Why? That was the only question that Dr. Gregory House could ask himself. Oh, and what? as well. Why was she dying? What caused it? Why was she brought here? House popped a Vicodin into his mouth and chewed it. Usually he dry-swallowed them whole, but today he savored the horrible, bitter taste of the pain killer. As he slowly chewed the pill, he pondered the woman's case.
She had come in three days ago, complaining of a stomach ache. House thought back on the day she came in.
"It hurts, Dr. House, it hurts so much!"
"Well, what have you eaten? Surely you just need to take a dump. Let me prescribe you some laxatives."
"You ass! I would know if I had to make a bowel movement! This is abnormal!"
"You shouting at me won't make anything better. In fact, you are making me want to leave your case entirely. Go home and sit on the freaking can!" House left the room. Right before he closed the door, he heard her choke. He rushed in. She was clutching her throat and gasping.
"Respiratory arrest! I need backup, damn it!" shouted House. Three nurses rushed in and attended to the blue-faced woman. She was passed out now.
"Dr. House?" House snapped out of his daydream and looked at the young, beautiful face of Dr. Allison Cameron.
"Dr. Cameron?" he replied.
"Dr. Cuddy wanted me to see you."
"Why? Am I in trouble? Does she want me to beg?"
Cameron sighed. "I was walking past her office and she wanted me to come her and tell you that you have a patient in exam room one."
"And she couldn't have told me this herself?"
"She knew that I was headed this way and she wondered if I could do her a favor. She's very busy at the moment, filing papers and trying to fix all of the things that you screwed up on."
"Aw," House pouted with sheer sarcasm, "if I never screwed up, Cuddy wouldn't have a job then I guess."
Cameron slammed the patient's file on Dr. House's desk. "NOW House!" She spun around and headed for the door, swishing her long hair behind her.
"Aw, you're so cute when you're mad. Hey, next time, you spin like that; wear a lower-cut top. I'd like to see what the girls do when you make sudden moves."
Cameron stopped and looked at House with a reproachful glare. House met her eye and saw that she was pleased that he noticed her. Behind the glare, he saw light that danced in her eye when he looked at her. House picked up the file and grabbed his cane. He limped to the door and sighed. I wonder what crap this patient is going to put me through today, he thought to himself. As he exited his office, he saw Cameron walking down the hall. He admired her taut ass for a moment, then set off in the opposite direction.