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All Day, Every Day Chapter 11

She drove along the highway in her silver convertible (a recent splurge), and she suddenly she felt a bump, her car spinning, and everything went black.

Rob Chase and Eric Foreman were ready to jump off the lobby balcony. House was in an evil mood, ordering them to do test after test after test on their poor 10-year old patient. As they sat reviewing the results with House in the conference room, Chase's phone rang.

"This is Chase." he said, answering it.

"Yes, hello Dr. Chase. This is Nurse Katilin from the ER. I have some bad news. Your wife was in an accident."

Foreman and House watched Chase's face whiten as he dropped the phone and ran out of the room.

He sprinted down the stairs and through the hallways to the ER. He ran right into Nurse Kaitlin, a middle age woman with straight brown hair. "Dr. Chase."

"Where is she? Is she ok? Is the baby ok?" He was shaking now, his face pale and his hair drooping.

"Calm down Dr. Chase. They're working on her now. Come sit, can I get you some water? Coffee?" she said, bringing him over to a chair in the hallway.

"No. I need to make a phone call." He pulled out his phone and started to call Allison's mother.

"Doctor Chase, that's really not a good idea. You're in shock and you need to calm down first. I see this everyday, Doctor, you'll just worry them." she said, slowly taking the phone out of his hands. "No let me get you some water so you can relax a bit."

The water was brought to him, and he could barely drink it. In what seemed like an eternity, a doctor Chase wasn't really familiar with came walking down the hallway and introduced himself as Dr. McFarland.

Chase could barely look at him. He was too scared. He prayed and prayed that he wouldn't have to call his in-laws with news that she was dead. He couldn't think that way.

"She's ok, Dr. Chase. The car was coming off a side street and hit the front of the car, sending her spinning and sailing into a telephone pole. Her wrist is broken in two places, her legs were crushed but they're fine, surprisingly. But when she hit the pole, her head went forward and hit the steering wheel and then hit part of the pole, leaving a 24-centimeter gash. That's what we're most worried about. She has a concussion, but we have her medicated. You can see her now."

"Is the- the baby?" he choked, praying.

"Completely unharmed. You're one lucky man, Rob Chase. Come see her."

He walked in the room and saw his wife laid out on the bed, her read her spread out on the pillow. The cast on her wrist glowed bright under the fluorescent lights, and her belly stood straight up from under the sheets where she was sleeping. You could see the gash in her head, where it was stitched up and blood was drying around it. He walked over and sat down next to her, taking her hand in his. He felt his baby, and tears came to his eyes. He laid his head down next to her, and fell asleep.

She awoke an hour later, silently. She found herself in the hospital bed, and remembered the accident. She instinctively reached toward her stomach, her daughter. She was ok, according to the fetal monitor next to her. Then she caught sight of her husband, asleep on the side of the bed. She reached up to fix her hair, and winced as she felt the gash. Feeling her moving, Rob opened his eyes and yawned.

"Hey sleepy head." Allison was surprised how hoarse her own voice sounded.

"You sure know how to scare a man, Al." He said, rubbing her hand.

"I have something for you. In my bag. Where is it?" she said looking around but trying not to move her head too much.

"I'll go find out. I'll be right back." He got up and went to the reception desk and found some cops standing around.

"Are you Dr. Chase?" said one of the cops.

"Yes."

"We're here about the accident. When your wife feels better, we'd like to talk to her." he said.

"Um, sure. Would you happen to know where her things are? Her purse?" he asked.

"Yes, I believe these kind ladies can help you with that." he nodded to Nurse Kaitlin, who walked to a room and came back with several items from her car, including her purse.

"Thanks. And I'll let you know officers."

"Thank you Doctor."

He walked back inside and held up the bag. She smiled and as she looked through it with her good hand, Rob told her about the cops. She agreed, but when she felt better and her concussion was gone.

"Here it is. Now I didn't know it was going to be today, otherwise I would've brought you. But close your eyes." He closed them, and she slid the sonogram picture into his hands.

"Ok, open." He opened his eyes and his heart melted.

The doctor had added a little speech bubble that said "Hey Dad!". It bought tears to his eyes, and he could barely speak. "That-that's our baby, Al."

"No." she said, smiling. "That's our daughter."

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After calling Allison's family, who absolutely freaked out, they arrived at the hospital and flooded her hotel room. Her mother spoke almost all in Italian, and the screams that came out of Sam's mouth when she saw her own personalized sonogram with the words "Hey Aunt Sam!" in a speech bubble, just like Rob's could be heard around the hospital.

House, Foreman, Wilson, Harding, Irving, and Cuddy each stopped in on their own time to say feel better, House dragged against his will by Cuddy. Harding would be taking care of their Immunology cases with the help of Dr. Irving.

The police questioned Allison and it was determined that she was hit by Shawn Gershman. He got out of the accident with a shattered knee, and he was charged with DUI and locked up.

In time, Allison got to go home, and Rob made sure she stayed there until she was absolutely completely better.

And Hope can NEVER find a good way to end her chapters.

I liked that whole sonogram with the speech bubble thing. I've seen people do that, and I always thought it was cute.

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