Oky doky, I'm back! Sorry this took a while, but all the internet was always in use, and I just got over writer's block.

Thanks to all my lovely reviewers! So Chase is Melburnian, is he? Hmm, that must be what's wrong with him :grrin: Thanks again to KatKnits00 who again pointed out my glaring mistake. I'm working on it.

Disclaimer: Don't own House MD or any other thing

Warning: Much fluffyHouse, I think. Also angstyChasey. Also, I have left the realms of real medicine. (I think) I like this anmesia thingy.

Chapter Six: One Solved, Another Stays

Warmth…Robert was strolling merrily down a beach. It was so very warm here… There was a sea before him, and beyond that, a glittering land in the far distance. He saw a boat on the sea and headed towards it. He didn't mind; in the real world he was in pain, but here the sea promised a painless eternity. He climbed into the boat and was just setting sail when a pair of hands grabbed him and hauled him back roughly. 'Don't go, Chase…there are people here who love you…' A small patch of heat was on his forehead…he was rising up, up…

House's lips lingered on Chase's forehead for a moment. 'Don't go, Chase…there are people here who love you…' It was the closest House would ever go to uttering those three little words, and he wasn't even sure of his feelings for the blond intensivist yet.

Suddenly Chase stirred, making an indistinct mumbly noise in his throat. House pulled back quickly, in time to see Chase's cerulean eyes blink sluggishly a few times, then open.

'Chase?' House asked cautiously. 'How do you feel?'

Chase moaned and stretched. 'I suppose that question means that I've been out of it for a while?'

'A whole week. And a very long week it was. I thought wombats hibernated.'

Chase grinned. 'They don't. Ouch!' He put a hand to his slowly healing wounds.

'Yep. And the drug we gave you will slow the healing down. That's the price you pay.'

Chase sighed. 'Where are the others?'

House grinned wickedly. 'Catching up on the clinic hours I lost trying to help you.'

'House,' Chase sighed exasperatedly.

Inexplicably, House laughed.

Foreman, Cameron and Wilson were all sitting in the diagnostics room, having received a page from House. They were a little agitated and anxious, not knowing whether House would bring them good news or bad news.

The door slid open and House limped in, pushing a wheelchair. And sitting in the wheelchair, smiling his sunbeam smile, was Chase!

House pushed Chase to the table, then limped off in search of coffee, leaving Chase sitting there.

'How're you feeling, Chase?' Cameron asked happily.

'Quite well, thankyou, doctor…' Chase trailed off. 'I can't see your nametag from here, sorry.'

'Chase, it's me, Cameron. Don't you remember?'

Chase frowned. 'There's something…but I can't remember…I know your face…'

Foreman hurried quickly out of the room as Chase began to panic.

'House!'

'What?' House called irritably from beside the coffee vending machine.

'Chase still has amnesia.'

When House got back into the room, the young intensivist was in a full-blown panic. He was sweating in fear, his eyes wide, gasping for breath, having pushed the chair away into the furthest corner of the room, and eyeing Wilson and Cameron warily.

House quickly limped over to Chase and placed a hand on his shoulder. Then, to the complete astonishment of everyone there, he began to speak soothingly to Chase – or as soothingly as House got.

'Chase, settle down. Settle down, look at me.'

Chase looked up at him, his blue eyes huge with fright. Slowly he began to relax. Chase felt more secure when House was there, as the memories stirred in his mind.

House felt the tension subside from the shoulder beneath his hand.

'We have to do something Cuddy! I won't have him following me around all day like a lost puppy!'

'We can't just leave him somewhere in the hospital, House! He goes into a fully-fledged panic attack every time you leave him alone. He'll have to hang around with you.'

'He can't be useful. He couldn't make a diagnosis.'

A smirk appeared on Cuddy's face. 'I see only one solution to this.'

'What?' House asked suspiciously.

'You'll have to take leave and have Chase live with you until he gets his memory back. If he is in an environment where he is around the only thing he can remember all the time, his memory might come back faster.'

'But I have patients, Cuddy!' House said quickly, trying to get out of this mess. 'You trust those two not to mess up while I'm gone?'

'You can phone in every day if you like,' Cuddy replied. 'But I'm not taking no for an answer.'

For the first time in a long time, House could think of nothing to say.

'You can sleep on the couch. Bathroom's through there, that's my room there – you're not to go into that. Touch any of my stuff and you'll be having an up close and personal meeting with my cane. Understood?'

Chase nodded.

'Good. Now hurry up and get your memory back.'

Chase laughed. 'It's not like it'll happen on command, House.'

House merely plonked himself down on the couch, put his leg up on the coffee table and switched on the TV.

'House?'

'Mm?'

'What if my memory never comes back? What if I'm like this forever?'

'You won't be,' House replied, eyes never leaving the TV screen.

'How do you know?' Chase challenged. 'It's not you who's suffering here! Bloody hell, d'you think I want to forget every time you leave? D'you think I want to just remember you, and nothing else?' Tears threatened him. 'D'you think that I want to be reliant on you?'

House looked at him. An odd sort of twinge was in his eyes as he stared. He blinked once and replied sardonically, 'Gee, that sounds like fun.' His tone changed. 'Could've been worse you know. You could only have remembered Foreman.' He stood abruptly. 'Night, Chase.'

House limped off, leaving the young Australian sitting there, terribly confused about the mixed signals he thought House was giving him. As he curled up under the blankets on the couch, he felt the beginnings of shame, and fear.

Oky doky, another chapter gone! Getting closer to HouseChase, I promise!

Next Chapter: How Chase's anmesia will bring them together

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