FIC: Highlander: The Aussie (10/?)
Aug. 1st, 2006 10:32 pmTitle: Highlander: The Aussie
Author: Dru
Fandom: House MD/Highlander
Pairing: House/Chase eventually. ... Maybe Methos/Chase.
Summary: Chase is Immortal.
Archive: If you want it
Rating: M for safety
Parts: 10/?
Status: WIP
Spoilers: Umm I'm setting this around the Vogler era so if you haven't seen those...
Series/Sequel: Nope.
Website: http://www.geocities.com/dru_evilpointybityone
Disclaimer: I do not own House, Highlander, Methos or Chase or House or damned well anything. Don't sue.
Authors notes & Warnings: The damned Immortal plot bunny would not die. *kicks it into wall, watches it die then hop back up and bite her again* So here this fic is. WARNINGS for suicide and depression and angsty sad Chase.
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Chase tensed as he saw House. He'd reacted by long habit at the yell of his name and commands and now he was looking straight at the man who'd controlled his life, and tortured him relentlessly, for weeks up until less then a week ago.
"Rob? What's wrong?" Methos asked from his side, a hand going to his shoulder.
"...House." Chase squeaked out as the man in question reached them.
"House? As in Satan, House? You're evil overlord of a ex-boss?" Methos whispered to Chase.
"Yes!" Chase hissed back.
"Chase! You- you died! I pronounced you dead my self! Why aren't you dead?!"
"Uh do I know you?" Chase tried, not really believing it would work.
Of course it didn't. House glared and Chase's flinched. "Chase I want to know what's going on and I want to know now! Speak!"
"Hey! I don't know who you are but leave the boy alone!" MacLeod said stepping in between House and Chase.
Chase sighed and stepped around the larger, older Immortal. "It's alright Mr. MacLeod. I- I know him."
"Chase am I going to have to beat you up side the head with my cane to get some answers here?" House growled trying to ignore his urge to grab Chase and hug him, in pure relief.
"You know I'm pretty sure I can out run you. And you're not my boss anymore so you can't order me around! If I decide to tell you anything it'll be out of the goodness of my heart!"
"Hey that contract still holds! I didn't say you could quit, and I didn't fire you, and you're clearly not dead! You're still my bitch!"
Methos groaned and covered his face. "We can not have this conversation in the middle of a airport! Get your bags and come with us." Methos ordered glaring at both Chase and House.
Both glared back at him but House looked over at the spinning loop of bags and grinned as he spotted his, and hooked them and dragged them off.
He pointedly looked down at his cane that at the bags and looked at Chase.
Chase sighed and rolled his eyes, grabbing the bags along with the one of MacLeod's he was already carrying. "I'm am so whipped..."
"You can say that again, minion!" House grinned, following after the group as they started walking.
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Author: Dru
Fandom: House MD/Highlander
Pairing: House/Chase eventually. ... Maybe Methos/Chase.
Summary: Chase is Immortal.
Archive: If you want it
Rating: M for safety
Parts: 10/?
Status: WIP
Spoilers: Umm I'm setting this around the Vogler era so if you haven't seen those...
Series/Sequel: Nope.
Website: http://www.geocities.com/dru_evilpointybityone
Disclaimer: I do not own House, Highlander, Methos or Chase or House or damned well anything. Don't sue.
Authors notes & Warnings: The damned Immortal plot bunny would not die. *kicks it into wall, watches it die then hop back up and bite her again* So here this fic is. WARNINGS for suicide and depression and angsty sad Chase.
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Chase tensed as he saw House. He'd reacted by long habit at the yell of his name and commands and now he was looking straight at the man who'd controlled his life, and tortured him relentlessly, for weeks up until less then a week ago.
"Rob? What's wrong?" Methos asked from his side, a hand going to his shoulder.
"...House." Chase squeaked out as the man in question reached them.
"House? As in Satan, House? You're evil overlord of a ex-boss?" Methos whispered to Chase.
"Yes!" Chase hissed back.
"Chase! You- you died! I pronounced you dead my self! Why aren't you dead?!"
"Uh do I know you?" Chase tried, not really believing it would work.
Of course it didn't. House glared and Chase's flinched. "Chase I want to know what's going on and I want to know now! Speak!"
"Hey! I don't know who you are but leave the boy alone!" MacLeod said stepping in between House and Chase.
Chase sighed and stepped around the larger, older Immortal. "It's alright Mr. MacLeod. I- I know him."
"Chase am I going to have to beat you up side the head with my cane to get some answers here?" House growled trying to ignore his urge to grab Chase and hug him, in pure relief.
"You know I'm pretty sure I can out run you. And you're not my boss anymore so you can't order me around! If I decide to tell you anything it'll be out of the goodness of my heart!"
"Hey that contract still holds! I didn't say you could quit, and I didn't fire you, and you're clearly not dead! You're still my bitch!"
Methos groaned and covered his face. "We can not have this conversation in the middle of a airport! Get your bags and come with us." Methos ordered glaring at both Chase and House.
Both glared back at him but House looked over at the spinning loop of bags and grinned as he spotted his, and hooked them and dragged them off.
He pointedly looked down at his cane that at the bags and looked at Chase.
Chase sighed and rolled his eyes, grabbing the bags along with the one of MacLeod's he was already carrying. "I'm am so whipped..."
"You can say that again, minion!" House grinned, following after the group as they started walking.
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