"I told you, I'm fine," Chase argued as Cameron looked him over and Foreman stood back watching in amusement.

"How could you be fine, if this is deadly, you could die," Cameron remarked calmly.

It had been exactly three hours since he had been thrown up on and Foreman was about ready to tell Cameron to quit mothering him since he seemed to be fine as it was already, but House had already paged them, therefore beating him to the punch.

"What is it House," Cameron asked annoyed when they were all accounted for.

"Second case don't worry, no vomiting," House added looking Chase over who rolled his eyes in annoyance.

"She is pregnant," Foreman said aloud reading the file over in shock.

"Yeah, and she likely has heart disease," House said.

"Meaning she'll need a new heart," Chase commented.

"Are you up for a good cause," House asked sarcastically.

Chase rolled his eyes and House looked at him suspicously. Mood swings or no, something was off and House realized it was just the embarrassment from being vomited on. He smirked.

"Tired of patients looking you over blondie," House continued.

"Why doesn't Wilson have the case," Foreman asked.

"Because he's an oncologist and heart disease is slightly different from heart cancer," House as usual made his point with sarcasm.

"Patient one is showing a fever of 105.4, vomiting, adominal pain, and the respiratory distress is worse," Cameron reported dutifully.

"Has she been out of town lately," House asked.

"No she had a husband who died though," Chase answered from his place where he was massaging his forehead with his fingers.

House looked shocked for a second before smirking.

"Fine you could get more information out of her since she trusts you sooooooo much," House ordered.

"Bugger off House your a bitch," Chase snapped but did exactly what he was told.

He left everybody stunned.

"Hey Miss," Chase said as he came into the patients room again.

She looked slightly confused. Chase blushed.

"Mrs.Webb have you been anywhere lately," Chase asked correcting himself.

Mrs. Webb seemed to be thinking for a second. Chase took the time to check her vitals and since he had probably been given whatever she had, he hadn't any worries about eye goggles for the moment. Everything seemed fine for the moment.

"No," she finally answered.

"You're sure," Chase asked.

"Yes," Mrs.Webb stated.

Chase nodded and left.

"She has around five million littleviruses in her body," Cameron announced later back in the conference room.

"No one could practically have that much unless they are immunocompressed," Chase reminded.

"Good for you then isn't it, you won't die from this," Cameron shot back.

Chase gave her a 'I'm annoyed at you but I'm going to ignore that comment' look while crossing his arms. House sat back amused now. He never seen Chase in all his career get so defensive like that. Heck maybe it was the prospect of maybe catching a fatal illness, House thought. Now, however, it was getting too much and he needed them to stay focused, he couldn't deal with arguements over nothing because they had a dieing patient to cure.

"Chase take two days off, don't thank me, though because you'll be your normal self by then," House added successfully covering his worries.

Chase gave a scathing look before leaving.

Chase took an extra day instead and successfully got House on his case about it. House wasn't one to worry though so Chase passed it as just getting out of clinic for not two but three days in a row. To be truthful, he felt awful and a headache to boot was such a pain. He was busy trying to get immersed in his crossword when House spoke.

"I thought I gave you two," House said.

"I took an extra from the vacation time I rarely get," Chase mumbled an excuse.

"Looks like you took the extra day in front of a toilet all day. You call that vacation?" House asked.

Before Chase could reply, the other two ducklings came in.

"No one's been out of state, but there's internal bleeding in her uterus," Cameron reported.

"Good girl, now you go do an ultrasound, Foreman my clinic and Chase we're breaking into the patient's home," House ordered.

Chase rolled his eyes. "Since when have I done a B&E with you?"

House didn't want them to think he was concerned for the youngest of the team, but with the symptoms getting worse, he didn't want to leave the intensivist alone.

"Since now."