10 o'clock meeting

I was just sitting over the test results of that lung cancer man (yes Greg was right) when it knocked at the door. A short look at the clock showed me that it was at the stroke of ten o’clock. Chase I thought and let him knock a second time until I asked him in.

He looked at me unsteadily and forced a smile on his face “Dr. Wilson, here I am!” he said. I just nodded and gestured him to take a seat. “Take a seat, Dr. Chase or will you first have a look on the balcony to make sure no one is there?” He blushed and shook his head “No, I trust you…” he murmured and sat down.

I stood up and poured two coffees then handed him one mug. “Thank you” he said and I couldn’t hide a grin and sat down again. “So …” I started but was suddenly interrupted by him “Before you rip my head off please let me say that I am totally sorry of what happened”.

I leaned back and gave him a stern look “Good!”. Chase swallowed hard and sipped some coffee. I took a deep breath “And now explain me please why on earth you wanted to have a milkshake with House flavour? What stupid ideas do you have in your mind? Grabbing Greg’s butt as well?! Can you explain THAT? Not to mention your other sick ideas?!” While speaking I stared at Chase who’s face became purple. He played with a pencil and stared on the floor.

“I … I …” he stammered, “You … what?” I snarled at him. His face became nearly crimson and he looked up “I was drunk! I didn’t know what I’ve said!” he tried to explain. “Yeah you were drunk – BUT you told him twice! You made it very clear what you wanted to do with him! Pinning him against the wall …table…and what else?!” I stood up and walked around like a tiger in his cage. Chase followed every single step but dared to say nothing at all.

“Speak!” I shouted at him and he flinched. I really had to hide a devilish smile – he really suffered. “He … I …” he started, then took a deep breath and continued “I was pissed! He annoyed me so often and I just wanted to return the like.” I wheezed “Return the like by making such offers? He never did so!”
Chase brushed his forehead “I know he didn’t not and I overdid it. But well I had all those things in my mind …”, I merely snorted and he continued “However I did not mean …”, I approached him and bent over “So tell me, Chase, what the FUCK did you mean?”. He backed off and looked at me shocked. “What do you think I can’t get angry? Be sure, I am totally pissed off!”

I started to walk around again “Bloody hell! What would you do if someone would just make such offers to Cameron and grab her butt? Think about it, man!” He looked down and whispered “I’d break him every single bone…”, “What? Repeat it please!” I shouted at him. “I’D BREAK HIM EVERY SINGLE BONE!” he exclaimed and looked me in the eyes.

“Fine, fine…” I nodded, “So what do you think I should do now?” Chase swallowed and shrugged “I don’t know. I can only tell you that I am more than sorry and that it won’t happen again!”
I looked out of the window and as he couldn’t see my face I smiled then turned around with a straight face. “First there is the invoice from Point Pleasant” I drew the envelope out of my pocket and handed it him, without looking on it he slipped it in his pocket and nodded. “Second you will have to make an excuse to Gregory”, another nod “And third, you will tell me of whom you thought while offering this sick things…” he looked shocked and swallowed again.

“Don’t make me do this, please!” he plead. “Yes, I will! Go ahead I am waiting” and with these words I took a seat on the sofa.

I could see him dithering and then he looked at me again “It was Foreman…” he said and blushed slightly. A gasp slipped out of my mouth “Foreman, huh? Well this would explain it though” and I raised an eyebrow.

“Is it enough now?” Chase wanted to know and I just nodded “Yeah it is enough you can go.” Chase got out of his chair and turned towards the door “Ah Chase…” I said and looked at me, I waived with the shower gel “This is your, I found it in my bag. Must be from Canada.” He came back and grabbed the gel and looked at it “Yes, that is mine. You can keep it if you want!”, I negated “No, I don’t like coconut flavour that much.” He just shrugged and let it slip in his left pocket.

We exchanged glances and then he turned around and went out of the office. I leaned back and stared at the ceiling, the balcony door opened and I didn’t have to turn my head to know who came in.

“You really can be a blaggard”, Greg said and then he started to giggle. I turned my head slightly and started to snicker “I know”. Greg shut the balcony door and sat next to me “Where is Foreman?” I asked, “He is already gone”, Greg replied and leaned his head against my shoulder.

“Bloody hell? Huh?” he asked and we both started to giggle and finally roared with laughter.