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Angels

Cuddy looked up suddenly when Chase walked in. She had been going through papers upon papers, but not really being able to concentrate on them. How could she when two lives were held in the balance? How could she concentrate at all! Yet, being relieved for the first time that day of work, she turned her full attention to Chase as he sat in a chair in front of her.

"What's up?" she asked, looking at the expression on his face and knowing that something was wrong. "Did something get worse?"

Chase shook his head and just kept his wandering eyes away from her. Cuddy was getting especially curious now. "Want to tell me what's on your mind?"

Daring to look up, Chase just stared at Cuddy for a while without speaking. Both sat in silence, just staring at each other, Cuddy was trying to figure out what was going through his mind. "Chase...if you're going to tell me something, now's the time to say whatever it is that's on your mind."

Breathing in deep and saying it with total seriousness, Chase boldly looked at Cuddy's eyes and said, "I'm quitting."


Wilson rubbed his forehead painfully. So much had happened in the past few hours and it was stressful for him as well as everybody else who was working on Cameron and House. Again, the words of House ripped through his head. Wilson didn't know how they would get Cameron out of the coma. It was an impossible thing without House himself around to guide them. Heck, it was hard to pretty much handle anything alone without him. Wilson was guessing that it was best for Cameron to climb out of the coma herself, but House had sounded so serious...that he may actually break out of his room if needed be and show up in Allison's room. That--that something worse could happen if she didn't come out of it. Just something in House's tone of voice nagged Wilson's mind.

Looking up, Wilson stared at the still form of Cameron's body. She seemed so peaceful...like the world she was in was perfect. No hurt, no nothing. Maybe that was the case. After all, Allison Cameron was that kind of girl and that's what everybody loved about her...even House.

Wilson's attention snapped when he swore he heard Cameron murmur something. But that was impossible...she couldn't have. Yet, theory was of House, people in coma could hear what was going on around them and possibly respond if they were able enough. "Cameron?" he called softly, deciding to give House's theory a shot.

Allison's lips moved slowly again, but her voice was so low in whisper, that Wilson couldn't make out what she was saying. "Cameron...what?"

Wilson put his ear as close to Allison's lips as he could and listened carefully as she muttered, "Help him..."

"Who, Allison? Help who?"

"Greg...help Greg..." Cameron mumbled.

Wilson looked a little confused. "What's wrong, Cameron? Can you tell me that?"

"Save Greg...help him..."

"Can you tell me why?" Wilson tried again, wanting to know if this was some sort of coma-induced dream she was in or it was possible that she was seeing something that could happen.

"Wilson..."

His attention went full blast. She knew he was there. Was it possible that she was coming back? "Yes, Cameron? What's wrong?"

"Please help him..." she mumbled again.

"I will, Cameron. What's wrong with him?" Wilson asked.

"Don't let him die..."

Getting more and more confused, Wilson tried to fit the peices together of every utterance Cameron had made. Then, with one sentence, it all made sense to him:

"Don't let him kill himself..."


Cuddy was for sure that her mouth had dropped. She couldn't believe the words that Chase had just told her. Moreover...she didn't WANT to believe them.

Chase sensed her shock, but said nothing furthermore to explain. If anything, it was probably best that nobody knew but them anyway. Still, the way news spread thoughout THIS hospital, it'd be no surprise that everybody would know, anyway.

Being bold on her part, Cuddy asked, "Wh--Chase, please tell me you're not serious! I need you here! Especially now!" Cuddy surprised herself. She was starting to sound like House. She swallowed her shock. "I--do you just want to explain to me why?"

Chase shrugged. "I can't handle all this."

Cuddy felt her eyes bug out. "What the--Chase! We ALL can't handle it! What are you thinking? It's not just you!"

"I know that!" Chase surprised Cuddy by lashing out. "I--just can't, all right?"

She studied Chase for a mere moment then asked, "It's Cameron, huh? Or maybe it's House. Maybe it's the fact that you just can't handle seeing somebody you're so close to suffer again! It's like a childhood repeat to you, isn't it?" she hollered.

Yet, she knew that she had hit a nerve somewhere when Chase suddenly fell silent and sat back down in the chair in front of her. She struck gold...now, she just needed to convince him to stay...


Sorry it's so short, but I got ta project to finish!

JJ!