Howdy! This is a FullMetal Alchemist/ House crossover and I just want ya all to know that I don't know absolutely everything about House, I'm gonna do my best to get it as close as possible. So! If I get it wrong in parts PLEASE feel free to tell me what is off and I'll do my best to fix it! Oh, and please be nice about it.

This story is for Eden and Deon

Chapter One: John Doe

"Somebody, please I need help!" A man staggered into the emergency room, he was carrying a boy on his back, "This kid is hurt!"

A nurse walked up to him followed by several of her colleges; they brought a stretcher with them. The man set the boy down on the stretcher, as the nurse started asking him questions.

"Sir, can you tell me what happened?"

"Yeah, I was just walking to work when I saw that kid lying in an alleyway, he was all beat up and seemed to be muttering something." The man explained, the nurse was writing this all down, she then nodded and asked,

"Could you make out what the child was saying?"

"Just a little bit, something about, I'm assuming, his younger brother and returning what was lost."

"Hm, all right then," the nurse said, "Did you see any distinguishing features or wounds on the boy we should look into?"

"No…I didn't," the man paused then said, "Wait, yes, I noticed that his right arm and left leg were fake."

"Prosthetic arm and leg…" the nurse wrote down, "Ok, that should do it for now, if you could give me your name so we can tell you when we are finished?"

"Oh right, Eric Williams." The nurse wrote the name down then left, the man sat down in the waiting room while the doctors took care of the boy.

It was an hour later that the man started feeling faint, he messaged his temples as he stood up to get a drink from the drinking fountain. One of the nurses walking by paused and asked if he was ok, which he replied he just had a migraine, the nurse left and he continued to get his drink. But before he reached the drinking fountain he collapsed and started screaming in pain. When the nurses and doctors got there, he was wreathing on the floor, his skin was becoming like stone.

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A man, in his mid forties maybe, with gruff features hobbled down the hallway towards the reception desk, he paused, resting most of his weight on the cane he always had. A doctor walked up to him and said,

"Great you made it, I was starting to think you'd died or something."

"You're not that lucky." The man said shifting his weight, "When did this start and how many cases have been reported sense then?"

"It started about eight this morning, a man came in carrying a wounded kid, it wasn't long after we took the child that," the doctor looked down at his chart, "One, Mr. Williams, started having migraines and finally unexplainable body pains."

The man stopped and gave the doctor a mildly annoyed look asking,

"Wait, are you telling me you called me in on my day off…for headaches and body pains? Please don't tell me that an accomplished doctor such as yourself can't prescribe pain killers."

"It's not that, you see, these symptoms are being caused by some unknown pathogen that's causing the body to…solidify." The doctor said hastily.

"Solidify, how so?"

"I think you better see for yourself." The doctor said. He led the man to one of the rooms, the person lying in the hospital bed was mostly covered in blankets but their hand was sticking out. It looked as if it had turned to stone, it was all chipped and cracked, the man merely raised an eyebrow.

"Well…that's different," he then said plainly, "You said that this…disease…started early this morning?"

"Yes."

"How is it contracted?"

"Well, as far as we can tell it's not air born, our best guess is that it passes from one person to another through physical contact." The doctor said.

"Not a problem, the carrier is probably someone who came in right around the time this all started, so, my best guess is it's Mr. Williams." The man paused then added, "No, make that…the kid he brought in."

"Are you sure?"

"Let's go ask shall we?"

They made their way through the hospital, they came to a stop just outside room 132, Dr. Cameron was standing just outside the door reading over the occupants' charts. She looked up when she heard the all too familiar step of her boss,

"House, I thought you had a day off."

"Yeah, I heard how everybody missed me so much I decided to come back." He retorted stopping, "So, this kid was the one brought in early this morning?"

"Yes, he's got several minor bruises on his torso and five bruised ribs, to add on top of that he needed seven stitches for the gash above his right eye and…"

"All right, the kid's beat up pretty bad, now did you touch the kid?" House asked. Dr. Cameron gave him a slightly annoyed look then replied,

"No, why?"

"I…we've got reason to believe that kid is the carrier for a very infectious disease that's causing peoples' skin to solidify."

The look on Dr. Camerons' face said that she clearly thought House was crazy, but the look she was getting from him told her he wasn't joking. She sighed and stepped aside saying,

"Be nice, he's extremely shaken up and hasn't spoken."

"I'll behave." House smirked while walking in, the doctor he'd been with left saying he had some other patients to attend to. Dr. Cameron just gave House a skeptical glare before leaving herself; it was her lunch break.

House hobbled into the room and made his way over to the second bed, the one closest to the window, he pulled up a chair and sat down. Resting his trusty cane on his lap he looked the boy over curiously, the boy couldn't be more then sixteen or seventeen years old. He had long goldish blonde hair pulled back in a low braid and eyes to match. In all his years of being a doctor, House had never seen gold colored eye, unless they were extremely sick that was, but this kid looked pretty healthy save for the small cuts and bruises.

"What's your name kid?" he finally asked after he was more or less done observing. The boy didn't answer, instead he turned and looked at House questioningly, he then glanced down at his right arm and frowned. House glanced down at the kids' arm as well and raised an eyebrow.

"You've got a prosthetic arm, huh, wonder why nobody told me." He muttered, "So, you gonna talk or not kid?"

The boy sighed and leaned back on his pillows, he had a very vague, almost blankly bored look on his face as he whispered,

"Did it really work?"

"Did what really work? You know that didn't answer my question, what's your name?"

The boy looked at him again then replied slowly,

"Edward Elric…"

-To Be Continued-

Yes! It's a short first chapter I know! I am merely testing out how well (or bad) I did on the House side of the story, in this chapter I'm going on mainly the episode I watched this morning (taped) and my horrid memory of the last three episodes I watched a while ago (also taped). If anything is off PLEASE! PLEASE! Tell me! I don't like making characters OoC, and sense I'm not as well versed in the House series (though I hope to be in the future!) that may happen once in a while…man I lobve that show…House is so cool, he's one of those 'I hate you and love you at the same time' kinda characters…at least that's what I think. Review!