Disclaimer: I don't own house
Chase all but ran into the Princeton Plainsboro Teaching Hospital. He was very late, having not settled his alarm clock last night and was regretting it terribly.
He got into the elevator and noticed that the only occupant was a very pregnant woman. Chase gave a false smile because he was really feeling blue, but the woman didn't need to know that. He should have remembered to refill his prescription two pills ago he reprimanded himself. Wilson would probably have a fit but he didn't care at the moment, since he worried more about House's wrath when he walked in late.
The elevator stopped and none other but Cameron got in holding a file under one of her arms. Shit, Chase thought. Cameron was the perfect example of love and niceness all squashed together. The fact that she gave a disapproving smile didn't help either.
"Cameron," he greeted.
"Chase," she returned the greeting.
Cameron was still beyond angry for the fact that when Vogler was here, Chase had been able to get House to think that she had screwed up. So even though the former head board member was gone, she was still a little sore.
The doors closed again and just as it was about between the second and third floor, the elevator came to a halt. Both doctors turned at the sound of the woman's light scream.
"You okay 'mam," Chase asked.
The woman was slightly hunched and had her face screwed up in mild pain.
"I think the contractions just started," the woman voiced what the other two was afraid of.
"Well what-" Cameron began but paused.
Chase on the other hand looked like this was the last place he wanted to be. He knew that he should have come in earlier; House would throw this in his face when and if he got out. He glanced at Cameron and saw fear and reluctance to be stuck with someone who was soon about to go into labor.
They both noticed the phone in the corner under all the buttons and Cameron reached for it.
"It's dead," Cameron said now scared.
"Great just great," Chase scathed. "We're stranded and no one knows where we are."
"I just came from getting a history so I will be-" Cameron began.
"House won't notice if someone left the hospital two hours ago," Chase interrupted.
"That's not true and you know it you stupid weaseling bas-" Cameron dismissed the sentence.
Chase let out a little laugh. There was no alternative until they someone noticed they were missing and found out about the elevator. Well better her than House, Chase thought.
"What are we going to do now," Cameron demanded.
No one knew.
"Foreman, I believe Cameron is taking too long. Is the patient dieing," House asked.
Foreman resisted the urge to strangle his boss.
"Not that I know of," Foreman said.
"Oh yeah, I took you off of the case," House pretended to remember.
"Yeah," Foreman agreed.
"Where's Chase," House asked.
Foreman ground his teeth this time. He called Chase around two hours ago and Cameron should have been back around ten to fifteen minutes ago. So it wasn't his fault because he wasn't on the case and he wasn't Chase's keeper.
"Both should be here," Foreman said after a pause.
House didn't answer again until General Hospital was on commercial.
"And Cameron," House inquired.
"Should be back soon," Foreman answered.
"You know maybe they really do love each other and could be..." House began.
"I don't want you to finish that sentence, in fact I'll go find her," Foreman finally gave in.
House smiled and added," Call Chase again and make sure he's not playing hookie while your at it."
Cuddy entered just as Foreman left.
"What was that about," she asked curiously.
"No idea," House replied with a smirk.