It feels good to be writing another House fic! After "Just Once" and "Music," I wondered how I was going to follow all of that up. This is not a sequel to either story. I just wanted to write something that had some dialog and involved more of the characters. Just writing about House and Cameron (although I never once wrote her name!) gets a little old if there is nothing for the mind to work on but that... So, this should be a good series. At this point, I have no clue where any of this is going, but I'll figure something out as I go along.

At this point, I would like to present you with the story, so, here we go!

Accident

He was an idiot. An absolute idiot. Why he hadn't seen it before was amazing. Chase had caught the mistake, of all people. If anyone would have outwitted him, he thought it would have been Cameron, but no. It was the British guy. It was so basic, too. The acetaminophen would have reacted, causing the effects of the illness to worsen. House tapped his fingers on his desk in anticipation. Any moment now, someone would come for him, telling him he had been right after all and that the patient needed his help.

No one came.


"And now I suppose he is sulking like a teenager?"

"Yes. We don't really want to go anywhere near him until we know that crazy look has left his eyes. Cameron was going to go looking for him, but we convinced her that wasn't the best action."

"Great... Where is she now?"

"We really don't know."

Cuddy leaned back in her chair, looking at Chase and Foreman in distaste. The early afternoon light streamed in through the window, lighting the office in a warm glow that didn't match the mood coming from the three doctors at all.

"How is the patient?" Cuddy asked with a sigh.

"Doing better. I don't think the acetaminophen would have caused something life threatening, but it was not the safest way to go."

Foreman looked at Chase, a slight smile on his face. As terrifying as it was to have House angry because of his own mistake, it was worse to have one of House's own team to correct him. But Foreman couldn't help but smile just the same.

"You know House. Nothing about him is safe. His glance alone makes you want to grab a fire extinguisher, just in case." Cuddy bit her lip and thought for a few moments.

"No one talks to House until he comes to you. He wants one of you to step into the trap, so avoid him. I want one of you to make sure Cameron stays away from him and the other one to keep an eye on the patient. Let me know if anything goes wrong and keep me up to date on his condition."

"Who?" asked Chase, on his way out the door, Foreman on his heels. "The patient?"

"No," answered Cuddy. "House."


Sorry about the short chapter. This was just a set up, I think, to what is actually going to happen. More of a prelude, if that is the correct term! Anyway, I promise the next chapters will be longer and that things will pick up very quickly! Please review! I love comments; they help me figure where a story is going, even if I have a plot already! I also like to hear what people have to say so I can get characters right and things like that. Thanks so much and I'll update as soon as possible!