Hadley was sleeping over at a friend's house when Chase decided to take his wife on a date. He had just dropped his son off at a friend's birthday party when she called, asking if he was on call. "Surgery's short-staffed, I know. But I can't remember if they wanted you today or not."

"I'm all yours." He smiled as he drove, asking, "Do you want to go out tonight? I know you're exhausted from pulling all of that lab work, but-"

"You're right," she paused, setting a laundry basket on the kitchen table and holding the phone to her ear with a shoulder as she began to fold clothes. "But I don't have to work tonight, so we could go somewhere. Or you could pick up takeout on your way home and we could go out for ice cream later."

"Okay, I'll pick something up. Patient's stable, right?"

"As far as I know. Taub and Park are at the hospital, so they can handle it."

"I'm baaack," Chase called, holding up a takeout bag as he walked in.

Alice set down the iron, pulling the cord out of the wall and saying, "Great. I've got plates out and most all of your pants ironed. Did you bother to iron once while I was... away?"

"Eh, why bother?" He kissed her cheek, pulling cartons out of the bag. "I got you that curry you like. Rice?"

"Thanks. Hadley's got all of his stuff?"

"Yeah. Ross' dad set up a tent in the backyard. Looks like they've got most of the soccer team there and a few kids from school."

"You know, Hadley's not here tonight."

Chase knit his eyebrows, asking, "Are you suggesting that we-"

She stood, smirking. "That we can sit on the couch and not at the dinner table? Yes."

He followed her to the couch, smiling as she sat down, throwing her legs over his lap. "I've missed you. Wilson... Wilson's nothing like you. He's nice, he's sympathetic, he's understanding, but he's a teddy bear that needs neediness to survive. That's why he's still such good friends with House. But you, you're... fascinating. I don't know if it's the cute foreign boy factor or some sort of repressed tension or what, but," she set her food down on the table in front of the couch, "there's something about you." She leaned in to kiss him, Chase kissing her back and setting his food on the end table.

"Alice, I-"

"Ssh." She moved to straddle his lap, kissing him again.

His hands were on her hips when Chase asked, "You're sure about this?"

She stopped kissing him just long enough to answer with a breathy, "Please."

Alice laid in the crook of Chase's arm, her head on his bare chest. He ran a hand through her hair, watching her breathe. "Well?"

"Better than I remembered."

"I meant 'What happens now?', but that works."

She looked up at him, saying, "We keep living. Chase, I... I love you. At least, I remember what it feels like to be in love with you, and I like it. If you'll let me, I want to stay."

"And it's not just the seratonin and oxytocin talking?"

"No," she promised, sighing as the phone started to ring. "Should I get it?"

"Do you want to?"

"Not really."

The answering machine beeped as someone began to leave a message. "This is Taub. I know it's getting late, but Lucas just crashed. We got him back into sinus rhythm, but that's the second time he's crashed in an hour. He's deteriorating pretty quickly."

"We should go." Alice sat up, giving Chase a kiss before walking into the kitchen. "I'm going to make coffee and grab some scrubs. Are you coming?"

"But you've been awake for almost 24 hours by now." Chase started to head upstairs. "Stay here and get some sleep. I'll go."

"I'll be fine. I got a bit of a nap in before Taub called, and I can sleep in the car."

"Well, it's hard to argue with a woman making me coffee in nothing but her underwear. I'll grab you some scrubs too."

"Thanks."

"He's stable now, but his heart keeps flipping out," Park told them. They were sitting in the cafeteria, although it had been closed for a few hours. Park and Taub had commandeered a table and had laid out all of the papers in the patient's file.

"Let's go over everything. We must have missed something earlier," Alice said, setting her glasses on top of her head to read. "He lives alone. Probably eats a bunch of pre-processed foods. Could that be something?"

"Not likely. He would've gotten better here," Taub said. "What about a parasite? He was in Bolivia a few months ago. Said he went camping while he was there."

"Could be lepto. I'll run some cultures," Park yawned, heading out of the cafeteria.

Taub was about to follow her when he turned and said, "You two seem awfully close." He nodded to Chase, who had put an arm around his wife's waist. "Good for you." He didn't wait for a response before following Park out.

"Alice, I... There's something I've got to tell you," Chase said, hoping he wasn't about to blow up his marriage. "You ought to know now, before you get too... invested. I slept with Cameron. It was only once, while you were with Wilson. She asked, and I couldn't really say no. I mean, you had made me sleep on the couch for a long time. I was starting to think we were done."

"Does Rodney know? Her husband."

"He was out of town-"

"But does he know?"

"I don't know. I don't think so."

"Well... I should be mad at you, but I'm not. I'm just starting to get the meaning of our relationship back, so I don't really get the whole betrayal thing yet. But if it hits me later, I'll be pissed." She leaned against him, saying, "It won't happen again?"

"Never."

"That's good enough for me, at least for now."