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Chapter 10

The time the cops were in there seemed to be taking hours. House had to fight the urge to just walk back into that room. He wondered what was happening right now; what would those cops want to know and would Chase be able to answer the questions?
It was around 10 in the morning when Cameron walked into the hospital. As soon as she saw House sitting on the side of the hall, she immediately walked over to him and sat down next to him.

'Why are you sitting out here?'

'The cops are talking to him.' House explained.

Cameron sighed and let her gaze shift to Chase's door.

'Cuddy is looking for you. She wants to know how Chase is doing but she can't leave her office.' Cameron said after a short moment of silence.

'She can come here if she wants to know how Chase is doing.' House said, to lazy to walk over to her.

'She's expecting a very important call, she can't leave.'

'Then you go.'

'She asked for you.'

House snorted and rolled his eyes.

'She always wants me.' He said as he blinked his eyes. But he got up and walked out of the hall. Where to was a big mystery for Cameron, though. House could be going to see Cuddy or he could go and hide from her. That sounded like House. He'd always avoid her as much as possible.

Two cops walked out of Chase's room and Cameron immediately ran to them.

'Hey,' she said, 'I'm Allison Cameron, a good friend of Chase.'

'Can we help you?' the tallest said with a friendly face.

'Did everything go alright?' Cameron asked with concern in her voice.

'Yes,' the shorter one replied now, 'but we can't talk about it.'

'I understand.' Cameron smiled a little sad. She thanked the cops, turned away from them and walked into Chase's room.

Chase was sitting in a chair, he back straight and his arms and legs tense. His head turned rapidly to Cameron as she walked in and in a split second she knew she had startled him.

'Sorry.' She apologized.
Chase turned his head back and stared at the wall in front of him.

'So,' Cameron said. She wasn't sure what to say next but she knew she couldn't just keep quiet. 'You look good.'

Chase turned his gaze to Cameron and watched her with what seemed to be anger in his eyes. Cameron didn't feel at ease.

'I mean,' she mumbled a little, 'you look great considering what happened. It all seems dark right now but one day-'

'One day what?' Chase said in a hard voice, 'I wake up to have forgotten all about it? I just spent nearly three hours describing everything; every detail, every word that was spoken, every touch…'

Chase pressed his lips together as he was trying to hold back the tears. He turned his gaze to the palms of his hands and Cameron saw a tear falling upon it.

'You're strong.'

'Don't give me that crap!' Chase said as he looked at Cameron again. Anger and pain was clearly visible in his eyes and Cameron didn't really know how to answer to that.

'I mean it,' she nearly whispered, 'you have seen your father leave, twice. You have seen your mother die slowly and you have failed your test of faith. But here you are. All those events have made you so strong and I know that this will make you even stronger.'

Chase stared at Cameron with tears in his eyes. Her words didn't seem to make sense. He wasn't strong; otherwise he wouldn't be here. He would have been able to stop that man and he would be fine.

'I really want to believe you but I can't.'

'One day you will and then you can use this. You'll be able to empathize more with your patients.'

'Why would I want that?'

Cameron looked at Chase with confusion in her eyes.

'Why would I want to understand other people's pain better? It would get to me and I wouldn't be able to do my job properly.' Chase explained.

'You're wrong,' Cameron said with a firm voice, she knew she was right about this, 'you would be able to do your job even better-'

'What if I don't want to…do my job I mean. What if I need a break?'

'Then you take a break, recharge your batteries and come back.'

Having trouble accepting those ideas, Chase watched the wall in front of him and sighed again. Did he really want to come back to this place? It wasn't the same for him anymore. Everything he now saw would be linked to this event; to this pain he was feeling right now. Every time he would walk through that front door, he would be remembering the time he spent here as a patient. Could he be a doctor in this hospital after everything that has happened? Maybe it was time for him to leave…

'I want to see Lauren.' He then said. He had wondered about her a lot and he needed to know if she was alright.

'You need rest-'

'I'll get plenty of rest later. Please.'

Cameron looked at Chase as she was considering her options but she seemed to trust Chase.

'Sure,' she smiled, 'I'll take you there.'

Cameron and Chase walked out of the room and Chase felt weird. He had walked with Cameron through these halls many times before but now was different. He was wearing a patient-robe and Cameron was wearing a doctor's coat. It was as if she was in control, just but wearing that white coat. He wondered if other patients felt the same way. They probably felt comforted by it, but Chase hated it. Cameron was his friend and colleague; he didn't want to change that relationship.

They walked to the elevator and they were relieved that nobody had caught them. They both knew that if doctor Matthews had seen them, he would have made them turn around.

Cameron pushed the button of the elevator and it didn't take longer then 5 seconds for the door to open for them. It was empty.

'What room is she in?' Cameron asked as they walked inside.

'403, I think.'

Cameron pushed another button and the doors closed.

A sudden heat overwhelmed Chase as he saw those doors close. His hands started trembling and his vision became blurry. It seemed harder to breathe as well and Chase felt frozen in his own body. He could hardly move. Why was there suddenly no space in here? He had taken the elevator a thousand times but now he noticed how small it was in here. Why was it so small?

'I want to get out!' Chase said in a panicked voice.

'What's wrong?'

'I can't breathe and it's so warm in here. I can't breathe!'

Cameron placed her hand on Chase's forehead but he quickly stepped away. The human touch scared him and made a flood of memories overtake him. He wanted to get out of her but those 4 walls kept him in. He was trapped!

'Chase, you're temperature is too high. Take deep breaths. We'll be out of here in just a couple of seconds.

Those seconds seemed to be lasting for ever.

'Why is it so small in here?' Chase yelled.

'We are in an elevator, Chase, we'll be out of here soon. Trust me.'

His breathing quickened and he hardly got any oxygen in his system. His legs started to feel numb and he felt hot and nauseous.

'Get me out! I can't breathe!'

His vision turned black as he felt Cameron grab his arms. He had fallen to the floor of the elevator and his eyes were closed. He didn't feel anything anymore and he fell into a darkness.

'Chase!' Cameron yelled.

But Chase didn't hear her anymore.