The current was strong, but he eventually caught onto a long branch and held on tight. He was now sure that they had wanted to kill him to keep a secret. The secret was that they were coming up with toxic treatments just so that they could make money and they were killing kids, maybe even some adults.
His vision blurred a bit and he realized that he must be in worse condition than he had thought. Chase was fighting to remain conscious because he knew that he had to in case he had a concussion. Sleeping with a concussion was bad and could lead to a coma.
But when he finally came onto land, he lost the battle and was dead to the world before he knew it.
House was actually in on time and the first thing he noticed was that Chase wasn't in yet. Funny, he thought. Chase was usually the first one in on any normal day and the first day he comes in early and there's no Chase wasn't a coincidence. He shrugged. It could be for all he knew.
Cameron and Foreman were the second ones in and they had the same thought as House, only they thought something was wrong. Never had there been a day where they came in and didn't see Chase sitting at the table with a crossword puzzle, it was just wierd.
"House maybe he's hurt," Cameron expressed her worry.
"Or maybe he's hiding, I knew he had a reason to not be here and that could very much be your fault," House said sarcastically.
"House there was never a time where he was ever not here," Cameron reminded.
"Yeah and it could just be because you slept with him," House remarked.
Foreman laughed and Cameron glared at the two. So what she had slept with Chase, but that didn't mean that he was hiding from her. He never ever did that although he did avoid confrontations and that was it.
House was worried but he didn't show it. Besides he didn't want to get all hyped up for nothing.
Cuddy came and House immediately replied, "Gosh here comes mommie and no there is no Chase. Whatever am I going to do!"
Cuddy ignored him as she let some stranger in. House's eyes narrowed. He was young, handsome,(although he would never admit it), and he had on a suit. He didn't trust this guy one bit and he hoped the guy took a hint and left.
"I'm William Taylor and I'm a detective. I'm afraid that there's a problem," he said.
"Does it have to do with the hospital, Cuddy will get mad. The hospital is her baby," House remarked.
"Nope, a co-worker I believe by the name of Dr. Robert Chase," William answered.
House cringed and the other ducklings gasped. Yup, he should have known that there was a problem when Chase didn't come in.
An old couple was arguing over who would brew the coffee. She didn't want to because she did it every day and he never did anything. Now they were outside of the hut and it was just getting worse.
She neared the river to get some water and muttering profanities under her breath. He was a no good idiot and he was always going to be that way. She should have listened to her sister when she had been alive.
She gasped noticing a young man unconscious and his lips were a little blue. She called to her husband and tried to find a pulse and eventually found one when her husband came.
It was a good thing that her husband took cpr classes. He instantly started it and motioned for her to call 9-1-1. She placed the call and came back in time to see that it obviously worked because the young man was breathing on his own and on his side.
"Is he going to be okay," she asked.
"Yup, he instantly began to breath after five minutes of cpr," her husband replied.
"Any brain damage," she asked hesitantly.
She knew that if he had been deprived for so long that'll he'll have brain damage and that was what she was afraid of. If she hadn't been arguing, she flinched as she thought of what would have happened.
"Nope, but I accidentally broke some ribs. At least he's breathing," he added.
She was glad too, now all they had to do was wait for the ambulance.