Note! I don't own, or claim any writes to the Characters in House, just fan fiction people!
So yeah, I am giving into my dreams of House, so I do say sorry, if this story isn't with the high knowledge of Medical know how, but I will try my hardest to make this story fun, so please be rest assured this isn't going to be at all crazy. I hope.
As always please Read and Review... cos then Wilson can be happy face.

Chapter one

First impression

Sitting in front of a mirror, she looked over herself carefully. Not to look too made up, but couldn't look too dull. It was going to be one of them days, she wasn't sure she was really ready for this.

Her stomach felt it tied into knots, and even in med school she'd never felt this nervous before, no ever.

Her brown eyes focused onto her face, picking up a brush, she started to go into her soft brown hair, she didn't focus on her face that much, but brushed on auto pilot. The young woman didn't seem to reflect any emotion upon herself; maybe she just kept brushing her hair. After a while she pulled it up into a ponytail, the door knocking catching her off guard. "Come in." Her voice careful, turning to face the door as it slowly opened.

"Just wanted to know if you're ready, cos I'm leaving soon, and you don't want to be late…" James Wilson hung on the doorframe, but kept looking into the room, as if he was studying the young woman. "Louise, its ok to be nervous, first days are always that way." He smiled tapping the door.

"Thank, I mean really, you've done a lot for me." Louise slowly stood up, her eyes going over the details of her Uncle's suit, "Got any advice?" she asked before picking up her jacket.

Wilson smiled, placed a reassuring hand to her shoulder. "Just be yourself." He then tapped, "and try to remember you are smart, and this is your internship…"

"Yes, but I am interning, in your hospital." Louise inhaled sharp, "I'm kind of nervous, for other reasons." She now placed her hands into her jacket pocket before taking a deep breath.

"Well nothing to be worried about, just think of the Hospital, as your medical school, you still have much to learn." Wilson smiled while patting her shoulder again, "One piece of advice, don't let House make a fool of you, or take advantage." He nodded at his own words.

"Yeah Uncle James, not let him take me for a mug, right." Louise now followed Wilson to the front door. "Trust me; I know how to look after myself." She smiled following being James as he opened the door, but looked behind at her.

"You've grown up so fast Louise." Wilson sighed watching her walk out the front door into the apartment buildings hallway. "Only feels like yesterday I was at your Bat Mitzvah." Louise carried on walking towards the exit to the car park, "James, seriously, don't get mushy on me please?" she rolled her eyes, "I'm twenty six," she added getting to his car standing in waiting.

"Yes, and when your father called me, he said I was your only hope." Wilson opened the locks, and laughed. "Why did you want to come here? There are so many hospitals where you live." He asked getting into the driver's side as Louise got into the passenger side.

"I just wanted to get away from my parents, just needed a life." She put her seat belt on, but only looked forward. "See, I'm all grown up, didn't even need to bribe me." Louise laughed now, Wilson started to engine.

"Yeah, grown up," Wilson pulled out of his parking space.

House turned off the engine to his bike, he felt like a bike day picking up his cane before getting off the bike. Walking towards the building he glanced as he walked slowly towards the automatic doors walking in. house didn't know to do a double take seeing Wilson walking into the elevator with a cute brunette. Part of him wanted to catch up with them; he watched how Wilson's hand lightly rested on her back, smiling, so now House was feeling his face break into a grin.

"House, remember you have clinic duty today," Cuddy's voice caught House off guard as he stop watching Wilson and turned to face her.

"So you say," he said while started to walk away from the sound of her voice, "I'm busy, big case on my desk calling me."

"House, don't you dare walk away from me," Cuddy now moved faster to catch up with him, her hand touching his shoulder to look into his eyes.

"See this is the part where I do walk away," House moved a step to the left, but he glanced back to Cuddy as he started to walk. "Who is that girl with Wilson?"

"Intern, starting today, House, if you're interested in helping," Cuddy was now calling after House as started to walk toward the elevator.

He had a smirk on his face, "I'll think about it Cuddy," he shouted back to her as he pressed the button for the elevator. Watching the doors open, he stepped in to get one more look of Cuddy's face, "Thought about it." He reached into his pocket taking out the bottle of Vicodin, popping two pills into his mouth with a smile.

"And?"She asked watching the doors slowly close in, so she was losing sight of him.

"No," he laughed while the doors shut, and Cuddy was out of view, he placed the bottle of pills back into his pocket, mainly just waiting for the doors to open again so he could waste time in his office, maybe even have a case that would make him forget everything else for a while.

The doors do open, and House steps out slowly, his eyes go to Wilson's office door, part of House was curious. Mostly was he in there alone, could he find out the identity of the girl he was with.

"We've got a case, thirteen year old girl, respiratory problems." Thirteen said while walking beside him holding the file looking to the history. "Other symptoms are," she went to speak but knew he wasn't really listening to her; his eyes looked to the girl leaving Wilson's office heading for the elevators. "House, I'm talking to you," Thirteen carried on speaking while House carried on looking to the doors.

"Well, I'll be with you in a moment, just bounce ideas without me, simple case." He said while walking towards Wilson's office and Thirteen stood still watching him leave.

"Yeah, like you're not our boss or anything." She'd muttered while watching him, but then turned to go back into the office.

"So," House said as he barged into Wilson's office, "Intern…" he added after it before sitting on the sofa in Wilson's office.

Wilson glanced up from his work, and then exhaled, "So, you've got to, one, hide from Cuddy? Two, avoid working? Or," He gave a small smirk, "you want to know who just left my office?" he went back to looking to his patient list, and House made a shocked expression on his face.

"Am I that easy to read?" House leaned back, and then rubbed a hand into the gaps of the sofa, and then glanced to the floor of the office, "Well, doesn't look like anything interesting happened while she was in here, but then you did come to work with her…" House kept looking to Wilson. Wilson on the other hand kept working. "So, how long have you known this intern?" House added while trying to push a button, but Wilson kept working.

"House, I've known her for," he glanced up, his face breaking into what was between a smirk and a grin. "I'd say twenty six years, give or take a few months…" he then picked a pen up and started to sign some forms.

House sat bolt right on the sofa, his eyes with real surprise. "Wait, see now I'm confused." He now tried to think of something witty to add.

"She's my niece, she's doing her internship here, as she wants to get away from her parents, I said she could stay with me, until she gets on her feet." Wilson now stood up walking to his door.

House kept still sitting down contemplated if the answer was real, or not, but kept still, "So you want me to think you're related?" House got to his feet, putting his weight on the cane to walk quicker to the door, "It just makes this more fun for you." He winked.

"House, this isn't a game, she's my brother's daughter." Wilson looked into House's eyes for a moment, "She is!"

House laughed, "Yes, whatever you say Uncle Wilson."