A/N: Hello, again. Thanks for all the reviews. This is one of my favorite Christmas songs. Also I'm not a doctor so if you are sorry if I make a lot of mistakes. The connection between the song and the story for this one will be harder. Look carefully. Good luck and enjoy!

What child is this?

This is Christ the King, whom shepherds guard and angels sing.

Chase ran in front of Cameron but it was to late the bullet had already hit her. He began CPR. His hands began to cover with blood and the tears fell on Cameron's clothes. Nothing else mattered; all his thoughts were on one singular person, Cameron. The security guards had handcuffed the guy and nurses were running to help Chase.

It only takes a moment and that's how long it took for Chase. To him nothing matter anymore that's why he ran in front of Cameron. Now he lifted her unto a gurney. Foreman pulled him away.

"You're too involved. You can't work on her." Foreman said pulling him away.

"No, I have to help her. I have to." Chase said trying to escape from Foreman's grasp.

"You can't"

"House never listens to rules."

"It doesn't matter. You could end up hurting her. I'll go help. House, Cuddy, and Wilson are already there."

"Okay" Chase finally stopped fighting. Foreman was right. Nurses began to come over to him asking if he was okay. He shoed them off. All the blood was Cameron's. It suddenly registered in Chase's brain he was covered in her blood. He ran to wash it off.

In the emergency room Foreman, House, Cuddy, Wilson, and nurses worked to save Cameron.

Cuddy had tubed her and was bagging her. House was shouted commands from the side not wanting to get in the way with his cane. This is why he refused to work in the emergency room well he refused to work in the clinic but that was different matter. Foreman was cutting off her clothes and examining where the bullet hit.

"Straight through and through, it looks like it nicked the left ventricle and punctured her lung but I'm not a cardiologist and there's too much blood." Foreman shouted to House.

"Well get some suction and a cardiologist!" House shouted back to Foreman.

Foreman looked back down at Cameron. It was easier if he thought of her as more of just another patient and less like Cameron. Everything was covered in blood and it wasn't clotting.

"I need suction over here!" He yelled. Foreman knew if he kept sucking up her blood there wasn't going to be any left. They had blood beginning pumped it her but it was just coming out her wound. He came to a decsion. He would need to crack open her chest. It was risky but it was probably the only way to save her. He would have to wait for the cardiologist. Where was that cardiologist?

"I think we need to crack open her chest." Foreman once again shouted to House.

"Are you nuts?" Responded Cuddy even though the question was obviously directed at House.

"It's dangerous we should wait for the cardiologist." The reasonable Wilson answered.

"Of course, let's wait for the incredibility slow cardiologist while her brain goes dead." House yelled. "Foreman crack her open."

"I can't believe your doing this." Muttered Cuddy.

"What did you do?" Yelled the old and really slow Cardiologist.

"Oh, look who's arrived finally. Don't worry we really don't need you now. We've already delt with it." House snarked (is that even a word?) back.

"You cracked her open. Do you have any idea how dangerous that is? My god is that Dr. Cameron?" Questioned the Cardiologist.

"Yes, I do know how dangerous it is and yes this is Dr. Cameron." Foreman stated.

"Would you three get back to work? She doesn't have forever." Cuddy said as she brought Foreman, House, and the Cardiologist back into focus. The three had kept arguing and left only Cuddy, Wilson, and a few nurses working on Cameron. The three snapped back into work.

Meanwhile in the bathroom……

Chase splashed the cold water on his face. How could this happen? A hospital should be safe. How was she? She could already be dead and he wouldn't know. These thoughts floated through Chase's mind. How he wished to be in there with her. There was still blood on his clothes. He should change to scrubs. When he turns to leave Foreman is there.

"How is she? Just tell me." Chase pleaded with Foreman.

"We had to crack her chest and tube her. The bullet nicked her heart and punctured her lung." Foreman answered.

"Oh, god! Is she out of the ER?" said Chase

"No, the Cardiologist, Dr. Freedman, Cuddy, Wilson, and House are still working on her. I thought I would just give you an update before I go back." Foreman answered.

"How did you know to find me here?" Questioned Chase.

"You were covered in her blood and upset. Where else would you go?" Explained Foreman.

"Go back. Help House. I'm going to get scrubs." Commanded Chase.

"Okay, just be patient. I'll get you if you can see her." Foreman reassured him while he patted him on the back.

"Yeah, I'll wait." Said Chase

Foreman leaves and Chase goes to get scrubs. It will be a long night.

To be continued………… next "The first Noel" and snow!

(P.S. if you are wondering when you'll know the answers at the end. I'll post them in the last chapter.)