-Ch 14-

"This is insane! No one's going to believe House and I are married!"

"No? You forgetting pretty much everyone already thinks we're dating? Almost as many people who think Wilson are I are an old married couple. You should see the betting pools! There's shipper wars! A lot of people are going to be getting very rich off this." House grinned wider. "And lucky, lucky me I'm one of them!"

"...you bet that we're a couple?"

"Duh. Got in on it right after I found out about Wilson's plan!"

"But you're the one they're betting on… That's not fair."

House shrugged. "I ordered Cameron to place the bets."

"I want half."

"I already promised Cameron half."

"Then I want half of your half." He countered.

House snorted.

Chase rolled his eyes then shook his head. "This is stupid. I'm a doctor, so by default I'm always under a doctor's supervision. I'll be fine. If we need to let Cuddy think you're with me fine, but it's completely un-necessary for you to actually be there!"

"Just give up. You're not going to win, and I'm not spending the next week arguing with you until I let you out!" House ordered.

"A week!" Chase squawked trying to sit up.

House shoved him back down glaring at him. "At the very least. Keep going and I add time. You're not going anywhere until you're no longer in danger of ripping out your stitches and dying if you sneeze!"

Chase huffed giving up on that argument for now. "I still don't think anyone will buy House and me as a married couple." He complained to Wilson.

"What? Because you're such a manly man?" House asked smirking.

"No, because who in their right mind would marry you?" Chase snarked right back at him.

"Awww! I'm crushed! Wilson! Can you believe how my life partner is speaking to me! I'm going to have emotional scars!" House sniffed, hiding his glee that Chase was getting snarky with him again.

Wilson just grinned and stayed out of it.

Chase smirked at House. "Plus every one knows we broke up already. Remember all the dates I got out of that?" Chase smiled fondly at the memory.

House sniffed. "A brief separation. For some reason I decided to take you back and marry your slutty ass. You must be a good lay."

Chase let out a bark of laughter. "Please. Clearly I took you back despite the way you broke my heart and left me wounded and seeking comfort it hot nurse arms."

"And I'm a fantastic lay." He added.

"You must be, I took you back after you slutted your way though the whole hospital nursing staff! That's love."

Chase opened his mouth, then stopped and pouted realizing he'd lost. "Do we have to tell the others about your plan?"

"You bet your ass. In fact we're registered at Bed, Bath, and Beyond. Do you have any idea the wedding shower presents doctor's give? They're loaded!"

"House!"

"Oh come on. There's a mixer on that list. It even tells you how to make drinks!"

Chase pouted, then smirked. "Fine, but I expect a ring. A Nice one! With diamonds."

"Ah-ha! You're just after me for my money! I should have known!"

Chase sniffed haughtily. "Please. Like I need your money. I'm Mr. Yachting and Polo Pony remember? Maybe you're after my money! You gold digging hussy!"

Wilson sat back watching in amusement as House and Chase bickered over who broke up with who, and who was the gold-digger in the relationship. Chase seemed to have completely forgotten he was supposed to be having a nervous breakdown over being in the hospital.

Wilson would never admit it to House's face but damn he was good!