Chase absolutely refused to take a ride in House's motorcycle to just do a B&E. House tried ridiculing him and everything, but finally out of frustration, he threatened to fire him if he didn't just get on the damn motorcycle. Chase crossed his arms and after two minutes finally did as he was told.
At the patient's house, House picked the lock and both of them went separate ways; Chase to the left and House to the right. The place was a complete mess and looked like the place had been vacant for a while now. They met in the living room.
"This place must have been vacant for a while," Chase commented.
"It could be worse and the vacancy isn't a suprise. She's been in the hospital for seven days now," House scathed.
"She could just have malaria for all we know," Chase mumbled.
House looked at him strangely and Chase pointed to the picture on the mantel. It must have been the husband and from the looks of it, he had been to Africa not too long ago. Both Chase and House looked at each other, now the stakes got so much higher.
All of them were now in the conference room and Cameron was sharing her results from the ultrasound with them. Apparently though, she found more than just bleeding in the lungs. There was bleeding in the stomache now also, which was the most likely reason that Mrs. Webb wasn't very hungry.
"Okay so what explains headaches, adominal discomfort, vomiting, and fever," House asked going over to the board.
"Malaria, encepalitis, and Yellow fever," Chase suggested. At their pointed looks he added," The guys been to Africa for goodness sake and he's dead."
Foreman gave a pointed look before adding, " There are a lot of diseases that are in Africa and so far I think it's Malaria. Look at the symptoms."
"We have been but now we have the symptom massive internal bleeding," Cameron added.
Chase was busily getting himself coffee and looked over when she said that.
"She also has about ten million little viruses in her body," Cameron continued.
House looked over at them.
"Those diseases wouldn't explain these new symptoms," House looked over at Chase.
"This disease is copying those like Malaria," Chase said with a shrug.
"Okay ask the woman what part of Africa she's been to," House ordered.
Cameron and Foreman left leaving House alone with Chase. He was now more worried than ever and now that they hadn't come any closer to finding the disease.
"How many days has it been," House finally asked.
"Well four days ago I was thrown up on, so what does that tell you," Chase asked with a hint of annoyance.
"You should be fine, what haven't you been telling me?" House asked.
"Nothing," Chase mumbled before rushing out of the conference room past Cameron and Foreman.
"Follow him," House ordered.
They turned around to do just that.
Chase leaned over the toilet emptying his stomache. Each time he retched, blood mixed vomit came up and it burned his throat. He vomited again when the other two came in.
"Are you okay," Cameron asked hesitantly biting her lip and looking over to Foreman.
House put his cane in front of them to keep them from going any further. Both looked at him in shock, waiting for him to explain.
"He's contagious, if your going to go near him, suit up. You," he said pointing his cane at Chase. "You caught whatever Mrs. Weber has."
"Brilliant diagnosis," Chase mumbled trying to clear his head.
He became very dissy and passed out.
"Go get the nurses STAT and make sure they're covered up," House ordered quickly.
This was turning into one big nightmare and House wished he could just wake up from it.