Disclaimer: nothing has changed since chapter one.
Summary: the same as in chap1
A/N: yay! Second chap! Thanks EVERYONE for the WONDERFUL reviews! It's been a real joy to read them! Especially since it's my first House MD fic…:) so thanks a lot! I can only hope you'll stick around and let me know what you think of this chap too. I sent replies to everyone who reviewd, except for the annonymous ones since there's no way to contact them, but thanks for the reviews:D Remember, I'm up for all criticism, and any ideas, Id love to hear what you have in mind, though I have a pretty distinct idea of where this is gonna go… though NAMES is something I am NOT good at, so if you got good names for me, do share! I hate "inventing" names…lol anywayz, ENJOY:D
chap 2
Chase was getting bored by this. It was the middle of February; the only interesting case he saw was boring runny noses for the past hour or so.
Nothing interesting, or noble in it. At all.
Chase was just heading to the Nurse's station to hand over the chart of his newest runny nose patient when he heard the screams right on his left. He couldn't see exactly what was going on, everybody were screaming and running away.
Running away from a man holding a woman with one of his arms, and a gun in his other.
'Come on! Can't this day get any worse!?' Chase thought, but nevertheless advanced the now half cleared area. He could hear the guy with the gun shouting at him to stop.
So he did, Chase raised up his arms, to show that he didn't mean any harm and said, "Hey there, I'm Dr. Chase. What's your name?" Chase said, moving with tiny steps towards him, behind him Chase could hear one of the nurses whispering him to stay where he is, and that she called security and they should be there any second.
Chase would have loved to ignore her, but what if the guy panicked and started shooting everywhere? He'd just need to stall him till security gets there. It shouldn't be too hard, they'll be right here. Right?
"Jack. What do you care?!" the man said with a puzzled look on his face. As if he was trying to understand what Chase wanted him to do, but was unable to understand him.
"Well, if you just let go of the gun, and this lady you're holding, I'm sure we can all sort this out Jack," Chase said advancing one step closer to him.
"Stop!" Jack said pointing the gun at Chase who immediately froze in his tracks.
"Okay. Just relax." Chase said and took one step back "why don't you tell me what's wrong?" Chase added, in effort to try and understand what this Jack wanted, maybe talking about himself will help him calm down. It does to most people. Then again, to some people it just makes them angrier. Let's hope Jack here is one of the former.
But of course, we're talking about Chase, so it was the later.
"What's wrong? What's WRONG!?" Jack said raising his voice to a screaming point. "What's wrong is that I've been waiting here for almost 5 hours that's what's WRONG! I don't understand you people! Open clinic, only no one ever really gets in do they?" Jack said advancing towards Chase with a very angry look in his eyes all the while, grabbing his hostage tighter. "I just want someone to check me, but I guess that's too much to ask isn't it?!" he said now pointing the gun at Chase accusingly, "you're a doctor right, with you're white coat and fancy stethoscope, why don't you take care of me?! Huh" Jack was very close to Chase now, he seemed a little disoriented, and from the close distance between them Chase noticed his pupils were dilated. Chase also noticed that he loosened his grip on the woman he was holding on to.
"Okay, you're right. You have waited too long. So why don't you leave this woman, and come with me and Ill check you?" Chase said hoping he'd just leave that woman alone. He didn't seem coherent, and he might, even by accident, shoot someone.
"Are you trying to trick me?" Jack said suspiciously "now that I have a gun, NOW you wanna treat me? You're unbelievable, y'know that!" Jack said angrily, only about three feet away from Chase, his gun still pointing at Chase.
Chase was lost. Its not like he's ever done this sort of thing before, plus, the gun pointed at him sure didn't help him calm down and think rationally. 'Where are those bloody security officers?!' Chase thought desperately. Just then the woman Jack was holding tried to run for it.
Chase tried to catch Jack's attention. The guy was mad; he might end up shooting that woman, "NO!" Chase shouted, so the woman wouldn't run, only, his shout only scared Jack, whom was somewhat of a loose canon to star with, and pushed the trigger of his gun.
The gun that was pointing Chase.
It all happened in slow motion. Its cliché to say, Chase knew, but he couldn't help but think how true it all is. It really does go in slow motion. Since he heard the gun shot, the stab pain when the bullet hit him in the chest, the impact of the shot, plus the fact they were so close to each other, caused Chase to be pushed backwards, and he ended up on his back, laying, strangely nothing hurt, though he couldn't feel anything either. He could hear screams and shouts, and now more gun shots – the security officers finally arrived. But anything more that happened, Chase would know from stories, because that was when the darkness has overcome him.
back to present
beep….beep…beep….
The sound of the heart gives steady beats.
"Its going to be fine, you'll see. Hell make through it" House said, whether he was reassuring himself or his company wasn't clear. His gaze never leaving the operating room.
beep...beep...beep...beeeeeeep (flat line)
some time earlier
House was in his office throwing his big red tennis ball to the wall and catching it with his cane. It's been over an hour that he sent Chase to clinic, and still no news of a new case. Why weren't any people sick over here?
House walked in to the combined office, where his remaining minion sat, bored as much as he was. He was just about to say something clever when some nurse rushed into the office, looking distraught.
"House…come" she said in between rushed breaths
"Yeah, its gonna take a little bit more than that to make me come with you." House said sitting down, enjoying this new activity. Better than throwing balls at a wall
But Cameron of course rushed to the nurse with a glass of water in hand, and a questioning look on her face, "what's wrong?"
"The nurse regained her breath and said, "a shooting….in the clinic…Dr. Chase…come quickly" she said and went away, Foreman and Cameron hot on her heels, House a bit behind. He heard her say shooting and clinic and his brain went into alarm right away.