Disclaimer: I do not own House M.D. though I wish I did. You wouldn't even want to know what'd I do to Chase. So yeah, cheers.
Pairings: Wilson/Cuddy and who knows. I'm still working on the intricate details.
By the way, I've reposted the chapter for the sheer reason that, I was reviews! So, I'm telling you right here at the beginning I want reviews. Now, I've put up the second chapter, and no reviews! Not good, I know I don't read a story that doesn't have any reviews by the second chapter. I think, wow that must suck! Well, anywho.
Enjoy!
After taking a look at the file in his hand, House looked up at his patient in exam room six. "Patient's name is Arana Dawe, age six has been suffering wet cough for the last three weeks, and started to cough up something-" He turned and looked at the mother. "-this morning? I presume this is all accurate correct?"
The mother nodded, short with a petite build, she couldn't be over five feet four inches. He took a moment and looked at both the child and the mother. The child had nothing of her mother's looks besides the small build. Sun kissed blonde hair went against her mother's light brown, where her daughter had bright blue eyes, she had green brown, the child's hair was straight while the mother's was curly.
He looked again at the file. "No father?" Again the mother shook her head. "Are you mute or something, speak."
"No, no father, it's just us." Her accent startled him, he looked back down at the papers.
"Australian origin? What are you doing in America? And in New Jersey of all unfortunate places?"
"My student got selected for the international-national secondary school singing competition. I go with my students as their coach."
House nodded not really that interested and not wanting to be there. Going over to the telephone he picked it up and dialed a paging number, "I need Doctor Chase in here for a consult. Exam room six."
Picking back up his cane, which he had put down upon entering the room, he nodded to them, "Another Doctor will be in here to take a look at you in a second." With that, he left the room. He had just closed the doors when Chase came through the clinic doors.
"I'm a bit busy right now, so if this won't take long-" It had taken House that long to get up to him and shove the file into the unsuspecting blonde's hands.
"You have a patient in exam room six. Worry some Aussie mother and her kid. I thought you could chat up about dingos eating babies together. See yeah." House hobbled off towards the exit while Chase silently fumed behind his back.
"H-House! Come on!" House continued to ignore him, silently thrilled at being able to shirk clinic duty. Chase silently fumed for a few more seconds before sighing and heading towards the exam room. Taking one more deep breath, he calmed his temper and opened the door.
Once inside the exam room he didn't even look at the patient, just read the file. "Arana Dawe, age six, wet cough, then presumably mucus. He pulled his stethoscope out of his pocket and looked up. "Kaih." It was a breathed word the barely made a sound.
"Robbie." Kaih seemed just as shocked to see him. Chase looked her over, she was the same as ever, modest tan floor length skirt, white long sleeved shirt with a sap green sweater vest. Her insanely curly light brown hair was barely kept in place by the half up half down clip.
Just as he remembered her, perfectly. She stood and walked over to him and at first went to hug him, then stopped, then held out her hand, and pulled it back and the cycle started again. Finally, Chase took her hand in his and shook it warmly.
"Long time no see, this your daughter?"
"On the nose." He grinned at her.
"Chew the fat sometime?" The question was easy in the air between old friends.
"We should." A wet cough from Arana alerted them to why they were there in the first place. After putting on his stethoscope, Chase instructed Arana to take a deep breath in. Kaih watched them nervously as Chase frowned for a second.
"The breathing sounds a bit ragged and there seems to be some liquid, so I'm going to schedule an x-ray, and then we'll take a look then." Kaih nodded, and they both watched Arana wobble sleepily on the exam table. "There's a comfortable chair in my office she can curl up on..." Kaih nodded thankfully.
"I sent my student and her parents ahead already..." Without another word Chase picked up the tired child carried her out of the room, leaving Kaih to scramble up their coats and Chase's forgotten stethoscope.
The rest of the diagnostic team was not in their office so Chase was able to quickly settle the young girl on the couch. "Sleep now." He pressed down on he eye lids as she nodded and curled up into a ball sucking her thumb.
"You're a natural." Kaih stood behind him arms crossed, watching him with an amused expression. Chase grinned and stood, smoothing out his wrinkled slacks.
"You have to know a thing or two when you work at a hospital." Kaih nodded.
"I presume there's a place to knock back a few right?" Chase nodded, and led her out the door.
"But what about Ar-"
"She'll be fine, she'll just take a kip and we'll be back before she wakes up." Kaih nodded, but cast a weary look back at her sleeping daughter. Seeing her hesitation, Chase held a hand to the small of her back and lead her the short distance to the elevators.
They were sitting together in the dimly lit cafeteria, munching on their item of choice, a turkey, salami, cheese, and lettuce sandwich for the both of them. They had grinned at each other when they ordered.
"You're tastes hasn't changed much from college has it?" Chase grinned back at her.
"Well, I had this knee high to a grass hopper for a loft partner from uni., a real old chook if you know what I mean. Well, her favorite thing to eat was these sandwiches. And, I don't know I guess they grew on me." Sometime during his speech Kaih's jaw dropped in astonishment and she couldn't help but laughing.
"I'm not short! And, I am not a busy-body!"
"Yes, you are!"
"You're up yourself! Even more than you were then!"
"Am not!"
"Yes, you are. You are so flaming egotistical." They both stared at each other then quirked sideways smirks, the way old friends who are sharing a good joke do.
"I've missed yacking away with you over nothing." Kaih said it first and Chase nodded.
"Too true." They eased back down feeling good. Chase spoke, "So, the tyke's yours, but there's no name for the father. She's six, so it would be end of uni. right?" She nodded, her hands twitching on a napkin. "I know him?" She nodded.
"He came over every once in a while. You weren't friends, but I bet you saw him once or twice."
That was true, sometime during their second year there, they had decided to move out of the no privacy dorms and rent a small apartment, splitting rent between the two of them, and whoever ended up on their couch for a while. It wasn't romantic in any sense, just friends not liking horrible dorm rooms and lousy dorm mates.
"So, it happened at the end of it right? Before I went off for Residency right?" She nodded. He sat back with a sigh and ran his hands through his hair. "Wow. Kaih why didn't you say anything?"
"I didn't want to is all. You were going off to finally achieving your goal. And, I never told the father. I knew you'd stick around and help take care of Arana with me. We make a good life now." She sighed herself. "I think we should head back." He nodded, and wondered how the mood had drastically changed.
A/N: I don't think this is going to last very long but who knows. I'm trying to get back in the habit of writing since I've gotten better. So, cheers my illness has gotten under control and I've been able to make up all the class work I've missed while being, indesposed. So. Yay, cheers all around, glory, glory and all that good stuff.
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