Chapter 7- Revelations

AN- So sorry about the long wait between updates, but… I just couldn't get inspired. It was pretty heartbreaking Thank you for all the author alters, story alerts and other alerts, very flattering. But if you really want to flatter me… Reviews are never frowned upon hint hint

Cole shimmered into the underworld, Chris in tow. It was as dark and dank as it had ever been but Wyatt's influence was felt clearly even in demon central. His pictures were everywhere clearly placed to keep an eye on any uprisings. Wyatt had clearly been attempting some infrastructure in the winding passages of Hell, there were widened passages and lighting fixtures the hallways were paved with marble, it almost looked like any other office building.

They walked down the empty hall toward the forum, a recent addition by Wyatt to give the demons the illusion that their ideas mattered. There was quite a crowed gathered their, demons of all shapes sizes and colors were crowded around chatting about the policies.

Chris walked in and started working his magic while Cole stayed in the shadows, being seen would jeopardize the entire operation. As he made his rounds he realized how utterly useless this was. Wyatt would never trust the likes of these people with that sort of information.

He left with a deep sense of failure, he walked over to the shadowy corner that Cole was standing in and was about to tell him all of the information he had found, even if it all wasn't really relevant. He was just about to turn the corner when a slight, red headed man walked up to him.

"I saw you asking around, you want to know about the Source huh?" He said glancing around to make sure no one was there.

"Yes, do you have anything worth knowing?" Chris said seductively.

The man chuckled a little, "save it sweet cheeks. You're not my type. But I do know that the Source is currently trying to find and sway his brother to joining his cause."

"And why are you telling me this?"

"Because… I am going to have a hefty reward for finding you… Chris," the man said.

Without hesitating Chris immediately flung him back and became invisible unknowingly changing himself back to Chase. His mind was racing when the red headed demon prepared to throw a fireball. Once again thanking aunt Phoebe for training him in empathy, he 'stole' the energy ball and flung it back. The man burst into flames and while he was burning he smirked.

"I already alerted him to your presence," and with that last statement he was banished to the wasteland.

Chris wasted no time, he ran to Cole and orbed them orbed them both back to his apartment.

"Well that was a giant waste of time," Chris said to Cole. Cole didn't respond however, he was looking at something ahead of him with a look of horror.

Chris turned around to see House staring in shock at the two people who magically appeared in the house he had just broken into.

"Chase…?" House said faintly. He was clearly at a loss as to what to say, and Chris took some pleasure in reducing him to speechlessness.

"Hi," Chris said with feigned nonchalance, "would you like a drink? What about you Cole?"

House and Cole both mutely nodded their heads and Chris went to the kitchen. He came back shortly after with three beers that were chilled to perfection.

"So… How have you been?" Chris said casually, like he hadn't just materialized from thin air in front of his highly scientific boss.

Again no one responded so Chris took a swig from his beer and looked around. He had to think of what to do. He could tell House the truth and hope he doesn't tell anyone, he could wipe House's memory, or he could kill House… After careful deliberation he knew he had made his decision.

Just when Chris was about to talk House finally got over the shock, "What the hell? Chase, if you are an alien I won't actually be that surprised. I knew that someone that attractive just couldn't be human."

Chris rolled his eyes, "I am human house… I am just different, by the way my real name isn't Robert Chase, it is Christopher Hallowell…. I am from a family of witches."

"Are you telling me that I hired a man who isn't even a doctor?" House said trying to mask his hysteria.

"Oh no! Well actually, technically yes. I was chatting with death and he told me the real Robert Chase was going to die so I just took his identity and all the information in his mind. It was actually kinda fun, getting all the information from medical school in one night," Chris said still trying to keep things light.

"… You had a chat with death?" House said still stuck on the first part of Chris's statement.

"Oh yeah, this isn't how I really look either," Chris said morphing his body back to his original state.

"I knew you weren't a real blond," House said triumphantly before his stopped, "Why are you telling me all of this?"

"Because you aren't going to remember tomorrow," Chris said taking another sip of his beer.

"What…? My drink!" House said smirking when he realized the Wombat's manipulation.

"Well sort of, the potion in the drink will only erase your memory if you try to tell anyone or if you make the decision that you no longer want to know. And I imagine you won't be able to live with the knowledge for that long…"
"What if I don't tell anyone? For the rest of my natural born life, which to be fair can't be long I am a drug addict after all," House said.

"Well then you get to live with the knowledge that everything that you believe in, science and number, it doesn't always work. Sometimes there are things that don't make sense. Something may not fit with your ideals. There is a life after death House; can you live with knowing that? There is a higher power looking out for you called the council of elders, can you live with that? Angles, demons, witches, warlocks, they all exist and they are all hidden from your moral mind to protect you. And I just don't think that you would be able to cope with that."

House was silent after Chris's monologue and Chris took this opportunity to continue and quote one of his favorite movies.

"After this there is no turning back, you choose to forget and the story ends. You wake up in your bed and believe whatever you want to believe. You make the decision to remember then you stay in wonderland and I will show you exactly how far down the rabbit hole goes…"

"Did you just quote the Matrix at me?"