The seconds seemed like hours as Chase stood there with his eyes closed, scared for what was going to happen. Finally, he opened his eyes again, but nothing has changed.
''You don't want to do this.'' He tried to say as calm as possible. Even though he hadn't been scared that often before, especially not after everything that happened to him in his childhood thanks to his parents. But the man holding the gun up to his chest made him scared. His heart was racing, and he tried to think of a way out, but there was nothing he could think of.
''You don't decide what I want to do and what not.'' The man said. He had looked so nervous before, but now he was holding the gun towards him with a steady hand.
''Are you going to sell them or use them?''
''Again, what do you care.''
''You know this is going to end bad either way right. Either you shoot me and the emergency response team is busting in and will shoot you, or I give you the drugs but you get arrested anyway.''
Even though he knew there was probably no way that he could talk himself out of this, he knew that if he could keep him talking, hopefully somebody would notice something was wrong. There was a security camera in the corner of the room, mostly hidden and he hoped that it was enough to have somebody notice them and call for help.
''I need those drugs, you don't understand!'' The man yelled at him.
''No, I don't understand why you are doing this, I am just trying to help you, but you know I can't give you that prescription.'' Chase said as he tried to speak as calm as possible, not wanting to stress the man out.
''If you lower the gun, there is still a way out of here.''
''That won't save my family'' The man hugged, holding the gun up to his head now.
House limped down the Cuddy's office. She had paged him in there and he knew she was going to get under his skin for not having a case.
''Usually I call and pay the woman, not the other way around.'' House said as he walked into he office, Cuddy replying to him with a large sigh.
''Are you going to take a case already?'' Cuddy complained as she moved some files away from her desk. Even when House did not have a case, she had to take care of all the complaints that came in about him.
''There is nothing interesting.''
''That is what you think, but at least that means it is going to be easy for you and maybe that will be less complaints to deal with for me!'' Cuddy sighed.
Before House could reply, there was knock on the door, door bursting open before Cuddy could answer.
''We have a situation.'' The nurse said, running in, panting.
''I hope it is important.'' Cuddy said annoyed. Her day had been insanely busy without everything going on with house and now there was something else going as well.
''Security just alarmed us, a patient is holding doctor Chase in one of the examination rooms of the clinic.'' The nurse said as Cuddy looked at her pager, which was going off as well.
''Why is this hospital not on lockdown yet!?'' Cuddy said as she got up.
Hurrying down to the clinic, they were stopped by security and police that had gathered around the cubicle, wearing bulletproof vests.
''You need to step back.'' One of the policemen told Cuddy as she was pushed back as well.
''What is the situation?''
''We are not sure, he is not making any demands.'' The man explained.
Other patients were brought outside as they were locking the clinic down.
''Make sure all patients are brought to general.'' Cuddy said nervous. This was not the first time they had this situation and it was something she had never wanted to see happen again, but yet here it was.
House tried to peak through the blinds. Chase was standing with his hands up, the man with the gun was not visible.
''Can somebody already get in there?''' he asked cranky. He hated seeing Chase, a member of his team he valued so much, standing there scared at gunpoint.
''If we do, we run the risk that he shoots your doctor anyway.'' The agent told them and Cuddy nodded understanding.
''What is the plan.''
''We give him an hour in case he makes a demand.'' The agent said and she nodded. The last thing she wanted was things to get worse. They would not lose Chase and hopefully this would all end well still.
They sat around waiting for a few minutes. All they wanted to do was stop this, but there was nothing they could do about this, even if they wanted to.
''We just got word that he was at another hospital a few weeks ago and they send him away for drug seeking behavior.'' The agent said as he came walking their way again, just having finished his phone call.
''How did you not know!'' Cuddy asked the head nurse of the clinic.
''He signed in under a fake name and with a fake ID.''
''You know who he is, you can arrest him anyway!'' House said to the agent, ''how is a bunch of pills worth more than the life of a young doctor.''
''I am just following protocol.'' The agent told him.
''House – step back.'' Cuddy said as she waved him to get back. ''Go stand with your team, you are not running this hospital.''
''Well you are not doing what you should.''
''Again, you are not running this hospital, step back.'' Cuddy said even more firm and he did so then. As long as the agents would do their job, he would get back for now.
''You know why he is doing this?'' Thirteen asked as he came walking their way.
''No. Drugs probably though. He was at another hospital a few weeks ago where he tried to get a prescription for painkillers. He tried with a lie then, apparently that didn't work well enough for him.'' House said angry.
Chase still had his hands up. His hands started to shake now it was taking so long.
''I can still try to help you.'' Chase offered.
''They want to hurt my family – if I let you out, can you help?'' The man finally asked.
''You are going to let me go?''
''Yes, but I want protection for my family.'' The man said.
''I can talk with the police, say you didn't harm me.'' Chase promised.
Finally the man nodded, opening the door with one hand, the gun still held up at Chase.
''Go on then!''
House looked as the door opened and Chase was about to walk outside when the man shot in him in the back with the gun. The whole clinic seemed to fall silent as the gunshot rang out.
Foreman, Thirteen and House were the first to move as Chase fell the floor. Blood started dripping from his neck and House went forward as fast as he could, worried about the man, but was immediately pushed back by security.
''Get down! Get down!'' Security yelled, the man stepping outside now, his gun still up.
''Drop the gun!''
''Chase!'' House yelled, trying to look from behind the desk he was hiding behind, but all he could see was blood streaming onto the floor.
And that is the ending of chapter 2! You are absolutely allowed to hate me. Anyway I hope you liked the continuation of this story. I promised some Chase whump and here it is! Thank you so much for reading, please let me know what you thought by leaving a review and hopefully till next time!
