A/N: Thank you to my first reviewers,

Cookiechris80, I made Evelyn fall for Chase because…I don't actually know, when I though Evelyn up I just instantly thought she would be good for Chase.

Linz005, thank you for the notes I will change those things and the age difference between House and Evelyn will be explained more thoroughly in coming chapters, but that you for the constructive criticism.

Thanks everyone and please keep up the reviews!

Chapter Three

The door swung open to Gregory House's apartment. It was filthy. Well, filthy wasn't a good word for it, more like…. cluttered.

Chase and Evie slowly entered and closed the door behind them. She looked around bleakly.

"Well," That was all she could think off to say.

"Um, where do you want your things?" Chase held up her bag.

"Oh, well last time I was here the guest room was," She pointed down a hallway and walked down it being followed by Chase. She found the door and pushed it open. The room was very, very cluttered.

There were accordion folders everywhere with pieces of paper, contracts, request forms, prescriptions everywhere, like it was a forgotten storeroom of a hospital. The bed was low set and had on black sheets and a huge feather down comforter, it wasn't made. The closet was open and many of House's extra suits were visible. The chest of doors was dusty and the dresser was lop-sided. It didn't look very hopeful.

"Well," At this point she really wished she had something funny to say but that was it, 'well'. "Looks like I have to tidy up. Thanks for driving me." She turned to Chase and smiled.

Chase really didn't want to leave just yet. "Uh, I could help you tidy up if you want."

Evies heart swelled with joy. "Are you sure?"

"Yeah, I don't have any appointments this afternoon. I just have to make one call."

"Okay brilliant. I'll start tidying up. If you want you can make the call in the living room."

"Perfect." He smiled and then walked through to the living room. He fumbled for his cell. He quickly dialed, "Pick up! Pick up!"

Finally he picked up. "Hello, this is Doctor Eric Foreman, how may I help you?"

"Hi Eric, it's Chase, I need a favor."

"Oh yeah? What?" Eric sounded skeptical.

"I am at House's."

"What!"

"I am at House's with Evie and I have a patient that should have arrived two minutes ago for a prescription refill, that's all I have this afternoon, can you cover for me? Please?"

"Evie?"

"Yeah, Evelyn, House's little sister."

There was a moment's silence. Then "Fine."

"Bloody brilliant…oh and don't what ever you do let House find out, okay?"

"I will do my best."

"Thanks." Chase hung up. He couldn't believe it things were going swimmingly. He walked back to the guest room. Evie was on the other side of the bed straightening papers and placing them in a folder. She looked up.

"Everything okay?"

"Yup." Chase moved over to one of the biggest file folders and put it with some others in the closet.

Never in her life had Evie ever met anyone she had been more attracted to. She keep finding her eyes wondering from the files over to Chase. He was wearing black slacks and a red shirt he had removed his jacket and tie. He was so gorgeous!

He looked up suddenly at her, trying to make it look like she had just stood up to move closer to the bed instead of what she was really doing which was staring at him. She tripped on a large copy of an anatomy encyclopedia on the floor. She ended up on her back on the floor.

Chase launched him self over the bed so he was beside her. She pushed herself up on her elbows.

"Are you okay?" He asked her helping her onto the bed.

"Aside from my bruised dignity, I am fine." She smiled weakly. He laughed.

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah." For lack of anything else to say they continued to work away. Evies mind wondered over her words. Why hadn't she said she was pulled a muscle or something? No that would have been silly, making her look immature.

Before they knew it they were done and it had gotten very stuffy in the small room, Chase walked over and pried open the very old window. He turned to see Evie pulling the sweater vest off. He had to control himself better, she was off limits she was House's sister after all!

"Would you like something to drink?" She asked.

"I would love something." The two walked through to the kitchen. Evie opened the fridge door and quickly slammed it shut.

"I think I am going to be sick." She said.

"Why?" asked Chase, startled.

"See for your self." She pointed at the fridge with an accusing finger. He walked over to the fridge and opened the door. He instantly knew why she shut it. The smell was enough to kill a small animal.

In the vegetable drawer all the veg. was so clearly rotten that there was brown liquid in the bottom. The milk read two months expired and the only other thing in the fridge was a very questionable piece of something furry that might have once reassembled cheese. He slammed the door.

He looked at Evie, who had her hand over her nose. "Ugh!" was all he could say.

She smiled, though, to which Chase was quite pleasantly surprised, he would have endured any smell to see her smile. "Fancy going grocery shopping?"

"I suppose I do."