Chapter 2, thanks for the positive reviews for chapter one! School work and the fact that Mum doesn't let me do anything but homework on the computer during the week might slow me down from updating a bit.
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Chase paced the corridor outside the conference room with one thought going through his head Oh Shit, I'm married! He kept trying to probe it out of his mates but they wouldn't budge. "Just wait and you will see!" they kept saying.
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Cameron was bored. She had cleaned everything that could be cleaned in the lab, done all of House's mail and all her clinic hours, so she decided to call her best friend up and go for lunch early with her. Dialing the number she then lifted the phone to her ear.
"Hello?" she said when her friend picked up.
"Hi!" Shelly said on the other end of the line.
"I'm bored, wanna go for lunch?" Cameron said in a pleading voice.
"Sure, meet you at the cafeteria in 5," Cameron hung up the phone and promptly walked to the lift. She passed Chase on the way from the lab.
"You OK?" she asked sympathetically.
"Besides the fact that my day has been absolutely crap, not a problem," Chase said, apparently still in a rage.
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"What do you mean Chase is married?" Wilson said sitting opposite House in the glass walled office.
"That's what he said, don't you love boys' weekends?" House said, throwing his giant tennis ball over to Wilson in a weird backward throw.
"Yeah, that's why I changed my telephone number and moved as soon as I got out of med school," Wilson replied.
"Finally, Cuddy makes her grand entrance," House said, glancing up to see Cuddy walking towards the room they were in. "You took your time today! I'm guessing I am meant to be in the clinic?"
"No, actually, I want you to give this to Chase," Cuddy said, handing him an envelope with Chase's name and the hospitals address scrawled on the front.
"Ok then," House said, taking the letter, "Will do ma'am," As soon as Cuddy had exited the room, House threw the email on the floor in the vague direction of the conference room.
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"What was that in the diagnosis with Chase before?" Cameron playfully probed Shelly.
"Is it normal for someone to drive you nuts still after 3 years?" Shelly answered Cameron, taking a bite of her sandwich.
"I dunno," Cameron said, "seems like you still drive Chase nuts as well,"
"Every time we are in the same room we end up yelling at each other,"
"That's normal," Cameron assured her, "What was he like in med school?"
"Same as now, I guess," Shelly said with a mouth full.
"How was the weekend, did you catch up with your old friends in New York like you were going to?" Cameron asked, changing the subject.
"Yeah, same as always, have fun, get drunk and be stupid. Honestly, I think I'm bored of it," Shelly said, not impressed with Cameron's new choice of topic. Her mobile phone beeped in her pocket, indicating a message so she took it out and checked it. "I'm so sick of these dumb messages my friends I went on the weekend with send me."
"Lemme see," Cameron said, taking Shelly's phone from her.
"How is holy matrimony?" Cameron said confused, "What on earth is that about?"
"I don't know, but it is really starting to get on my nerves. Apparently I did something stupid while I was drunk," she said, shoving her phone back in her pocket.
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Chase sat in the conference room quietly, trying to hold his frustration in. He figured doing a crossword wouldn't help so he decided to read the newspaper.
"Hey, what's up" Cameron said, entering the room.
"Can you help me?" Chase said in a mumble.
"Pardon?" Cameron said, not believing that she heard the always capable Chase ask for help.
"Can you help me?" he repeated, this time even more mumbled.
"What's wrong?" she said, picking up an apple and sitting down opposite him with a self satisfied smile.
"On the weekend, I was with my friends drunk, and they played what they thought was a joke. Apparently I am married," Chase wined, picking up his pencil and putting it in his mouth.
"And let me guess, you don't know who to?" Cameron said, now with a devious smile. Chase just nodded in reply.
"They say I know her," Chase mumbled a couple of seconds later.
"That's really helpful," Cameron said, getting up and walking over to her bag to get her laptop.
"What are you doing?" Chase asked.
"Public records, if you got married, it should be recorded somewhere," Chase sighed.
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After an afternoon of searching, Cameron and Chase had come up with nothing. Public records wouldn't let them access anything, Cameron had also tried getting it out of one of Chase's friends to no avail. "Where were you for the weekend anyway?"
"New York," Chase replied.
There was an awkward moment of silence before the penny dropped. "Oh shit," Cameron said.
"What?" Chase asked.
"Um…I have to go," Cameron said, getting up in a hurry, grabbing her phone out of her pocket. She had just realized the match. They were both in New York, they were both drunk and they were both with their devious friends who knew their pasts.
"Hey, do you have a minute?" Cameron said to the person on the other end.
