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“Please tell me the patient isn’t dying again,” Taub winced as soon as he saw Chase rushing towards him at reception.

“No, he’s fine, I just…”

“Then I don’t want to know,” Taub interrupted him but then stopped and like an afterthought added, “We’ve booked a restaurant. I’m already late.”

Chase nodded but didn’t even ( Read more... )

Title: (Not so) Simple
Characters/Pairing: Chase/Wilson, House/Wilson friendship
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 100
Challenge: By the book at housemd_100
Summary: House can read Wilson like an open book. Or can he?

Title: By the book
Characters/Pairing: House/Cuddy (can be shippy or not, depending on your goggles :P)
Rating: PG
Word Count: 100
Challenge: By the ( Read more... )

( Power )

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 ( Read more... )

The first time Gavin grins at him open-mouthed, the sharp contrast of the little pill on a pink tongue makes Chase shiver, and his first thought is his mum sleeping upstairs, wrapped in an impenetrable white fog by her own poison of choice. The kiss tastes strange, not entirely pleasant, but as Gavin’s lithe body wraps around him he forgets fear ( Read more... )

Chapter 1

Cameron’s having an affair.

The realization comes one lazy Sunday morning as they’re having hot coffee and croissant in bed together. She’s reading Wilson’s latest publication while he’s doing the crossword in the newspaper, toes lightly brushing under the covers.

Temporary or permanent cessation of the heartbeat. Thirteen letters.

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“What’s your excuse?”

Chase slightly jumps at Foreman’s voice and barely manages a grimace that couldn’t quite pass for a smile.

“Bowling with you,” he mumbles reluctantly and curses under his breath seeing relief wash over Foreman’s face as he reaches for his phone.

“Remy? Hey, I ran into Chase. We’re going bowling. I know, sorry. Yeah, he ( Read more... )

Chase looks too much like a scared little boy and you’re glad you only told him after he’d pushed you up against the wall.

“You sure?”

He lets out a shaky breath and runs his fingers through his shock of blond hair.

“You think I would’ve ruined the evening based on a hunch?”

You shouldn’t yell, this isn’t his fault. It’s what you’ve wanted ( Read more... )

Chase doesn’t protest, doesn’t plead, doesn’t even ask why, just keeps looking at you with those large puppy eyes and it’s you who has to look away to hide unwanted emotions. He’s not crushed, not even a little worried because he knows it won’t last, you won’t be able to stay away.

This isn’t the first time and won’t be the last either.

You ( Read more... )

He shouldn’t have expected anything else, really, but the sudden change still knocks Chase off his feet. No sane person would go as far as to call what he had with House these past weeks even remotely close to friendship, not even he is desperate enough to delude himself into thinking it was, but the lack of House’s regular visits, the veiled, ( Read more... )