A/N: A stupid oneshot i wrote during class. I'm hoping it shows up this time, the last 3 times i tried posting this fic it kept saying 'Unable to run current document' or something. Argh!

Summary: House can't find Thirteen.

Disclaimer: I don't own House...and i would really appreciate not being sued.

Rating: T

Looking for Thirteen:

House limped into the doctor's lounge, zeroing in on Kutner when he realized that the doctor he was looking for wasn't in the room.

"Where's Thirteen, I need her to run a test."

Kutner made a barely audible 'I dunno' grunt, and went back to watching the television and sipping his pop. House rolled his eyes and turned the TV off with the butt of his cane.

"Hey, genius. 13, where is she, speak." House vented impatiently.

Kutner shook his head.

"I dunno. I thought I saw her down at the clinic a few hours ago."

House gave a 'you're an idiot' smirk.

"The key words in that sentence are 'a few hours ago'. I'll rephrase my question. Where is Thirteen, right now, not a few hours ago." House drawled condescendingly .

"Are you out of vycodin or something?"

"No. You're stupidity is just so intense that it causes me physical pain. Makes me cranky."

Kutner ignored Houses comment and huffed.

"I don't know where Thirteen is. If you get this pissed off whenever you can't find her you should consider making her wear a leash."

House scoffed and reached for his pager. After sending a third page to Thirteen, House shoved the small device back into his pocket and looked up at Kutner.

"Come on. Lets go find the wabbit."

"and you need me to come with, why?" Kutner asked slowly.

"If I can't find Bubbles, then the gimp doctor doesn't have to hunt down another employee who can't understand the mystical concept of answering a page."

Kutner begrudgingly got up from the couch and followed House out of the lounge.

"Okay, Chase said he saw Cameron and Thirteen leaving the cafeteria about 15 minutes ago."

"Heading where?" House asked, his eyes never leaving the screen of his gameboy.

"He said it looked like they were heading towards the clinic again."

House stood up and slid his gameboy back into his pocket.

"To the dungeon."

Kutner smirked and followed the older doctor to the elevator.

"Why don't you just have me or Taub run the test?"

Kutner asked as he pressed the button for the correct floor.

"Because. You would willingly run a pointless test if it meant getting brownie points from you're bossman. That's no fun. And the Iron Giant took the day off to continue 'talking' with his wife."

"So Thirteen is the object of you're jackassery by default?"

House just shot Kutner a shit-eating grin and stepped off the elevator when they reached their floor. House reached for his pager again and sent Thirteen a fourth page. A very distant beeping sound came from one of the exam rooms. House smirked and made his to the door.

"Found the wabbit."

House opened the door and peeked his head in before drawing back slowly and looking back at Kutner.

"Do you…..have a camera on you're phone?"

"Ah…yeah, why?"

"Found Thirteen….and Cameron."

The gimp doctor peeked his head back into the room grinning like an idiot.

"Didn't know Thirteen was so……flexible."

End

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