Not Alone (Chase/Wilson)
Chase is running so fast he’s sure he’s going to fall sooner or later. He knows she won’t be there to catch him, isn’t even sure he’d want her to. And House… it would be foolish to expect more than the fucked up backward kind of consolation he already got.
When he does stumble he expects tears and pain and alcohol but strong arms wrap around him before he could hit the ground.
“We are all murderers… we just don’t have the guts to admit it.”
And for the first time in weeks Chase finally allows his tears to flow.