sorry, i got some nasty grades(C+) on my report card, so I'm not allowed on the computer. I snuck on to right this...

Chase was sitting in the lounge while Cameron was in the kitchen, looking for breakfast.

"I'm not going."

"What's that," asked Cameron, sort of distracted.

"I'm not going to the funeral," he said. Cameron walked over to him. "Come on, of course you are."

"No, you said yourself he would know if I forgave him. He knows I don't."

"Well then I'll go by myself than."

"No, let's just leave today."

"Robert Chase, you and I are both going to that funeral."

"I don't think we should. What if…" he started, but really couldn't think of any 'what ifs'. "Fine, I'll go. But I am not talking to anyone." He sounded like a little kid and he knew it. "Well, let's go make breakfast, then," he said without much enthusiasm.

THREE HOURS LATER

The funeral seemed to take forever, and Cameron was forcing him to go to the restaurant later.

"This is a waste of time; I won't know anyone except my family. It's going to be all his friends." He pulled into the parking lot.

"Robert," Cameron said. He looked at her and she gave him a quick kiss. "It's going to be fine."

Chase forced a smile and got out of the car. They walked into the restaurant, and instantly tried to leave.

"Where are you going," Cameron demanded.

"Ex-girlfriend," said Chase.

"No, no, no, no, no," said Cameron, "You are going to talk to your family. That's why you're here." Cameron looked at the 'ex-girlfriend'. She was gorgeous. Blonde, thin, everything. The perfect woman and she was instantly jealous. She didn't know why but she was. The girl seemed to have spotted Chase, and she ran over.

"Oh… Robert," she squeed, and gave him a huge hug. Chase just stood there unsure of what to do.

"Umm… Hi Elizabeth."

"Robert, how have you been? We haven't seen each other since," she thought, and it looked painful, "since the last time we saw each other!" What is sad is she answered totally serious.

"It's been a while hasn't it," Chase replied, and the girl was still hanging on him. He looked at Cameron, hoping she would know what to do. She pointed to herself quickly.

"Lizzy, this is my girlfriend, Allison Cameron," he said. She looked over to Cameron. "Hi," she said, "So guess what Robby, I just got another photo shoot done. I was selling this perfume. They put me in the cutest little dress. It was light blue…"

"Ummm… Lizzy, did you know you are still hugging me," Chase asked nervously. 'Oh,' he thought, 'Ally isn't gonna be happy about this.'

"Yea, I know," she said. She continued to talk until Chase said he had to go to the bathroom.

"So," Elizabeth turned to Cameron, "What do you do for a living?"

"I'm a doctor," she said. 'I don't like her,' she thought.

"Your name is Allison? Can I call you Ally?"

"No," said Cameron, a bit annoyed.

"So Ally, do you like being a doctor," she said as if she didn't hear her.

"Yea, it's great," she said.

"Have you ever had a hard case you just couldn't solve?"

"I'm a diagnostician; it's my job to solve hard cases."

"Has anyone ever died?"

"Are you taking me on a guilt trip?"

"What's that?"

"I'm back," said Chase, running over to Cameron before Lizzy could wrap her arms back around him. "Well, Lizzy, it was nice talking to you. I'm gonna talk to some of my family before I have to leave for the states tomorrow."

"Can I have your number," Lizzy asked.

"Err… yea," Chase wrote his number on a napkin and gave it to her.

Cameron walked a few feet away from her with Chase close behind, and watched her as she left.

"Did you give her your real number," Cameron asked.

"Yea, should I have given her a fake one," he asked. He was worried now; he didn't want to screw things up with Cameron.

"It doesn't matter," said Cameron, but she sounded angry. "She isn't to bright, is she," laughed Cameron.

"Nope, probably a porn star by now. She was always sort of… weird."

"Oh, that's not nice."

"Well, I'm not gonna lie."

"Everybody lies," she giggled.

"Who are you, House," asked Chase, but he was also laughing.

"Well, I have never been so insulted in my life," she smiled. He kissed her in the forehead. 'Pretty and smart,' he thought. 'I finally got lucky.'