[For the Doctor]

[dr_robchase]

Chase had been looking at the calendar with something like trepidation since August had rolled around and it wasn't just because he kept expecting himself to suddenly be teleported to be a T-Rex's chew toy again (even if it wasn't a T-Rex that had chewed on him, it wasn't like he took notes on that kind of thing). But nothing had happened and August kept on bulldozing along, apparently not caring that he was having issues and was exhausted past the point of it in trying to take home files from the psych department and make new notes on them since Catherine hadn't turned up in...well, a while.

Of course, he had a gift. He wouldn't have not-gotten-one and he had it sitting to the side of the Treehouse as he lay on his back and made annotations with a pencil, chewing on the end lightly as he kept an eye on the door, wondering if they were actually going to make something of the day or just let it roll by.