Second to last chapter. I know its short but sets up for the last chapter. Thanks again to all the people who reviewed!
Chase stared out over the horizon and let his mind wander. Did he love Allison?
He cared what happened to her. But he cared what happened to Foreman, Wilson, Cuddy, and House. It didn't mean that he loved them.
He liked spending time with her. Well he did sometimes, not recently though. But he couldn't use that as an example. Things had occurred with the accident and all. But why couldn't he count that?
He wasn't stupid or naïve enough to think that he and Allison were going to have a perfect marriage. There were going to be problems. If this was how she was going to act during times of trouble then he wasn't sure he could live with her.
Chase guessed it was good to find this out now and not later.
But that was the future, what about now? What was he to do now? He could go back in and apologize for calling her a bitch. But was he supposed to apologize for everything that happened? It wasn't his fault.
He could go in and quit so it wasn't too difficult to work together, but that would mean that she would win. And Chase wasn't ready to admit defeat.
If only there was some sort of sign.
As soon as the thought entered his mind he laughed. As religious as he was he knew that G-d didn't work like that.
Maybe he could just hide up here for the rest of the day.
Buzz
Chase looked at his beeper. Cuddy. He couldn't ignore it. He might as well go and see what kind of reprimand he was going to get. He knew that she was in the clinic when he and Cameron had their argument.
Cameron was also the type of person who would go and complain about him and use the idea of sexual harassment against him. Who knew, maybe he didn't have to worry about a job anymore after this meeting, he might be fired.
Pushing off from the railing he made his way back into the building.