Disclaimer: I don't own any of these characters; I just like to put them to my own uses.

A/N: Hey everyone. I probably have taken a step off the deep end with this one. This is a sequel to both Close Encounters of Three Kinds and Too Many Doctors. The first being an X-files, Stargate SG-1, CSI crossover. The second being a Dr. Who, House M.D. crossover. So now I'm taking these two events and smashing all of them together, minus X-files, plus Stargate Atlantis. Needless to say, in order to push so many different stories together, they are all in some type of AU universe.

Things you should know… The Doctor is the 9th incarnation (just because he's my fav). Stargate is after season 8 but Jack is still a General (and there is no such thing as Mitchell and Vala). CSI is pretty much in its current season. In fact, for anyone who has read Close Encounters, I'd like to think that that story is the off camera events that led to Grissom and Sara hooking up. Atlantis is after Misbegotten (second eppie of season three). And House is post season 2, pre season 3.

I realize this has all been about as clear as mud, but I hope you are able to follow it. Please don't hesitate to send your questions, comment, and reviews. Hopefully I can clarify as I go along.

Chapter 1

Doctor Who

"Rose?" the Doctor called. He hadn't seen her in a while. They had been flying through the Time Vortex aimlessly for a while now and she had disappeared somewhere within the TARDIS for the last hour or so. The Doctor was used to her disappearing to explore his ship from time to time, but she usually would pop back up after only a short time of absence. She was incredibly curious, but she was still nervous around so much high tech stuff that she didn't understand.

"Rose, where are you?" he called again as he walked down the corridors. He was beginning to get nervous. Why hadn't she answered him?

"In here," he heard her call back. Something didn't sound right about her voice and the Doctor hurried towards her call.

"Rose?" he said as he entered the room where she was. She was sitting on the floor, looking rather confused and disoriented. "What happened?" He asked as he quickly covered the space between them, coming to a kneel beside her.

"I'm… I'm not sure," she answered. "I was just looking around when suddenly I became dizzy and the room began to spin. I sat down to keep from falling, but I think that I must have passed out. I woke up a minute ago when I heard you calling and found myself here," she said.

The Doctor was quite concerned as he reached his hand to her forehead. It was definitely warm to the touch and her eyes seemed to be slightly glazed over. "Are you still dizzy?" he asked.

"A bit."

"Ok Rose, let's get you to the medical bay," he said as he reached to help her up.

She nodded and started to climb to her feet when suddenly the whole room seemed to lurch again. She fell heavily into his arms, unable to keep the room from spinning.

He held her tight as he lowered her once again to the floor. Once he had her sitting again, he pulled her from his chest and looked down at her. Her eyes were rolling back into her head as she slipped from consciousness once again.

"Rose! Rose stay with me!" he called to her, but she only slipped further out of it as her body began to convulse in his arms. He held her tightly, trying to will her seizure to stop. He was on the verge of panic as she continued to be racked by the convolutions. Distantly he could hear himself muttering things into her ear, trying to connect with her, trying to reassure both her and himself that everything was going to be alright.

After a few moments, the seizure slowed and finally ended. He pulled her away from him once again and laid her out on the floor, checking her pulse and breathing. Her heart was still frantically beating after the traumatic episode but her breathing was very shallow, much too shallow for his liking. He quickly picked her up from the floor and carried her to the medical bay.

As he went, he began to hate himself for not having learned very much in his centuries of life about human physiology. It struck him suddenly how his title was The Doctor, but he really knew nothing about medicine as it pertained to humans. With his own people, he had some basic knowledge, but being that he was the last of his kind that really didn't seem very helpful.

How do you treat someone with only one heart? What was normal for a human? What was he supposed to do? These questions flooded his brain as he brought her into the medical bay and placed her upon one of the beds.

He was The Doctor, and he had no idea how to heal her…

Luckily, his ship at least knew how to keep her alive. As he placed her on the bed and stepped back, the screen behind the bed began to glow, keeping a reading of her vitals. Of course he didn't really know what was good for her and what was bad, but at least it appeared that she wasn't dying. If she was, the indicators would be sounding an alarm.

He watched as an air mask lowered from above and settled over her face, helping her to breathe more deeply. It seemed to him that her heart was still too fast, but what did he know? Perhaps when there was just one heart it had to beat faster than someone with two.

He stared down at her nervously for a while, not sure what he was to do. True, his ship would know how to keep her alive, but what about healing her? She was still unconscious and obviously wasn't breathing properly. Her face was now covered in sweat as a fever began to climb. He noticed that her body temperature had jumped a degree since he had brought her in. He may not know much about the human body, but he knew that that was not good.

The Doctor began to pace… he always thought better while pacing.

I need help. That much I know. It's going to have to be someone that is well versed in human physiology. But all of the more advanced human doctors are more used to dealing with human hybrids, not pure blood humans. It's going to have to be someone from close to her own time, but that is still a rather archaic time for medicine. Who from that time could I trust? Do I even know anyone with medical training from that time?

Then he paused in his pacing as a thought struck him. Of course I do. That doctor who helped me out with that Glerth a while back. What was his name? Holmes… Home… House! That's it, House. He seemed to be a fairly intelligent guy, if a little abrasive.

The Doctor looked back to Rose who still lay unconscious on the medical bed. He made up his mind right then, he was going to bring her to Doctor House. Hopefully he would be able to help her.

He sighed and took one last long look at his companion before he quickly left the room to man the TARDIS controls. He needed to get to New Jersey at around year 2006, Princeton Plainsboro Teaching Hospital…