Chase smiled down at the little girl. She made him unusually happy and he didn't want it to end, but he didn't think he could take care of her. She needed someone that was ready to have children and a place where there were both parents. The social worker smiled falsely to the little girl and held out her hands.

Maddie shook her head and hid behind Chase. She didn't want to leave this nice man and be with that stranger. She was scared until Chase told her everything was fine and that she would be happy where she was going. Maddie didn't think so. Gramma and grampa told her that all the time before they whacked her with a broom or burned her with a cigarette. She was not certainly going to be fine.

Chase didn't seem mad at all and that was what Maddie liked. That he'd be patient with her even though she refused to do something. He dressed her up and made her pretty too. Her little brain couldn't comprehend much, but she knew that she wanted to be with someone nice and that was him.

"Pwease," Maddie cried.

"Maddie," Chase said going to her level. "Sometimes you will be scared but remember, you are also brave."

"Bye," Maddie said sadly.

As Chase watche her go, House came beside him. Chase couldn't take House right now so he turned to leave, he stopped him.

"So that's it, your just going to let her leave," House asked.

"What do you want me to do," Chase said trying to get past him.

"You two are happy together. I'd think that you'd want to keep your own blood," House said.

"That's not the point, what the point is-wait how d'you know about my daughter," Chase asked.

House paused for dramatic effect.

"I talked to the grandma before she went to jail," House replied. "But that is not the issue. I think you should do some serious thinking really quick. Either you take her and be happy for years to come or you don't and you will both be miserable and when she's sixteen, she'll hate you. Besides I'm the only one allowed to be miserable," House added.

Chase did what was so out of character for him and hugged him. Both looked shocked but Chase recovered first to go over to the social worker.

"Hi, what's up," she asked.

"I've got to talk..." Chase said.

A/N: I'm not going to give away what happens. Please review and tell me how you like it. Depending on the reviews, I will do a sequel which takes place after this, but until then, it will be you's imagination