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He felt like he'd make himself a little nook in the recreation room when he wasn't in the medical clinic. With Cameron there now, it felt like the practice back home. All they needed was Foreman to show up -- and god, Chase hoped that didn't happen. He could only imagine Foreman clashing with House on the island. He flipped another page of the Bible, reading the Prodigal Son for the tenth time that day, reflecting on it quietly as he rubbed the rosary beads with his thumb.

He was trying to calm down, settle. House and Wilson were okay, so he just had to pray they stayed that way. And then he had to pray for patience with Sirius, understanding with Anna.

He exhaled slowly. God give him strength, he definitely needed that.