Chapter Fifteen

House walked into Evie's room and was utterly stunned at what he saw. She was up and fully dressed, in jeans and a hoody.

"What do you think you are doing?" House asked she ran into the bathroom getting her stuff together.

"I am going home." Evie replied coldly.

"Oh no you are not! You are here for observation." House said surprised at his sister who wanted to be a doctor disregard this fact. She looked up at him. He noticed instantly that she had been crying, hard.

"I am going home, and that isn't up to you or anyone else!" She was upset, and House instantly knew why.

"What did Chase do?" House demanded.

"Nothing Greg." House moved so he was blocking the door.

"Tell me." He demanded again. Evie was looking at the floor.

"It's over," Evie said quietly, House stared down at his little sister. He wanted to yell and rant and rave and scream about how he knew Chase would hurt her. But he couldn't, he just stepped aside. "Thank you." Evie slowly walked out of the room, Cameron was waiting in the hall to give her a ride.

Chase was at the side of the road with his head on the steering wheel. What had he done? He had single handily thrown away they best relationship he had ever had. He loved Evie so much and now she was gone.

"Damn it!" He punched the dash board but that didn't help, it made things worse, now he had a throbbing pain in his hand. He looked over at the passenger seat and saw the tape staring at him. He made a decision; he put his truck in the drive and took off.

He arrived at his apartment in five minutes. He moved across the living room to the TV. He put the tape in the VCR but stopped just before he pressed play.

'Here, watch it! I don't care anymore!' The words pounded in his ears as he paced around his apartment. Evie wasn't Marilyn. She was nothing like Marilyn. Evie loved him, well she did.

He grabbed the clicker and pressed play and instantly shut his eyes. There was screaming, but it was pain screams. Then he heard Evie's voice.

"It seems like a clean break, Oh god Aaron give him some morphine!" Chase opened his eyes. There was someone with a very wobbly hand holding the camera. There was a football player on a table in some sort of hospital room. There was blood everywhere because the guy's tibia was sticking out of his leg. There was the guy, who was at the hospital, administering morphine. Then it hit Chase, they were interning. This was the first night they had interned, and they had done it together. He put his head in his hands.

The tape jumped and he heard the guy say "I love you!" He looked up and saw the guy peck another guy on the cheek in what seemed like a waiting room. Evie was beside them laughing. "Poor Evie, all on her own." The guy said again. They were all laughing.

Chase felt sick. There was nothing going on, no sneaking around, nothing. That was why Evie laughed at first, because the guy was gay! Chase jumped up and started to pace around again. He grabbed his car keys and left the apartment.

"Chase has never really been great with women." Cameron said as she tried to navigate through the rain Evie's head was resting her forehead on the cold fogged up window.

"Oh yeah?" The way Evie asked it Cameron knew she didn't want the conversation to go any further.

"Okay you know Chase used to live in Australia right?"

"Yeah the accent kinda gave it away."

"Yeah well, before he came to New Jersey he was engaged to this girl Marilyn. On the day of their wedding Chase went to sneak in a hello to her before the ceremony and he caught Marilyn in bed with his best friend." Cameron waited for the words to sink in. "He has definite trust issues." They pulled up in front of House's apartment block.

"Thanks for the ride." Evie said coldly, she got out the car and went up to the apartment.

House walked into the apartment later on that evening. Evie was sitting on the coach staring into space not paying attention to the TV.

"Hey," House walked over to the back of the coach, Evie didn't respond. She was so like him it scared him sometimes. This was exactly what he did after a break up, just sit and ignores everyone and everything, including the heart ache. "You know I hate to say it but-

"What!" Evie yelled jumping off the coach and spun around to face House. "What Greg, what are you so sorry to say? That you were right? That I never should have liked Chase? That you knew he would break my heart from the very beginning? Is that it! Because I don't need to hear it, not now!" House stared at her completely unflustered.

"No actually I saw Chase at the Hospital." Evie stared at her brother. "And as much as I hate to say it, he is sorry, he wants to see you. He says he needs to explain." House stared at Evie.

"He had his chance." She turned to leave but House grabbed her by the arm.

"Don't let your pride get in the way! Don't be like me because when it comes to love there is no place for pride." Evie stood for a second then wrenched her arm away from him and stormed to her bedroom and slammed the door.

Chase stood outside the door of House's apartment, since House must not have delivered his message he decided to come over him self and apologize.

He knocked on the door. House opened it and stared down his nose at Chase.

"Is Evie here?" Chase asked.

"No." House answered.

"Where is she?"

"In California."

"What!" Chase yelled. House looked suddenly sad for some reason.

"You didn't expect her to stay somewhere where the only reason she was there had just spat in her face." Chase winced at the harshness of House's words. Then something dawned on him.

"She was only here because of me?" House stared back at him.

"Yes." His voice was insanely cold. Chase couldn't believe it she was gone, because of him. She was gone…

"No!"

"What?"

"No, I won't let here leave!"

"Good luck, she left fifteen minutes ago." Chase turned and started running down the hallway. "Chase," he stopped at House's voice. "No matter what she said, she is like me and I don't think she will be changing her mind any time soon." Chase couldn't believe it. He wouldn't!

"EVIE!" She stopped; her ticket was clutched in her fist. She knew that voice. Tears came into her eyes all too quickly. Why was he here? "Evie!" She turned Chase was standing about twenty yards away from her, a lot of people were staring at them, but Evie didn't care. "Don't leave." Why? Why should she stay? She turned and continued to walk; she didn't trust herself to talk.

"I love you!" She stopped, tears running down her face. She spun around. He was closer to her now.

"I loved you too, but you know what you threw my love back in my face when you thought I was having an affair! I loved you, I changed my entire life for you, and you think I would throw that away?"

"I thought I saw…" His voice was weak.

"You just jumped to conclusions! There was nothing that founded your beliefs! You didn't come to me! You didn't ask me though! Oh no, you started yelling at me in the hospital!" Chase had tears in his eyes but Evie didn't care she wanted to hurt him just as much as he hurt her. "So you know what Chase? I am done! I am leaving!" She started walking.

"Evie please…you don't understand." Chase said pleadingly.

Evie stopped at turned.

"Oh, yeah, I heard all about Marilyn." Chase looked directly at Evie. "Wow, Chase you had a broken heart, so does everyone else in this world. I didn't do anything to found such accusations. I went against my brother, to be with you! Do you really think I would risk my relationship with Greg if I was just going to through it away on a fling? No!" She looked at the ground trying to compose her self. She looked back at Chase. "You broke my heart, and now I am left to pick up the pieces." She turned and walked away.