Chapter Four

With the fridge cleaned out with and open box of baking soda in it and a whole bunch of new groceries, Chase and Evie leant against the counter with their sleeves rolled up. It was six o'clock, House could be home any minute and Chase was getting very antsy. He had a bad feeling that something might happen to him if House found out he had spent three hours with his little sister predominantly alone. But he didn't want to leave, not yet. Okay it was now or never, he had to ask.

"Would you like to go for a drink?" He asked just before his throat closed up completely. It was stupid, she was going to turn him down then he would have to leave and it would be awkward around her and then they couldn't even be friends…

"I would love to, but I can't." She looked at him, and he looked back confused. "I can't until next Saturday. At least not the kind you mean. "

He stared at her. "Um, what?"

"I turn twenty one next Saturday, until then, no alcohol." She smiled. Chases stomach fell out from underneath him. She wasn't even allowed to drink! This was bad! She looked at the kitchen floor.

Why did it have to be next Saturday, why couldn't she have born on last Saturday? She wanted the floor to open up and swallow her. Mind you he probably only felt sorry for her because she had no friends here for spring break, he didn't mean on like a date, did he?

The words came out before he could even stop them. "Okay how about dinner tomorrow? No alcohol." He was so shocked at himself he didn't believe he had actually said it, until she answered him.

"Yeah, that's sounds perfect." Perfect! That sounds perfect? Who say that? Why hadn't she said, wonderful, or fantastic? God, she was hopeless. But she couldn't help but smile at her own excitement.

There it was again, that damn smile. "Okay, so I will pick you up at seven o'clock tomorrow. I better go, but um, here is my number." He scribbled it down on a post it note on the counter, writing his name down underneath it. He handed it to her.

"Thanks, I'll call you."

"Kay, good night." He said weakly.

"Night." She said positively beaming. She walked him to the door and they repeated the good bye before she closed and locked the door, had they been able to see through the door they would have seen them both go 'Yes!' to no one in particular.

House came through the door half an hour after Chase had left to find an omelet on the stove along with sausages and bacon and hash browns.

"Good lord! What's this?" House asked as he walked into the kitchen taking off his jacket.

"I felt happy so I decided to cook." Evie answered still beaming.

"Why are you happy?" asked House suspiciously.

"I have a date tomorrow." She said practically dancing around the kitchen.

"With who?" House asked his eyes narrowing to slits in his face.

"Do you really think I am that stupid? You would skin him and cook him before he came to pick me up! Now how many sausages would you like?"

House stormed into Chases examining room to see him looking in the ear of an eighteen year old kid who looked like he was trying to be the next eminem.

"You asked out my sister!" He yelled at Chase who had spun around at the unannounced entry. He had been on edge all morning waiting for this to happen.

"Well, I mean…uh…."Chase thought he was going to swallow his tongue.

"So you admit it! I knew it was you!" House looked insanely triumphant.

"Dude!" The eighteen year old raised his hand signaling a high five, Chase ignored him.

"You mean Evie didn't tell you?" Chase felt like he was digging a hole.

"No, she is way to smart for that, and that is Evelyn to you…no Miss House!"

"Dude!"

"Oh shut up." Both Chase and House said at the same time.

"You have to cancel." House said matter-of-factly.

"What? No!" Chase wasn't about to go down without a fight he really liked Evie and wasn't about to turn down the only chance he had to see her again. House stared at him.

"You are going to cancel!" House said louder.

"Cancel what?" Evie walked into the room. Today she was wearing blue jeans that fit like a glove, a black sweater that bared her entire midriff and a white vest, with black boots that had high heels.

"Doo-hoode!" Everyone looked at the kid. "Sorry," he said meekly.

Evie looked from House to Chase who were glaring at each other. Then it hit her.

"You told him?" She said weakly looking imploringly at Chase. He looked at her.

"No! I mean yes, I mean he tricked me!" Evie turned her cold stare to House.

"Greg!"

"What?" House looked down at her innocently.

"Don't what me! Chase and I are going on that date whether you like it or not!" Oh no, She had called it a date, she wasn't even sure it was a date. Why did she have to go and say that?

Chase looked at her. "So it's a date?" She looked at him trying to judge his emotion. He looked happy, or was he mocking her?

"Um…yes?" His smile grew. She smiled too. House looked at them both.

"Hello!" He drew their attention back to himself.

"Oh, sorry, Greg, I brought you a turkey sandwich." She handed him a small paper bag she had been holding. He continued to scowl at her, taking it. She then turned back to Chase. "Um, I was wondering whether or not you would like to go to coffee?" Please say yes please say yes!

"Sure. I will just finish up here. If you would like you can wait in my office until I am done."

"Great." She smiled and walked out the office; House followed her and grabbed her arm. He was about to continue ranting when over the loud speaker came.

"Dr. House, Please report to Dr. Cuddy's office, Dr. House." He scowled at Evie like it was her fault and said.

"This isn't over." And he stalked off. Evie walked into Chase's office it was very neat she liked that.

Evie sat down in the chair across from Chase's chair and waited. He soon came back and they left together.