I'm not really sure if anyone really likes my stories (except my friends who actually review unlike some people…), but I put 'the choice' on hiatus because I got bored, and this sounded like more fun to write. So here we go! This is just one of those things that I think of when I can't sleep. Usually I ignore them, but this was too appealing. So yeah it's kind of weird, and House is probably OOC. But well… I have no idea what I'm doing! Anyway enjoy! Oh and the title makes no sense XD
Bright pink and Spinning
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Jeffery Taylor lay in bed, not feeling like getting up. He had slept well, for him. Last night he had gotten home late after spending all day at his lab. Working in pharmaceuticals meant crazy hours, something his wife would never understand. She was always so angry when he got home late. He heard his alarm clock blaring in the background. He tried to get up, and sitting up he felt the most powerful headache, like his skull was splitting open right between his eyes. "Uhn!" all he could do was moan, so loudly that his wife came into the bedroom.
"Jeff?" she questioned, looking to his side of the bed. But Jeff wasn't there.
He couldn't breathe, and the sound of her voice barely registered over the pain. He felt like his lungs were closing up, his body shutting down. He felt as if his eyes were popping out of his head and his rapid heart rate was the only thing in his ears. He knew his heart was beating way too fast, and that he would soon hit tachycardia, and pass out. His fingers clutched so hard at the base of his bed, the wood splintered. His rapid gasps for air brought nothing to his oxygen deprived brain and body. His vision turned black as he passed out.
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The lights and sounds of the ambulance overpowered Jeffery's senses as he came into his surroundings. He'd blacked out before, but it was never like this. All of his senses felt like they were on overdrive. The world was in such a fierce clarity, each light and person standing out so much his head hurt. The siren was piercing his ears, at a frequency that never bothered him before. He could also hear every voice in the ambulance, and the guy on the other end of the phone (who he assumed was his insurance agent) that his wife was talking to. This is weird. I shouldn't be able to hear him… At the same time as all of this was assaulting his senses, he was miserably hungry. His stomach was growling, cramps worse than he'd ever felt. And despite all of this, he was refreshed. More than refreshed. He felt like he could run a marathon, and still have enough energy to do it again.
"Patient with simultaneous tachycardia and respiratory arrest." He heard as the doors opened, revealing an ER. "heart is still racing, we had to intubate as well." What is wrong with me? Jeff thought, he felt fine. Actually better than fine, he felt really great. Except that his head hurt like hell and his eyes where seeing spots and his stomach ached, but other than that he felt great.
The EMTs lifted him onto a stretcher and rolled him into the hospital. His head was still pounding from the incessant onslaught of his senses, and he felt a bit faint from hunger. He periodically had mini blackouts as he was wheeled into the ER. These guys must think I'm unconscious. He thought as they roughly dropped him onto the bed. "Ow!"he tried to say. This proved to be a really bad idea, because a tube down your throat usually means you can't talk. His failed attempt did serve to alert his doctors though.
"Hey Doctor Cameron, we need you over here!" one of the many ER nurses hollered.
Dr. Cameron hurried over, grabbing a small penlight out of the pocket of her scrubs. She flashed it quickly in front of Jeff's eyes. "pupils are round and reactive, but guys you really need to see this." His pupils were dilated, taking up almost all of his brilliant midnight blue eyes. But the strange thing wasn't the color at all. It was the way his eyes responded to the light, so fast as if they knew where it would be next.
"I've never seen anything like this. We need to get House." Dr. Cameron exclaimed, running off to the personnel floors.
What's wrong? Who's House? What the hell is WRONG WITH MY EYES! If I go blind I swear to god I will hurt someone. All of these thoughts were rushing through his head as he watched the young doctor run off.
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Dr. Cameron quickly stepped off the elevator, twirling her hair in her fingers. She honestly had no idea what to make of these symptoms. And what was worse, she felt very uncomfortable coming to House. She may tell everyone that she was over him, but ever since he and Cuddy started dating, things had been awkward between them. And now there was this… well what was this anyway? The symptoms didn't match up.
She was so busy worrying about talking to House in her head that she walked right into him. She almost knocked him over. "Geez, still can't keep your hands off me can ya?" he asked as she steadied herself.
"No- I…" she blushed, "we have a case down in the ER, and I think you'll be interested." She left it there, hoping he would want to help, and not make some stupid remark about her being in love with him.
"Well, knowing you, it's probably just a kid with strep, so I don't really think I need to help." He started to turn away.
"Respiratory failure, tachycardia, and unusual eye movement and color. We got his heart rate down but it's still very high and he still can't breathe." She rattled off, hoping to get him interested.
"Hmmm…" House hesitated, "what the hell does 'unusual eye movement and color' mean? Are his eyes bright pink and spinning or something?"
"Well, it's hard to describe… you really should see for yourself." She smiled weakly.
"I guess as long as you don't plan on raping me on the way there, a trip to the ER won't kill me. But I'm pretty sure Cuddy would mind if that's what you planned."
Cameron didn't say anything, just led the way downstairs (via the elevator of course), House following grudgingly behind her.
Alright so that was chapter one. Next one will be up soon, I hope. Please review… anyone who does gets a cyber hug!
