My World
Rainbow Haired Girl
Summary: Starts during season 5 episode 4 Birthmarks. Vanessa House is Gregory House's younger sister, 32 years old 16 years younger than House himself. She sees House when their father dies in 2008. She and House try to catch up and Wilson realizes that House cares for his younger sister in a way that he thought House would never care for a girl. He also begins to have feelings for her even though they had first met. But when she comes to New Jersey for a performance and suddenly ends up at the hospital in Princeton and now it is to House and his team to figure out what is wrong with his little sister. Wilson and Vanessa get closer during her time in the hospital. Wilson becomes her doctor when House finds out what is causing his sister to be so ill. Wilson/OC
Disclaimer: I don't own House M.D. I do own Vanessa.
Authoress Note: This is my first House M.D fanfic. So please be kind.
Chapter 1
A Father's Funeral
Vanessa rolled out of bed to her phone ringing. It was her mom calling. She rubbed her blue eyes tiredly as she picked it up. "Hello mom." She said as she rubbed my blue eyes again.
"Vanessa sweetheart... how soon do you think you can get home?" Her mother said. She sounded upset.
"Mom what's going on?"She asked waking up a bit more.
"Sweetheart your father died a few days ago." She said softly.
Tears came to her eyes. "Why didn't you call me then? I can get into my car and be there in 12 hours."
"Don't you have practice? And I knew that you had a show two nights in a row. I didn't want you to worry."
"I do mom, but I can tell my understudy to take the part for now. You need me." She said as she got up off of her bed grabbing her suitcase. It was one of the days that they were running through the lines over and over again to make sure that their performances was great. "I told you if dad ever gotten bad I would be there." She said as she grabbed a few clothes that she was going to need. She grabbed her undergarments and put them into her suitcase first. She grabbed some black jeans, black shirts, and a black dress that She would be wearing at the funeral. "Did you want me to call Greg?"
"No, sweetheart. I called James... he's bringing Greg right now."
"Oh alright mom. I will be there in 12 hours." She said softly.
"I love you sweetheart."
"Love you too mom." She said softly. "Bye." She hung up her phone and let out a shaky sigh and ran her hands through her light brown hair. She finished packing her suitcase and went to the bathroom taking a nice hot shower. She quickly stepped out of the shower covering her thin form with a towel. She blow dried her hair fairly quickly and threw it up into a messy bun. She put her undergarments on fairly quickly and walked back into her bedroom. She slipped a pair of black skinny jeans, a black button down blouse, and a pair of black heels. She grabbed her cell phone and slipped it into her pocket.
She grabbed her suitcase and headed down to her car quickly. She walked out of her apartment and locked the door. She walked down to her car and unlocked it getting into it fairly quickly. She pulled out of the parking spot and began her long drive from New York City to her home which was give or take 11 hours away.
10 hours later she was still driving. She pulled her phone out to see that her mother had called her. She dialed the number and waited for her to pick up. "Mom what is it?" She asked as she kept my eyes on the road.
"How much longer do you think you will be?" She asked softly. Her voice sounded like she was going to burst into tears.
"I should be there in an hour mom. I will see you soon." She said softly.
"Are you dressed for the funeral? It is today."
"I got my dress in my suitcase."
"Make sure that you are in it before you get here."
"I know mom." She said softly. "I was going to pull over at the gas station to change." She said sadly.
"I will see you shortly then."
"Bye." She said softly as she hung up her phone. She pulled into the park lot of the gas station to get gas and change into her dress that she had brought with her. She got into her suitcase and grabbed her dress from it. She walked into the gas station and changed into the dress in the bathroom. She came out and went to the counter. "I need $20 on pump 9." She said softly as she pulled $20 out of her wallet and gave it to the guy. She walked back out to the car and put the $20 into the gas tank. She got back into the car putting her clothes into the suitcase.
Another hour later she was there at the church. She took her hair down from it's messy bun and fixed it quickly so it looked alright. She got out of the car and walked up the stairs to the church. She opened the door and went inside. She saw her mom standing with a few friends of hers. "Mom." She said softly walking up to her.
She pulled her into a hug. "Oh Nessie it is so good to see you." She said softly.
"It's good to see you too mom." She said softly. "Is Greg here yet?"
"No, he's not here yet." Her mom said shaking her head.
She let out a sigh. "Leave it to Greg to be late for something so important." She said shaking her head slightly causing her hair to bounce a little bit.
"I am planning on holding the funeral up until he gets here." Her mom said, placing her hand on her daughter's shoulder giving it a light squeeze.
She smiled a small smile. "You didn't tell this James person that I was going to be here did you?"
She shook her head. "I didn't want Greg to know that you would be here. He hasn't seen you since you left for Broadway all of those years ago."
She laughed lightly. Her mother was right about that. It was almost 14 years since they had last seen each other. They only talked on the phone when he had the time since he was a big time doctor now and she was an actress lighting the stage of Broadway. "Well that is very true." She said with a smile.
"How is everything on Broadway now Nessie dear?" Her mom was always curious of what she did on Broadway. The last time that she heard Vanessa was performing in Phantom of the Opera as Christine Daae.
Vanessa smiled. "It's going good. I just started performing in a new musical called Wicked."
"What happened to Phantom of the Opera?"
Vanessa shrugged her shoulders. "The ballet was too hard that they had me doing. I broke my ankle." She said as she tucked a strand of her light brown hair behind her ear.
"Who are you performing as now?"
"Elphaba... the wicked witch of the west. That was the show that we were doing the last two nights." She said softly.
"You get to wear green makeup?"
She laughed lightly. "Yeah... it's actually pretty funny." She said with a small smile. "But it is fun."
Her mom smiled. "I know that you think your father wasn't proud of you Nessie dear, but he really was proud of you. He will always will be proud of you."
She smiled. "I know he was proud of me mom even if he didn't show it."
She looked at her watch. "Greg is really running late."
"I was running a little late, but that is because of me having to stop and change clothes." Vanessa said as she put her hand on her mom's shoulder.
"I know, but we've been here for an hour and a half..."
"Don't worry mom. Greg will be here."
"I know he will." She said softly. She looked at me. "Dear you should sit down."
Vanessa smiled. "Nah... I am just going to go and check on something... I'll be back." She said, squeezing her shoulder lightly as she walked towards the kitchen to check to see how they were doing. "Do you need help?" She asked one of the ladies that was busy with the mashed potatoes.
"Oh yes dear do you think that you can check the chicken?" She said as she looked at Vanessa.
Vanessa smiled and went to the oven. She opened it and checked the chicken. "It looks like it will be done after the service." She said closing the oven up.
"Did you know John House?"
Vanessa nodded her head. "Yes, he was my father." She said softly.
"Oh you must be Vanessa."
Vanessa nodded her head. "Yes, that's me." She said softly.
"I am sorry for your loss."
"Thank you." She said softly.
They ended up talking for a little bit.
"I should go and check on my mom." Vanessa said softly.
"It was nice talking to you dear." The woman said warmly.
Vanessa walked out of the room and saw that her brother had finally gotten there with a handsome man. She didn't say a word at first since he didn't know that she was there.
"You held up the funeral." Greg said surprised that their mom did that.
"I did because I knew that you would be running late." Their mom said with a smile.
Vanessa smiled and walked up to them. "Well look what the cat dragged in." She said with a smile. "I was about to think that you weren't going to show up Gregory." She said crossing her arms.
Greg looked at Vanessa in surprise. "Vanessa what are you..."
"Doing here? Mom called me this morning." She said softly. "She said she didn't want to bother me since I was performing two nights in a row. I told her I would come."
"You traveled eleven hours to get here?"
She smiled. "Don't sound so surprised Gregory. He was our father after all."
"House... who is this?" James asked House.
"Jimmy this is my sister Vanessa... She is an actress."
She shook her head. "There is a difference Gregory... Actress is on film not on stage. Opera singer would be more like it." She said as she looked at the gentleman. "Vanessa House... who are you?"
"Doctor James Wilson... I work with your brother." He said introducing himself.
Vanessa smiled and shook his hand. "Nice to meet you James." She released his hand quickly when she felt a shock go through her hand. She could see the look on his face that he was worrying.
"James the war is over... Stop worrying." Their mother said to him.
Vanessa looked at Greg. "You should say goodbye to father." She said softly.
Greg looked at her giving her the look that he didn't want to.
She let out a sigh. "Come on Greg... this war is over between you and him." She said softly. She didn't want to remind him that he was the one that put her constantly between him and father when they got into fights.
Greg shook his head.
Vanessa shook her head and grabbed onto his arm. With the help from James we went up to their father's casket. She released his arm and placed a kiss on father's head trying her best not to cry. "I love you daddy." She said softly. She moved away from the casket and watched Greg carefully.
Greg looked at her and walked away after kissing father's forehead.
She went to go and follow him, but James stopped her.
"I'll go and talk to him." He said softly.
She smiled a small sad smile. "Alright." She said softly. She watched him go. She ended up walking towards where they went and listened in. She bit the inside of her lip as she listened.
"You took a DNA sample House! You really want to know that the man that you called father for the past 49 years father."James said to House.
"You were afraid of losing me." Greg accused. "You were scared that I was going to self destruct like you would've! Admit it!"
She heard a shatter of glass. She jumped and moved away from the spot quickly so they didn't noticed that she was listening to them.
"Nessa..." House said to her.
Vanessa turned and faced him. "Yes, Greg?" She said softly.
"Would you like to join me and Wilson for dinner..." He asked her softly. "It's been so long since we had a chance to really talk."
She smiled as small sad smile. "But what about mom?"
"She'll understand."
She let out a sigh. "Let me go and get my purse." She said softly.
"Alright... you're riding with us though."
"Can't Greg." Vanessa said as she left him and James standing there.
"It looks like she is taking this harder then you are." James said.
"She was daddy's little girl."Greg told James.
She returned with her purse in hand. "Ready?" She asked softly.
Greg nodded his head.
"Which diner are we going to?"
"Why don't you choose baby sis."
She groaned. "Not that baby sis crap again. Greg you hadn't called me that since I turned 15... that was almost 18 years ago." She muttered out.
"Well I know tomorrow is your birthday."
She let out a sigh. "Don't remind me. 33 isn't the biggest deal any more... 21 is more of a bigger deal remember." She said softly.
Greg nodded his head.
"I'll pick the place. Just follow my car." She said as she walked with them out of the church. She walked to her car which surprisingly enough James had parked the car right next to mine.
Greg looked at her car. "That was your car that we parked by."
"Don't sound so surprised Greg." She said unlocking her fairly expensive car. "Being an opera singer has it's perks." She carefully got into her car and started it up. She led James and House to one of the diners that she had gone to with her mom and dad a few months ago when she had a break from Broadway. She pulled into a parking spot and he pulled into a parking spot right behind her. She got out of the car and looked at the two of them. "Well come on." She said softly.
The three of them walked into the diner. She sat down on the one side while Greg and Wilson sat down on the other side of the table.
"What can I get the three of you to drink?" Asked the waitress as she placed the menus in front of them.
"I'll have a coffee." She said softly. She was going to need the energy to drive to the hotel that she would be staying at.
She jotted it down and looked at James and Greg.
"I'll have the same." Greg said.
"Me too." James said softly.
"I'll be back to take your order." She said leaving them to look at the menus.
Greg looked up from the menu at Vanessa. "So what have you been up to?" He asked her softly.
Vanessa looked up from her menu and raised an eyebrow. "Why so curious about what I am doing now Greg?" She asked kind of confused of why he was even asking her about her job and what she had been up to.
"I know I haven't been great at keeping up with you, but I would like to know what you have been up to." Greg said in a demanding tone.
She rolled her blue eyes. "Don't you dare start using that tone on me Gregory." She hissed out. "I know you want to know what I have been up to, but all you had to do was ask me nicely you ass." She said jokingly with him.
Greg rolled his eyes. "Any new musicals?"
She laughed. "Yes, actually I am in a musical called Wicked."
"What happened to the last one oh what was it called..."
She rolled her eyes and crossed her arms. "Phantom of the Opera..."
"Yeah Wilson here saw it once or twice." Greg said nudging James in the side.
James rolled his eyes. "I highly doubt that she was part of the cast when I went and saw it."
She leaned forward. Her necklace dangled a little bit. "Try me. When did you go and see it?" She said with a smile.
"A few years ago." He said with a smile.
She laughed lightly. "I was in the cast."
"Who did you play?" He asked looking at her surprised.
"She has played Christine Daae for a long freaking time." House said with a smirk.
"And even retired from the role." She said with a small sad smile. "Last year."
House grinned. "Remember when you told me that the actress that played Christine Daae was beautiful... You didn't tell me that you saw the Broadway version of it." House said jabbing James in the ribs.
James's face was really red.
"Greg quit picking on him." Vanessa scolded him.
"Why the hell did you quit being Christine Daae?" Greg asked her disappointed. "I was going to take him to see it one more time."
"I broke my ankle and couldn't do the ballet movements that were needed." Vanessa said shrugging her shoulders. "I got a better job playing Elphaba in Wicked." She said laughing lightly. "Which reminds me are you going to try and see my show that is coming to Princeton in two months?" She questioned him.
"I might."
She laughed lightly. "Of course you are a busy stubborn doctor." She rolled her eyes. "It would be nice you know. To know that I have your support."
"You have my support don't you dare say you don't."
Vanessa shook her head. "Stubborn as always Gregory." She said laughing lightly.
House snorted. "And who else is stubborn." He pointed his finger towards her.
"Gregory it's not polite to point." Vanessa said as she looked back at her menu trying to keep herself from biting his finger. She always bit her brother's finger if he pointed at her, but since James was there she refrained from doing so.
The waitress had come back with their coffees. "Now what can I get you?" She asked as she placed the three coffees in front of them.
Vanessa looked up at the waitress. "I'll just have a Cesar Salad."
The waitress wrote it down.
"I'll have a BLT." House said.
"I'll have a Cesar Salad too." James told the waitress.
"I'll be back with your orders shortly." She said leaving the table.
"A salad Nessa? Still health conscious?" House said, poking fun at his little sister.
Vanessa picked up her mug and took a sip of the hot black coffee. She put it down onto the table. "Now, Greg I may not be a doctor like you are, but I do know what is healthy for me." She said as she shook her head. She ignored the shortness of breath that she was feeling at the moment.
House rolled his eyes.
Vanessa noticed that James was a little bit out of place. She blushed a little bit. "Sorry. This sometimes happens."
James laughed lightly. "I understand... it happens when I am around House too."
Vanessa raised her eyebrow. "You call him House? Why?"
"He doesn't like people calling him Greg." James said with a shrug of his shoulders.
Vanessa laughed lightly. "Sounds like something you would say Greg."
Greg rolled his eyes. "You got that damn right."
Vanessa shook her head and took another sip of her coffee.
"So are you staying at mom's tonight?" Greg asked her.
Vanessa shook her head. "No, I'm not. I am actually going to stay in a hotel tonight."
"Why the hell not stay with mom?" Greg was becoming a pest to her. He wanted the answer from her right that moment of why she was staying in a hotel instead of at their parents house with their mother.
Vanessa sighed. "Persistent as always aren't you Greg? I know that's not what I missed in the last fourteen years." She said as she shook her head.
"Tell me why or I am just going to keep bothering you."
"Fine if it will get you to shut your mouth. I don't want to stay there because I will probably break down and I don't want mom to worry about it." She said as she placed her coffee down on the table. "Besides... aren't you going back to Princeton tonight?"
"No, we are probably going to stay with mom." House told his sister. "I don't see why you don't stay there."
Vanessa let out a sigh.
"Nessie."
"Don't call me that." She snapped. She hated when Greg called her Nessie. It reminded her too much of the Lochness monster. She didn't mind when her mother used it because Nessie was the nickname that her mother had an easier time with.
"Nessie just stay with mom tonight... I can keep an eye on you."
Vanessa rolled her eyes. "Fine. I don't see why I am staying though."
"I don't want you breaking down. You and dad had a better relationship than he and I did."
"How could I forget, but Greg let's face it you aren't very good when it comes to little sister crying." She said as she smoothed the skirt of her dress a bit.
House nodded his head. "I know that, I don't think that Wilson won't mind helping out now would you Wilson?" He asked looking at his friend.
"Greg you don't have to put your friend on the spot like that." Vanessa snapped at him.
"I don't mind helping out." James said softly.
"See Nessie he doesn't mind."
Vanessa groaned. "Greg be nice." She said softly.
The waitress came back with their meals. "Here you go enjoy." She said after she placed their meals in front of them.
The three of them ate in mostly silence. Greg and James talked about the convention and how House had seen James carrying around his unopened divorce papers all weekend. Vanessa felt out of place, but it was fine because at least they were off the subject of her.
House looked at his sister. "Alright let's get to mom's before she starts calling us to see where we are at." He said as he staggered up.
Vanessa rolled her eyes. "Says the one who really doesn't want to stay in the same house that the miserable old man lived in." She said as she got up slowly.
"We will follow your car to the house." House told Vanessa.
Vanessa shook her head. "Of course." She said as she put the money down on the table for the tip and for the price of the food. She walked out the diner with them and got into her car leading them to the house. She parked her car and got out of it. She carefully got her suitcase out of the back. She walked inside with them.
"I'm glad that the three of you are staying here." Said their mother.
"We weren't going to pass it up mom we wanted to make sure that you were alright." Vanessa said softly.
Her mother hugged her. "I know you would stay."
Vanessa cleared her throat. "Mom you don't mind if I go to my room and change out of these clothes... My heels are actually starting to kill my feet."
"Of course dear. I will show James his room and Greg you can have your room."
"Thanks mom." He said softly.
Vanessa walked up to her room with her suit case. She kicked off her high heeled shoes and looked around her bedroom that she use to live in when she was a teenager before she left for New York City. She changed into her night clothes after she had shut the door. She changed into a pair of black sleep shorts and a black camisole. She tossed her long light brown hair into a messy bun. She sat down on her bed and looked at the violet colored walls that were decorated with posters from when she was growing up.
She felt tears well up in her eyes. The death of her father was actually hitting her harder then she thought it would have. She felt them roll down her cheeks. She wiped them away quickly. She heard someone knock on the door. She got up off of her bed. She went to the door and opened it a little bit to peak her head out. She saw that it was James. She wiped a tear that had fallen. "Yes, James?" She asked softly. Her voice was cracking a little bit.
"Are you alright?" He asked her concerned.
"I am about as fine as I can be. How would you feel if you lost a parent?" She asked softly. Her voice cracked again. She took a deep breath. "Sorry."
"I know we just met... but I am here if you need a shoulder to cry on." James told her with a small smile.
"Thanks..." She said softly.
"Do you mind if I come in? I mean House hasn't really told me much about you?"
She laughed lightly. "Sounds like something that my idiot brother would do. He never mentioned me before you saw me tonight." She said as she shook her head. "Come on in." She said as she opened the door to allow him to come into the room. She didn't care if she was a little bit exposed more than she normally was.
James slowly came into her room.
She closed the door as he sat down on her bed. She walked over and sat down next to him. "I didn't know Greg would have a single friend honestly. I wasn't expecting him to show at all." She said as she looked at him.
"I guess there was things about House that we didn't know." James said laughing lightly.
Vanessa laughed lightly. "Yeah that sounds like him." She said softly. "I am actually glad that he has a friend besides coming to me to complain about his problems."
James nodded his head. "Well I am glad that he had someone to talk to for a while. So... you singing on Broadway... that's really something. How long have you been doing that?"
"Fourteen years." She said softly. "So you liked my performance of Christine Daae then from Phantom of the Opera..."
James blushed.
Vanessa laughed lightly. "I'm not going to hold it against you that is for sure." She said softly. "Actually no one really didn't know me best for that role. They know me best for my role now..."
"I am going to have to go and see you perform in Wicked."
She laughed lightly. "Well if you like Wizard of Oz I am sure that you'll like Wicked." She said with a smile. "Even if I am playing a person with emerald green skin." She said laughing lightly again.
"Did your father get to see any performances by you?" James asked softly.
Tears came to her eyes. "Um... he's seen quite a few performances." She said softly trying not to cry. She ended up crying anyways.
James put his arm around her to try and console her. He knew that it was hard losing someone that you were close to. He was worried about what House would say later, but he knew that House had asked him to console Vanessa so she didn't end up breaking down more than she already was. He ended up staying with her the entire night until she fell asleep and he ended up falling asleep as well with his arms wrapped around her.
That is the end of chapter one. Please review to let me know what you think of it.