Cameron abruptly woke up from her brief nap. She was doing paperwork and put her head down after the very long day. She awoke to find herself in Chase's room, where she had settled down for the night to finish paperwork while keeping an eye on him. She looked up to see Chase still sleeping. He'd better be; she had him heavily sedated enough so he would catch up on all that deprived sleep. He looked so peaceful like a sweet innocent little child. She was enjoying watching him sleep. This is the first full night sleep he has had in weeks and from the outside it looked like it was doing wonders.

Cameron admitted Chase to a very private room under a false name and granted access to approved staff only. It was a practice not uncommon to the hospital for high profile patients who needed anonymity. Cuddy was off for the next two days so the team had very little time to work, but at least they had some time.

After few hours later Chase started to wake. He opened his eyes to see Cameron working. "Why am I here?" he asked still feeling groggy.

"Your options are to deal with us or we get you a nice rubber room up in the psych ward." replied Cameron.

"All I needed was some sleep. I feel much better." replied Chase.

"I'm sure you did. Once you start answering all our questions, then we all will feel much better."

"Cuddy will figure out what you and House are up to. People saw me come in through the ER last night. You know I won't be able to stay here long."

"Cuddy is out for the next few days, and House usually knows how to manipulate her to get his way. As for the ER, I officially discharged you last night. You have a bad virus that we can monitor from your home. You have been ordered to stay away from work for two weeks. That should be all it takes to explain your absence. You are in here under a fake name with a fake illness and have been given VIP privacy status."

"I don't know what you want from me." Chase said desperately.

"Chase, we only want to help." Cameron walked over to him and sat down beside him in the bed. "Something isn't right with you and as a team we look out for each other. We all thought it was better to give you time to deal with this privately because we know it is important to you. You have been forced to rely on yourself since you were a teenager. Eventually, we all need help from others."

"Are you better at giving advice than taking it Allison?" Chase said in a biting tone.

"Now I know why I never liked my psych rotation." Cameron said as she went back to her paperwork. "Just let me know when you are ready to talk." They sat there for a while in silence.

Chase watched her work. He began to smile a little. "You know, you can be a cute when you are this feisty."

Cameron smiled back. "I guess the sleep did do you well. You are showing a sense of humor for once."

"Come over here and let's at least have a normal conversation." said Chase. "You can fill me in on all the latest hospital gossip."

"Okay, I need a break anyway." Cameron said and walked back over to him.

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Later that morning Foreman arrived for his turn. He found Cameron and Chase talking and laughing. "Wow, what did I miss?" Foreman said. "Wilson and House practical jokes on each other." said Cameron. "Chase gets to hear everything about those two. He was catching me up."

"Is it your turn to baby-sit?" Chase asked Foreman cheekily. He and Cameron then both started laughing at that comment.

"I'm here for my neurological consult." Foreman said as he sat down, opened up the paper, kicked up his feet on the desk and started reading.

"I'm sorry Foreman," said Cameron as she tried to stop laughing. "I'm a little slap happy right now due to lack of sleep. Tag, you're it. Chase, I will check in on you later."

"Look, both of you," said Chase, "if it means you two can get back to doing real work, I'll try to answer your questions."

"Okay," said Cameron, "but be prepared. We have all day. Our case load has been nil for a while."

Chase got slightly frightened, but decided to cooperate anyway. "Okay, let's see what happens." he said.

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The team assembled again in the conference room. "House," Cameron said into the speaker phone, "Chase did talk with us, but he is still holding back so many things and avoiding some questions. The day was productive, but not near where we need to be. We had to stop after a while because we were exhausting him. He had moments where he couldn't concentrate."

"So what do we know?" House asked.

"He started having dreams about his mother right around the time you were shot. He hadn't slept well in weeks when he met Althea, the patient who was an empath. She sensed he was having some emotional issues and tried some empathic healing techniques. Just before his panic attack, they had a conversation where she indicated she was near the end and wouldn't stop pleading with him to deal with some things. He feels sad about not being there when she died because he was sleeping after the panic attack."

"That's all he would reveal? Did he talk about anything in his past, like his suicide attempt or what happened with his mother?"

"He won't talk about that." said Cameron. "We figured out his suicide attempt happened in the same year his mother died while he was in the seminary, but we don't know if it is before or after. He said when was not important."

"You accepted those answers?" asked House.

"Standard psychotherapy procedures require us to not rush the patient. This isn't a physical issue, it is psychological. To deviate from those standards would require and actual psychologist with training."

"We can't do that. You know the code, what happens with the team…you get my drift. Anyway, this isn't a standard situation. We have no time. From what very limited information you have given me, I have this figured out. His case is too easy. The shooting triggered some sort of trauma just because of its shocking nature. He didn't see it coming much like a shocking event in his past. The empath felt the feelings starting to surface and called him out on it. Her death triggered the same guilt complex that he has carried all these years over his mother. How much do you want to bet he is hiding a traumatic event related to his mother?"

"House if we are talking about a traumatic event or shock, it could take months of inpatient therapy to address that." said Wilson.

"Right," agreed House, "we need something quicker. Cuddy is back the day after tomorrow and I need my doctor back."

"Whoa," said Foreman, "rushing anything that deep emotionally could cause a worse trauma to his cognitive abilities. His brain could lock the world out. We had trouble today with simple questions."

"I know what could happen. Let's focus on what likely will happen."

"Uh," Cameron replied, "we force him to deal with a trauma he can't deal with and he goes into cognitive disassociation?"

"Look, it fits. 50 bucks he likely tried suicide after his mother died and not before. He is a powder keg waiting to explode. This has gone on too long. We need something radical."

"What are you suggesting?" Cameron asked very skeptically.

"EMDR."

"Eye Movement Desensitization and Reprocessing?" replied Foreman with disbelief. "That method is popular with highly traumatized war veterans with extreme Post Traumatic Stress Disorder. It also involves an 8 phase approach, not to mention detailed planning and intense cooperation from the patient."

"Yes, it would have to be performed in a modified form. We would rush a few phases and then go on straight to the stimulation part. Intense anxiety from single trauma can be almost completely relieved in six hours."

"Yes, but wasn't that was intended to be six hours over multiple sessions?" asked Wilson.

"Well, we only have one day." replied House.

"Come on House, this is insane. We don't know for sure that this is a post traumatic stress problem. This is Chase we are talking about, not some lab rat. Also, doing that much therapy to him in such a short period of time could be dangerous both mentally and physically." Foreman argued.

"It is traumatic stress. All the symptoms are there. Anyway, we will know because he is going to tell us what happened. He has to come clean in order for this to work." said House.

"He won't talk to us. The risks are too great." replied Cameron. "He is better off staying a few months in psych."

"If that happens, his career is over." House pleaded.

Cameron, Foreman, and Wilson couldn't argue with that comment. They looked at each other with resignation knowing he was right.

"I'll talk with him." said House. I know something that will get him to talk."

"Who is going to do this therapy?" said Foreman. "I don't know of any experts in this hospital."

"I am. Simple eye movement stuff. I'll need help from all of you though because we are going to have to constantly calm our patient down." replied House. "Wilson, get over here right now. I have a young doctor to visit."

Wilson threw a skeptical glance at Cameron and Foreman and then left the room.

"We need to talk to Chase first, before House gets to him. Hopefully we can get through to him first." Cameron said to Foreman.

"We better go now." replied Foreman and they raced out of the room.