Rush Of Blood To The Head – Chapter IV
Izzie was sitting down on the courtesy benches in the foyer of Seattle Grace. She had forgotten how physically straining surgery was. When you're in there, you don't feel anything, but the moment you get out you hit the brick wall. At least she was back. Denny would have wanted that. Tying up her long blond hair her eye caught a man standing at the reception desk. His black suit stood out among the sea of blue scrubs. He was youngish but had great hair. Curious, Izzie got up from the chair and walked over to the reception desk, tyring to be as casual as possible.
Chase was waiting for the nurse to get off the phone when he saw the blonde moving up to him. A very hot blonde, with scrubs. He cleared his throat and tried to look occupied.
"You looking for something?" Izzie asked as she put the folder she had used for a decoy back on the desk.
"Ah yes, sorry, do you know where I can find a Dr Burke?"
Izzie lit up "Are you Dr House?"
"Me?" Chase laughed "No, not at all. I work for House. Dr Chase." Chase put out his hand.
"Dr Stevens" They shook hands.
"You can call be Rob." Chase smiled with a sparkle in his eye.
"Ok, ah... call me Izzie." she blushed, "Um, I'm one of Burke's interns, I'll take you to him." Izzie walked down to the elevator and Chase followed, quickly checking his breathe, quickly putting his hand away as she turned back to him. "I thought House was going to come with a team or something. Where is everyone?" Izzie pushed the elevator button.
"I don't know. I thought they'd all be here already. I had some stuff to do at the hotel."
Izzie walked into the elevator as the doors opened. "Where're you from by the way? England?"
Chase walked in with her. "Australia."
"Oh. That is so cool."
Chase smiled as the doors closed.
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"I'd figure House would be late but not Chase."
Cameron was sipping a tea in the conference room with Foreman and the interns. She had met Grey, O'Malley, Karev, Yang and Burke and had been waiting there for half an hour for Chase and House. House had even left the hotel with them, but was determined to travel there on his hire-out bike.
"You know Chase, he's got to get to a hundred brush strokes before he can go out in the morning." said Foreman, peering out the glass walls.
"Sounds like Sheppard." Alex smirked.
Cameron watched the interns as they all smiled. She looked at Burke who seemed impatient. "Sorry about this, he should be here."
"That's fine." Burke looked up at the door. "Ah! Stevens, come in" Izzie walked in to the room with Chase close behind. "Stevens this is Dr Cameron and Dr Foreman. And you are?"
"Oh, sorry: Dr Chase. House isn't here yet?"
Forman got up from his chair and moved to the whiteboard which George brought in earlier "Apparently not. Let's do this diagnosis shall we?" He picked up a marker "Before this patient dies."
Chase sat down next to Izzie. Smiling at her he did not see Alex glaring at him from the other side of the room.
"So, seizures, bleeding and stroke. Anyone?" Burke asked the group.
Foreman got excited with the marker in his hand. "Well, we've ruled out infection, and it's definitely not a blood clotting problem."
Meredith had an idea "What about..."
"Cancer" came a deep voice from the doorway. Everyone swinged round to see House, leaning on his can with his Nike sneakers and blue backpack slung on one shoulder. Burke stood up.
"Dr House, thankyou for..."
"Foreman, what did I say about markers?"
Foreman glared at House but put the marker down and moved to his seat. "It's not cancer. He had surgery remember?"
House threw his bag over to a spare seat and waddle to the whiteboard. "Yeah but there's al kinds of cancer, heart, skin, tongue, everywhere. It's like the worlds best striker except playing for the opposite team."
Cameron sunk in her chair. "I hate sports metaphors."
"There was no cancer in this abdominal films." George piped up.
"Well, that's one type of caner, name six others."
Foreman crossed his arms.
"It's not cancer House."
"Referred pain people!" House picked up the marker. Christina looked confused.
"But pain isn't a symptom."
"Yeah, but the things that cause pain are there. Cancer in the brain, body goes crazy, screws up your mind and your crap-factory. Foreman, get a lung-bar puncture."
Foreman got up and walked to the door.
"Karev, go with Dr Foreman" ordered Burke. Alex continued to look at Chase with Izzie. He couldn't leave her with him "Sir, I think I should just..."
"Did I ask you what you think? Go, now, LP."
Reluctantly Alex got up and trotted after Foreman. House looked at his watch and smiled. "Right, I'm off."
Christina looked surprised "Dr House?"
"What? It will take a while till we get the results back from the LP. Page me when they come." House picked up his bag and walked out of the room. Christina looked at Meredith. "That's the great House? Ha!"
"One second..." Cameron got up and followed House out of the room.
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"House!"
Cameron walked up to him practically skipping down the hallway. "House..."
"Do you want to have dinner tonight?"
Cameron stoped it her tracks. "I'm sorry, what?"
House stopped and turned around. "I know I've asked you before but, you know."
Cameron wondered if this was a joke like last time. She had no idea whether to take it seriously or not. "Ah, the patient.."
"What about him?"
"Nothing, it's just... seriously? I mean, the last time it was just a joke."
"No it wasn't."
Cameron skipped a beat. "It wasn't?"
"Are we doing a round? No, it wasn't. So, Dr Cameron: would you like to go to dinner with me?"
"I haven't packed, I mean..." Cameron didn't know what to say. House was actually asking her out. It was like the twilight zone or something. "Ah, I've got to go back, but I'll... see you later? Ok." Cameron turned back down the hall. House smiled softy.
"Take your time. Think about it."
Cameron felt her stomach tightened up as she headed back to the conference room. House asked her out. Holy shit.
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NB: Sorry for all those non House/Cameron shippers, but I couldn't help myself. And they'll be more stuff with Mer/Der and BANG coming up, this story will be going on for a while. But don't forget the patient though, he is dying and all. Reviews make me repost quicker – or make it less mediocre – so review!! ACHTUNG!!