A/N: This story was inspired by DIY Sheep's The Contract, but this one is about Chase and House. Also you'll find here Cameron, Wilson, Cuddy, Foreman and Stacy. Enjoy and please tell me what you think about it.

Disclaimer: House MD. belongs to Universal. I think, it is quite obvious.

I'm posting this one review here, maybe it will help you decide whether you want to read this story or not:

by Carter Lee (I hope you don't mind):

2008-11-07 . chapter 9

"I remember reading the first chapter of this story over thee summer. Then I forgot about it and stumbled upon it today on a whim. I have to say that I have really enjoyed what you have written so far. When I started reading, I thought it was going to be another recovery fic in which Chase gets raped and then everyone feels sorry for him and then sees their own lives in a new perspective. But instead I was pleasantly surprised by a very unique, well written story."

"Please…"

"Please What, Cameron? Please break through the Alcatras and bring me my love back?"

"There is no need for sarcasm, House. Just visit him… I know something is wrong, but he's not telling me and I can't understand…"

"What a great observation! Of course there's something wrong! Last time I check, he was still in prison, which is not a good sign, you know." House interrupted her one more time.

She just looked at the floor, tears ready to fall from her eyes.

House tried to be more gently, but his words made her cover her face and cry softly.

"Even if I could tell you exactly what's going on, there is nothing we can do about it. He is there for two years and unless a miracle happens, he has to go through whatever that is happening there, alone, and we will deal with the consequences here, when he could be back home."

He let her cry. After several minutes she wiped her face with her sleeve and smiled sadly. "He was laughing last time… just to cheer me up… said everything is fine… but I could see him wincing when the guard shoved him to his seat… he was trying hard to cover it up, but… I know that he was barely able to walk when they took him back… His face… all covered in bruises… He says it's better that way..."

House chuckled, which made her look up at him in disbelief.

"He's right, he's too good looking for prison, a couple of bruises won't harm him…"

Suddenly she was furious. "Won't harm him?! Eyes are black and blue, his nose is broken, his lips are split in several places, he has bloody cuts on his cheeks and his temple. How could you say something like that?! And I'm sure it's not only the face, I just can't see trough the uniform!" Tears flooded with new force when she remembered how Chase looked sitting at the opposite side of the glass. "They are raping him..." She didn't know whether it was statement or a question.

But House said abruptly, "No!"

"How do you know?" Cameron was surprised, by his reaction, as if he cared.

"I just hope they wouldn't." She was waiting for an explanation. "First, they wouldn't have beaten him up if they were raping him and second… I've persuaded him to do the only thing I could…." He obviously didn't want to tell her, but he had no choice, and he owed her at least that. "We made papers as if he has neurosyphilis."

"You what?!" She just couldn't believe her ears.

"Look, it was the only way to stop…" It was hard for him to say that word, "maybe it won't stop some of the crazy ones, but at least the majority would think twice, before doing something like that."

It suddenly hit her what exactly Chase had to go through down there.

"Why don't you want to visit him?"

"I just don't see, how it could help him."

"But it won't make any harm either, if he knew that somebody else cared."

Chase knew that House really did care, the way he was acted during his trial, how he was ready to do anything - even going to jail with him, and Chase was barely able to convince him otherwise.

But Cameron continued bitterly, everything what happened was terribly wrong and House did caused most of it.

"He could have ignored your request, you were not his boss anymore! But you made up that terribly sad story about the dying patient and that Foreman wouldn't help you, and your new ducklings were not ready for it, and that you are a cripple and couldn't do it, you left him with no choice. But all of that was bullshit! Truth was, that your new team were sure, that there was nothing they could do. So you believed, that with that kind of attitude, they would not find anything. More than that, the boy's father used to work in the FBI, but you didn't bother to mention it to him, did you?"

House was silently examining his leg. Did Cameron just dismiss his disability as an excuse not to break into somebody's house? And if he had to run or jump, he couldn't do it, wasn't that a valid excuse? The girl had changed! He wished Chase would have changed as well and would not do things he didn't want to do.

"He always trusted you, you could have just asked for help and he would do it..." Cameron continued softly. "But Foreman and the rest of them were right, your patient was really dying and he did die. And his parents wanted someone to blame, to have their revenge, as if it would have brought their son back…" Cameron stopped, she wasn't looking at him, but she knew that House was very uncomfortable. He didn't do well with that kind of conversations and she knew that nobody directly told him that Chase's imprisonment was his fault before. "When they learned that you have sent someone to check their house, that was their moment of glory. It wasn't hard to prove that he was really there. When they arrested him, they asked him to put his wallet, car keys and watch into plastic bag and later they used the same bag with his fingerprints to hide that damned necklace in his car. And there was no way he could prove, that they planted it after his arrest... Especially when whole police department was against him."

"Why are you telling me this?" He knew Chase was set up. Chase was set up, so they could get to him. But Chase was fucked with him coming along or without. That's what Chase told him, that's what the lawyer told him, Stacy told him, Cuddy, Foreman, Wilson, all of them told him. And here was Cameron telling him there was something else.

"I know you, House, I know you feel guilty, I just don't know why you don't want to go and check how he's doing there, as for you are the one who put him in all that mess." She was surprisingly calm, which made House deny.

"I didn't put him there! I didn't know they were crazy! I didn't know that they would go that far! And Chase knew about his father..." House added, avoiding eye contact with Cameron, "Foreman told him."

Cameron was lost, did he just say that Chase was stupid enough to B&E into FBI ex-employee's house?

"But why... why?" She wasn't even able to make a proper question.

"He thought, there was hope... He thought, I was right... if the problem would have been environmental, we could have saved him..."

"But you were wrong..."

"Look, I wanted to share my responsibility with Chase, but it wouldn't change anything, except me being in jail with him now and him getting a longer sentence for lying."

"That make sense to you, doesn't it? It eases your conscious?"

"Look! What do you want me to do?! Go down there and say please take me to jail, I made him break into their home?! It won't help him, it won't free him, he will still be in jail!" He continued softly "I didn't know it would end up like this."

"None of it would have happened, if you didn't ask him to break into their house in the first place!"

House moved his head back in irritation "Here we go again! I said, I'm fucking sorry!! If you continue to press on me like that, I will really go there and save myself from dealing with you!"

Maybe she was wrong, maybe House really have done everything he could to help Chase, but still she knew that it shouldn't have been like this. Everyone she loved end up in some trouble. Chase was fine until she fell in love with him, until she understood, that he, like House, cared much more than he actually wanted anybody to know. "You don't love, you need," echoed in her head, House was right. Chase was damaged, more than anyone could tell, more than she was… Then why god wanted to damage him more?!

House was silently looking at her, his heart broke to see her like that, to know that one of his friends was in trouble and he could do nothing about it. Yes, it was his fault, he knew it, but he couldn't make himself say it loud. He wished Chase said "no", like Forman did, but he didn't. When all that mess started, there was no way he would drag House into it, the memory of his betrayal to Vogler was still fresh in Chase's mind. Despite House's testimony, that he personally asked Chase to do it, Chase denied, said that House came for a consult and only slightly suggested that problem could have been at home, but all the rest was his own decision, because in his medical opinion House was right, if he could have found something, they could save the boy. Chase pleaded guilty for breaking and searching, but he pleaded not guilty for stealing, it didn't help him. His lawyer advised him to cooperate, he was hoping his client would get suspended sentence, and not two year imprisonment, if he would have accepted all charges. But Chase was adamant, he wasn't a thief.

He was distracted from his thoughts, when Cameron got up.

"I better be going," she put on her coat. When she was at the door, she heard him ask.

"If I go, will it interfere with your visiting hours?"

"No," She shook her head with a soft smile, "I'm his wife…"

She could see his dumb face. "What? When?..." He wanted to ask more, but was just too surprised.

"Wife gets more visiting hours," She shrugged her shoulders, "It was my request… He didn't want to, sometimes I think he doesn't even want to see me there…" She was ready to burst into new wave of tears; she had to get out, before she did.

"Believe me, he does want to see you." She heard House say, before glass door closed behind her.