''Wake up.''
House softly shook Chase's shoulder, afraid to hurt the young doctors sore body. Chase looked so battered up House was glad he was asleep and he didn't seem in pain now. Chase moaned and opened his eyes.
''How are you feeling?''
''Okay enough. A little water would be great.'' Chase said with a lot of effort while he sat up a little. House handed him the cup, looking at the bruises and cuts Chase's arm were covered in as the windshield had broken.
''Is my dad here yet?'' Chase laid down again, giving the cup back. He still seemed al little high on the pain medication and House tried to smile at it, at least Chase wasn't in pain.
''You only woke up for six times, so he is probably at the airport now. I bet he will be here tomorrow.
House was pretty sure the bastard would never be here tomorrow, nor the day after that.
''Are there many people in the hospital because of me?'' Chase mumbled, looking up to House with a worried frown on his face.
''None, all of them are home with no injuries.'' House lied, in the room next to him was the guy he drove up against, but this wasn't the moment to make Chase even feel worse.
''My mistake.'' Chase groaned, while he tried to arrange his pillow, still woozy from the morphine. House laid his hand on Chase's arm; ''You didn't do it on purpose, it was an accident.''
Carefully he arranged the pillow; ''Just catch me as much rest as possible , it will all be fine.''
''Hopefully my dad won't say I failed...''
Chase whispered before falling asleep again.
House wanted to get up to get some coffee. Grabbing his cane he was surprised there were two police officers waiting in the hallway,
''Mr. Rowan Chase?'' One came up to him.
''Do I look Aussie to you?''
The other police officer came up to him as well.
''We need to talk to Robert Chase.''
''He is asleep and needs his rest.''
''Who are you?'' The police officer tried to intimidate him, but House was nearly a head taller than him.
''I am his doctor and right now I am also the closest you will find to family in this hospital.''
The officers seemed to be confused for a second, then they nodded;
''We need you to come with us.
...
''Sir?''
Rowan Chase looked up at the doctor, finishing buttoning his shirt after the scans. The Doctor was going to tell him now what he already knew. It could only be now he had been so late with the treatment.
''My cancer became worse?''
The doctor bow his head; ''I am afraid yes.''
Rowan looked up;
''So...?''
The news hurt him, but he already knew it he wanted to go now, to get back to the airport and fly to Princeton.
The doctor looked at him, confused and frowned. Rowan wanted to get up.
''I need to get going.''
''Excuse me, what? You need to get treatment as fast as possible, or...''
''Or I am going to die? I am going to die anyway.''
Rowan grabbed his bag, wanted to stand up. Maybe he could still catch the plane to San Francisco and get a very quick inland flight.
''Sir, I can't confine you to stay here but-''
''Then don't. I need to go.''
The curtain were suddenly pulled aside and a small brunette entered the cubicle;
''Rowan?'' She dove forward, slamming her arms around him.
''Norah.''
''What were you doing at the airport?'' Her voice as shaky and Norah pulled back, looking at Rowan, tears streaming down her face.
''Robert was in an accident.'' Without disturbing the Chase's.
''Robert?'' Norah said, surprised as she looked up to him.
''My son, Robert? He was with us with Christmas two years ago.''
''Why didn't you tell me?'' She cried.
''About Robert? I just heard -''
''About your cancer.''
Rowan was silent as Norah sobbed next to him.
''I need to see Robert.''
Slowly he was ready to get up but Norah grabbed his arm;
''You never cared about that boy.'' Norah said, indignant.
Instead Rowan grabbed his stuff together.
''Don't walk out on me like you did with Judy.'' She yelled; ''Right now you have to be here, with your family and not with some boy you hardly ever looked after in America.''
''Robert is my son.''
''I am your wife and I ask you to stay.''
Rowan kept standing, indecisive.
...
''What is wrong?'' The officers stood in front of House's desk while House sat down, nearly squishing Ball-y in his hand. Please let them just be here for a few questions. The last thing that should happen now that the tox-screen he hadn't done himself pointed out that Chase had been drinking or using something else.
''So?'' House repeated again.
''The accident happened because the braking didn't work.''
''Chase is not an idiot, he braked, I am sure of that.''
''We just want to make sure he couldn't be anywhere else with his mind, it was a large accident and we want to make sure what happened although we are sure he didn't do it on purpose.''
''Robert is an excellent driver.''
One of the officer's phone rang and he walked out of the office.
''Do you have any idea of how his driving went when he emigrated?''
''How should I know, like I said, he is not an idiot.''
The other police officer walked back into the office;
'' Robert Chase's car just got investigated. The brakes were sabotaged.''
...
NOTE: Will House found out who endangered his wombat and will Chase finally get his dad at his bedside when Rowan decides? Is he going to be in serious trouble for the accident and who will support him through his recovery?
next chapter will be up soon - within a few days due to school and work.
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