chase was right. He did it to mess with the other doctor and to get off the hook from his boss.

"Right! Whatever!" Chase said "Amy has an addictive personality. She was into some weird lifestyle when I met her." He started "One Day we were at a party and we were having fun; a lot of fun actually!" Taub smirked and thought about the picture he just had seen, and the surroundings in it proved it. Of course they had some fun with all the drugs and alcohol.

Chase continued to tell his little story, but was careful not to revile too much, "I met some of her friends, and I realized they were into some kind of dominant role-play, or something."

"What do you mean?" Taub didn't get it.

"Weird stuff! Some of them liked to be punished in some sort of freaky way." Chase tried to hide his discomfort, but didn't succeed, so he hasty ended the whole story by saying, "I couldn't relate to that and after some consideration Amy and I split up."

Taub was too curious to let it drop, "What was her punishment-preference?"

"She liked to be burnt." Chase knew he had no chance getting out of this. Taub's eyes winded. Okay they already had guessed that she was a freak, but to hear it firsthand made a difference.

Chase stated, "Yeah, I know! And now she came in the clinic with a burn-wound. Looks like, she didn't change at all." He sighed, "I don't know maybe she needs this more than I actually thought back then."

"You ever burnt her?" He bluntly asked, "What I'd like to know. It's kind of fascinating."

Chase tried desperately in his head to find a way to avoid this question. He would never tell about the one time that he had actually done it. He was pretty stoned at the time, but he knew how it had felt. It was strange. He thought he would vomit when he was aware of the burnt smell of her skin, but Amy's extreme eagerness and desire overcame him. And looking back, this one night, this one candle, and this one crazy girl gave him a night full of lust and sex, which he had never again.

Bad were only the feelings of guilt the next day, when he treated her wound properly. He had never told her how he had then vomited in her toilet, and he certainly wouldn't tell it now, therefore he just looked at Taub and asked him, "What's fascinating about causing pain to someone?" then he smirked, "Maybe you should date her!"

"Sorry. Can't! I'm married!" Taub answered.

"And that of course stopped you before." Chase smirked at his co-worker, "Come on let's go back to the hospital! There's nothing important here, and we should test her for mold-infection."

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Hope you liked it. I like writing Taub and Chase, because I think they are funny. Taub and Chase are always a bit more curious than the other team members, ergo they're doing the B&E together was the only way to show a bit of Chases thoughts and past.