Chapter One

"House, you are two hours late for your clinic duty. Should I even bother asking why?" Cuddy questioned as she turned and followed House down the hall.

"Nope. I would probably just lie anyway." House replied, using his cane to push the button for the elevator.

"Oh no you don't. You don't have any cases right now, so you are going to the clinic."

"I might get a case any minute, though. I just want to be prepared."

"Then go and find a case- in the clinic. Now!" Cuddy demanded, earning a demeaning frown from House.

"Fine. I can find a case anywhere. People are always sick, right? Especially in hospitals. You ever wonder why that is?" And with that, he turned and left.

"Okay, say 'ah'." House said, monotone. The man opened his mouth wide and did as ordered. Seconds later, House pulled back with an exaggerated gasp. "You say that people are avoiding you and you don't know why?"

"Yeah, and then they look at me funny. I was just…wondering why." The man replied.

"Alright, I am going to write you a prescription." House said, then handed a man the man a sheet of paper.

"What is Celtylpyridinium chloride?" he asked, completely missing the pronunciation.

"Listerene. You have horrible breath. Brush your teeth, eat a packet of Tic-Tacs a day, and try not to stand so close to whatever friends you may think you still have left." House said, then left the room.

"When was the last time you had sex?" he asked.

"I haven't had sex." The 16 year old boy said.

"Uh-huh. Try again. When did you have sex? Don't worry, Mommy and Daddy wont find out." House falsely promised.

"…last week." The boy finally spit out.

"Here is a prescription to help. The itching and rash will eventually go away, but next time- don't screw the head cheerleader. Try the geeky girl who sits behind you in Algebra One class. She probably hasn't been with every other guy in the school." House suggested, then left.

"I'm out of here!" he announced as he headed for the door.

"House, you still have patients waiting!" Cuddy called.

"Don't care!"

"House, no! You have one more hour, then you can leave."

"I did clinic duty, you never specified how long." House shot back.

"45 minutes is not clinic duty." Cuddy said.

"Close enough."

"House! I said…" Before Cuddy could finish, one of the nurses from down the hall called a code.

"I need help! This girl has passed out!" the nurse called. Cuddy and Houose turned around and went straight for the room.

"What happened?" Cuddy asked.

"I don't know. She was complaining of a headache and her eyes were red, then she screamed in pain and fell."

"Red eyes and a headache? Drug Overdose, probably. Pump her stomach." House ordered, then walked out the door while Cuddy was still busy with the unconscious woman.

AUTHORS NOTE: I have done some research on the disease that will eventually come up, but I am by far not a doctor and have had no more than first aid training. So if something sounds strange to you, please just overlook it. Hope you are enjoying it so far!—Loo R&R!!!