Father Figure
Disclaimer: I wish i could own Chase, but i don't, and that's a shame.
Beta by Virgil's grl
10.
"And do what? Let you sink in pity all day?" Gregory asked him, while he tried to support him to sit and let him at first drink the water.
After drinking the water, and taking the pill, Robert Chase stared at his boss with frown at his face, saying nothing but gazing at him.
"What?" House asked, as a moment of embarrassment between them was hard enough.
"Nothing."
"Oh no, you better answer it, son, I can see by your face that there is something that bothering you." Gregory said as he stared at him.
"I just never saw that side of you before," Chase said to him, and then he added, "You were never been so caring, so why are you here? Taking care of me?"
"Yes, son, I'm here for you, taking care of you for once, and as you said to me before, no one was there to take care of your needs."
Chase sighed heavily, not knowing how to get out from this mess.
"I can take care of myself, you know." He told House.
"I know, but still you need some help." Gregory said to him.
"Not from you." Chase mumbled quietly.
"How could you know? Sometime if you ask for help it won't kill you, and I'm here, so you can ask, I won't kill you, duckling."