Lizzie was listening eagerly to what Chase was saying, about what life was like in Australia, and how he had finally sorted out his father's finances over there, since his death way before Lizzie was born there had been huge legal battles as to the inheritance that he had been left and the debts his father had managed to mount up. He also told her about the nurse he was currently dating, and how soon he hoped to propose to her.

Lizzie grinned and told him about high school, and what classes she was enjoying, and how she was trying to get up the courage to tell her parents that she hated science, and was looking forward to studying Illustration. "I don't think they'd mind, from what I can tell your mom can draw a killer stick man."

Lizzie winced stretching her arm and leg slowly and Chase frowned, moving to check her morphine levels but she waved him away with her free arm. "What's wrong? Are you in pain?" She shook her head,

"It's just uncomfortable that's all, I really want these casts off and it's only been two days."

"They'll be off in about six to eight weeks, but it's going to be painful Lizzie."
Her face dropped and her eyes seemed to suddenly fill with tears "Painful? More than what it was? "

Chase frowned at the tone of her voice, it was near breaking point, maybe everything was hitting her now, "It'll be okay Lizzie," He said gently, placing a hand on her shoulder as she looked down at the hospital blankets, "Your bones are fusing back together and your muscles will be all….wobbly from lack of use, exercise will help, and physiotherapy, it will lessen the limp."

Lizzie's eyes widened and Chase blanked, "Limp?" Her voice croaked, and the tears did begin to fall, "Lizzie, look at me." Chase said and when she didn't, his grip on her shoulder tightened until she looked at him. "I didn't think the break was that bad?" She asked, "Why am I going to have a limp? How bad?"

"What?" They turned to look in the doorway to see House holding a small tray with a pre-packed sandwich; he looked at Chase with daggers in his eyes, and Chase sighed, ducking his head. "What have you said to her?" He growled, but Lizzie started crying, "What's going on dad, why am I going to have a limp?"

House moved closer to the bed, "Get out of here, you've done enough."
"No dad," Lizzie said and Chase looked like a rabbit caught in the headlights.

""Elizabeth, it's not up to you." Lizzie rubbed her nose with a tissue that Chase had given her, "You lied to me! He didn't! Why am I going to have a limp?!" The last part was almost a scream and Allison came running up to the door, "Why didn't you tell me?!" Lizzie yelled at her mother shaking from suppressed rage, she couldn't believe her parents hadn't told her about this, had decided to keep something like this a secret.

Allison looked around the room, "This numbskull told Lizzie about the limp." Chase stood up and held his arms open wide, "It was a mistake I thought you'd told her."
Allison wasn't listening, she drop to Lizzie's side and tried to hug her daughter, whose rising heart beat and stress levels was not good for someone waking up from a coma, and recovering from a car collision. "Lizzie calm down, please calm down."
"What's going to happen to me? Am I going to be like dad?" No one in the room moved as they registered what they had asked and they were all too aware of House leaving the room.

Lizzie looked at her mom, her blue eyes watery and Allison sighed, giving Chase silent permission to tell her. "You're going to have drop foot," At her blank expression, he sat down in the chair he had vacated, his heart still beating furiously in his chest. "Your sciatic nervewas damaged in the car crash, it means that your foot won't work the way it used to."

Lizzie sniffed, wiping her eyes, looking at her mom, "How will it work now?"

"It means your foot won't be able to lift up and down properly, like how you walk normally. You'll have to lift your leg up higher to walk, but were hoping it won't be too bad, sweetie I'm sorry okay we ju-"

"I just want to go to sleep mom," Lizzie said moving out of her mother's embrace and shifting so she faced the away from them both as much as possible while still lying flat on her back.

Leaving the room Chase turned to Allison as she shut the door, "I'm sorry Allison, I though you'd told her, she was asking questions about what was going to happen." Allison held up a hand to silence him, "It's okay Chase, if she was going to find out from anyone but me or Greg I'm glad it was you and not some nurse." She felt a tear run down her cheek and Chase's heart felt like lead, it was his fault that she was crying this moment; he pulled her into a hug.

They remained that way for awhile, in the middle of the corridor when they pulled apart, "I have to go find Greg," Allison said, sniffing, and Chase marveled at how alike mother and daughter were as he heard Allison's footsteps echo into the distance.

WOO another chapter complete...finally gotten back into writing this, in the next chapter we will have some more flashbacks, about Lizzie and House discussing his leg, and why Lizzie is so upset about having a limp, although wouldnt you be to if you saw how much pain someone was in from a limp?

Information about drop foot was taken from the interenet, that and i also know someone with it...

i look forward to carrying on the story, make me happy though and give me reviews...pretty please:)