A/N: This is it. The last chapter. Sort of. This is the happy ending. As promised I will post both endings that I wrote. I don't know if which one I like better. I have lost people to the fight against cancer, and have had friends and family beat it. That is the reason for both endings. Thanks again to all who read. I don't know if I'm going to do more writing or more posting. If you have followed me, I will let you know that I am working (struggling) with two more Measured Steps pieces and a sequel to The Truth About Oz. If anyone is interested in helping me, please let me know.

One year later

James Wilson stood looking out over the horizon. He never thought he'd be here. Ask him a year ago and this would never had crossed his mind. He had Robert Chase to thank for that.

One year ago today, Chase woke up from his coma.

Wilson had gone home the night before with all the thoughts of Chase passing away over the night. When he came in early he was surprised that there were blue open eyes in Chase's bed.

When Wilson shared the news with the diagnostic department the cheering and hollering could be heard in the clinic.

It still took a few days but eventually Chase came out of the coma. Weak beyond belief but cancer free he spent another four days in the hospital before he was able to go home. Chase's money had hired an in home care worker to come by the apartment during the day hours to help take care of Chase while Wilson went to work.

It took four months before Chase was well enough to be back at work. The day he returned, still rail thin, but looking more alive than he had when he left, there was numerous cakes in ICU, the clinic, and the diagnostic department to celebrate his return.

Chase was just back to work part time, but being back to work seemed to help. He gained more weight and more energy.

Cameron and Foreman both finished their fellowship and moved on to bigger and better things. Cameron was offered the chance to run the ER in a hospital in Pennsylvania. According to her last e mail, she was seeing someone who made her very happy.

Foreman was back home in California helping his father care for his mother. He had opened his own practice as a neurologist and was doing well for himself.

Chase continued to work for House. But as opposed to a fellow he ran a second diagnostic team. What that meant was that House now had 5 fellows that Chase would break in for him.

Wilson and Chase's friendship continued on as it had in the past and grew to include House. Fridays would find them at the bowling alley or at one of their apartments to watch movies and drink beer. House was good to his word and started to allow Chase to buy him breakfast in the morning.

Chase was also good to his word. Which was why Wilson now looked out over the horizon. As a way to celebrate being in remission for a year Chase treated himself, Wilson, and House to four days in Vermont. While House was enjoying himself with the all inclusive facilities of the hotel, Chase had taken Wilson and decided to teach him to ski.

Chase had wanted to start with snow boarding, but the look on Wilson's face when that was mentioned made Chase quickly change his mind. "Ready?" Chase asked.

"If I said no, would it matter?"

"Probably not. This is an easy hill. You'll be fine. Just remember to keep your knees bent." Chase smiled and pushed himself off the mountain.

Wilson took a deep breath and pushed himself off to chase Robert down the mountain.