This is my first fic, so hope you like it. Huddy of course! Everyone begins acting strange towards House, he and Cuddy begin to get close but she's with another guy, however there is something very suspicious about him. Angst and House gets hurt!
Enjoy!!

Wilson brushed his hand through his matted hair. He was exhausted. He had been at the hospital for 48 hours straight, managing to have very few naps only lasting 15 minutes at best. While dating Amber he had neglected some patient files, nothing important just the 'unnecessary paperwork that tags along with the job' as House had once put it. Yet, it still had to be done and Wilson wanted to get it done as soon as possible. Another day and he'd be pretty much up to date, he kept thinking to himself.

Suddenly knocking began once again on his door. Not the sound given when a hand knocks gently, but the fierce sound of wood on wood.

"I told you already, I'm busy." Wilson shouted out knowing it was House again. He had already knocked several times that day. Wilson had locked both doors and closed his blinds after House had barged in and thrown Wilson's paperwork off the balcony when he refused to pay him any attention. No sunlight was also helping his migraine. The constant banging however was not.

"And I told you, I'm not." House replied.

Wilson didn't reply.

"Wilson. Seriously I gotta talk to you."

Again, no answer.

"What is so dam important? You have no one to cure. All your patients will be dead in a month, two if they are lucky!"

House heard Wilson sigh heavily. He was getting to him.

"You know I'm gonna win. I'm not going to go away so easily." House continued to bang on his door. He varied his knocks into various tunes to irritate Wilson as much as possible. Suddenly his pager went off.

"Looks like you are going away... and surprisingly easy!" Wilson finally replied with a smirk on his face.
"I'll be back!" House shouted in his best imitation of Terminator.

House limped into the clinic where Taub stood with a file and began to pass it to House as he saw him enter.

"This better not be a brat with a runny nose or worse an idiotic teenager who has an STD because she loved him, and he would never do anything to hurt her." House mocked. "When will girls realise we want what's in their pants and fun bag holders, not the packaging."
"Ok..." Taub began. "Cuddy asked me to give you this, he's in room 4."

Taub walked swiftly away and towards the stairs. House looked stunned. That was weird, he thought. Taub just basically disregarded anything he said, no opinion, no enabling, just the facts. Just like Wilson. Something was going on. And where the hell is Cuddy, he thought. She normally gave him new case files, especially if they appeared in the clinic; hell her office is right there!

House peered into Cuddy's office as he passed to proceed to room 4. It looked locked. It was dark and the blinds were closed. Her assistant wasn't even there. As he opened the door to room 4, he was met with a young man, late twenties at most. He was attractive and obviously a sports fanatic looking at his physic. House peered down at his file.

"Who are you?" The man asked.
"I'm just bored. Thought I'd have a wander around."
"Wh.. what?
"I'm a doctor you idiot. I'm looking at your file aren't I?"

House was surprised with his own outburst. It wasn't witty or funny. Just plain rude. He didn't care, he was rude all the time. But he was still surprised. Needless to say so was the man.

"Where's that woman doctor gone, I thought she was treating me?" The man began asking, hoping to try and get his polite doctor back.

House rubbed his head. How was he supposed to know which doctor he had apart from the fact she was female? What a moron, but he refrained from saying it.

"Name?"
"Ted Rogers."
"Christ... Not your name, the other doctors name. I know yours it's written in this file. What isn't written in this file however is that you were in the football team in school and college."
"How... how did you know that?"
"It really isn't rocket science. So name?"
"Think it was Sarah, or possibly Jackie. No Debra!"
"That's it." House got up and began to limp towards the exit. He was nearly done for the day anyway. Well it was two pm. He showed up for four hours at least, he thought.

Suddenly he heard the man say something else.

"I know her last name was Cuddy though."

House rubbed his head in frustration. "I'll go see where she's got to."

House slammed the case file down onto the nurses' station. Brenda the head nurse jumped out of skin. She looked up and tutted seeing House peering back at her.

"Cuddy?"
"Gone for the day." She replied.
"I gathered," House said pointing his cane towards her office. Of course she left it but never locked up and darkened unless she had left. "Where?"
"Don't know." She replied shortly.
"The Dean of the hospital leaves way too early and no one thinks to ask why or where she is going?"
"Just like you said, she is the Dean. What is it my place to ask?"
"Well that's true. You do have absolutely no place in this hospital."
"Screw you!"

Brenda marched off towards an exam.

"You will always have a place in my heart though!" House shouted after her. Seeing Brenda stick her finger up behind her back just before she entered the room made him giggle slightly to himself. He loved pissing Brenda off. But he was missing his afternoon banter with his favourite doctor, and he was intent on getting it.

House rode the elevator to his floor and marched towards his office. He opened the door and flung the case file at his ducklings as he walked inside.

"I gave this to you." Taub said.
"And you work for me." House replied bluntly.
"Run a CT scan. I think the idiot... well I hope the idiot banged his head as that would conclude his first symptom."
"Which is?" Thirteen wondered.
"I just said. He's an idiot. A bang to the head will hopefully explain why he's an idiot. Maybe we should get you one too. Or is idiocy a side-effect of your Huntingdon meds?"
"Nice." Thirteen grabbed the file and headed towards the door where the others began to follow.

"Wait..." House began. "I just insulted you."
"Your point?" She asked.
"I always insult people, but I get a response. Even if it's not a comment back about my life, it's at least a 'screw you.' Or a hand gesture or anything?"
"Yer... Anyway, I'm off to run this test."

The four of them left leaving House speechless. He had had enough. He was bored! No one was playing his games and his ducklings often did ignore him but they always had a comment or opinion eventually. But this had been all day! Well the four hours he had been there. He missed his bitching buddy Wilson and his argumentative girl Cuddy. Where was she? And why was he blatantly ignoring him for no reason, well no new reason.

House marched round the corner to Wilson's office and was just about to pound on the door when it opened. Wilson stood shocked and tried to slam it shut but House managed to get his cane in the way.

"You know this could be classed as cripple abuse. There really should be a helpline for us."
"House, go away. I really need to work."
"So why were you about to leave."
"Unfortunately, unlike Cuddy I don't have a toilet in my office."

House barged his left side suddenly into the door which caught Wilson off guard sending him flying towards his desk and House full ability to limp into his office.

"Talking of the she-devil. Where is she?"
"Don't know. Thought she was working?"
"Now I know you are lying."
"How?" Wilson asked sitting back down at his desk while House jumped onto his couch.
"If you don't know, then why also comment and say you think she is working. Something is going on, and it involves you two."
"I have no idea what you are talking about."
"And my ducklings are involved. The only one who seems to be true to me is Brenda."
"The nurse in the clinic?"
"Yer. At least I can trust her."
"Sorry to break this to you, but she hates your guts."
"Exactly."
"One day I'll understand you. Now that your little show is out of the way, Can I please be left alone, I need to finish all this work and I need the toilet." Wilson stood up and headed for his door.
"I know your keeping something from me but you want to tell me."
"Is that so..." and with that Wilson left his office.

House limped fast after him, still talking.

"You can't keep a secret so you locked yourself away. Same with the ducklings. Taub for some reason feels like he has to tell the truth even when his wife has no suspicion and buys him a shit-hot car."
"What has that got to do..."
"Nothing. Just he's a crap liar. And I wanted to spread the gos."

Wilson rolled his eyes, both of them still walking towards the stairs.

"Thirteen, well she's a woman, they thrive off the truth. Kutner, adopted and Foreman..."
"Wait because Kutner was adopted he is a crap liar?" Wilson stopped at the top of the stairs.
"Yer." House replied like it was an obvious statement. " And Foreman, well he just rolls his eyes at me constantly anyway, and likes playing his little role as Cuddy's lapdog. So I guess no change in him."

Wilson began to walk down the stairs.

"Hey!" House shouted after.
"Just leave Cuddy alone, ok." He replied and walked off.

House was left stunned. What did that mean? Was Wilson generally saying that or was it a clue to where Cuddy actually was. House could not be more confused. But now it was a puzzle, and he was going to solve it.

Hope your enjoying it. I'll get the next chapter up as soon as possible! Any advice or reviews would be great! Thanks!