Disclaimer: I do not own House or any of its characters. I only own the plot. House belongs to Fox and the creative mastermind, David Shore.

The halls of Princeton Plainsboro Teaching Hospital had finally calmed down after the madness of the last few days. House and his patient had been treating a patient who had collapsed off of a diving board and nearly drowned in the pool. It turned out that it wasn't exhaustion, lupus, or leukemia; it was actually endocarditis which is treatable but could have been fatal as well.

House had already left for the night proud of himself for figuring out yet another impossible mystery. His four man team was still gathering their belongings in the locker room of PPTH. They were silent as they rummaged through their lockers until Dr. Christopher Taub broke the silence.

"I've got an idea." He directed his question toward Dr. Robert Chase, "Why don't we hang out tonight?"

"I'm really not in the mood to watch you play video games while I babysit your kids. They are cute, but they are also your kids."

"No. That's not what I meant, and I don't even have my kids tonight."

"Wait," Dr. Chi Park spoke after overhearing the conversation, "you babysit his children while he is still in the room. That's horrible."

"Not to mention selfish," Dr. Jessica Adams added.

"He doesn't always watch my kids. I play with them too…it's just that they seem to really like him…a lot."

"Wow," Adams began, "you're really good. Those girls are still in diapers and they still can't resist your charm."

"What can I say? I have a gift with the female race."

"Oh stop it. They just like you because they feel like you are one of their peers. You sure act like it enough."

"Oh come on Taub, don't get jealous because your babies think Chase is more fun than you are."

"I'm not jealous."

Park decided to join in, "You sound kind of jealous to me."

"I'm not jeal- That's not the point!" Pointing to Chase he exclaimed, "You brought up my kids, not me! I was only suggesting that we hang out."

"Yes, you said that but what is it that you want to do?" Chase inquired.

"I figured that since you've made so much progress in the last few weeks with your mobility, I thought maybe we could go out to a bar or something."

Park was curious now, "If you want to take Chase to a strip club you can just say it. We won't be offended." This last part she said while gesturing between Adams and herself. Adams seemed surprised by this.

"Is that what you want to do? Since my legs are working better you want to buy me a lap dance?"

"That's not what I meant."

"Sure it isn't," Parks said.

"You know what, forget I asked." Taub slammed his locker door and began to walk away.

"Wait." Chase stopped him in his tracks, "I think it's a great idea…the hanging out part. We can go out…all four of us to a bar or something."

"If your inviting us too, I'm in," Parks stated.

Adams looked a bit hesitant before she said, "Me too."

"That settles it," Chase said. "We'll all go out, have a few drinks, and have great time."

"Well, do you girls want to go to a bar bar, or do you have a specific place in mind?"

"Any bar's fine with me. What do you think Adams?"

"Wherever," Adams responded.

"Great. Well let's head out." Chase began to limp towards the door. "Who's giving me a ride?"

Taub pulled his car into the spot right next to Park's car and looked up at the sign of the bar she had led them too. Upon leaving the hospital Taub still thought the women would rather go to a place that they felt comfortable in so he told Park to lead the way. Reading the sign Taub immediately recognized the bar. "A karaoke bar? Really?"

Chase went to pull the door handle to exit the car, "You don't have to sing if you don't want to. It's just an option for all the sober people and a necessity for all the people that are to drunk to make rational decisions."

"Yeah, but I don't want to hear amateur drunkards attempting to wow us with song stylings of Bon Jovi and Queen."

"That sounds like a great idea. You and I can sing Bohemian Rhapsody later." With that Chase pulled himself out of the car and closed the door.

Taub mumbled to himself while getting out of the car, "As much of a classic as that song is I won't be caught dead with a microphone in my hand."

The four doctors entered the bar that was filled with people at different states of inebriation. There was already someone singing about their "achy breaky heart" on stage while other people watched, sand, or danced along with the tune. It was a full crowd but Chase noticed one table open up as soon as they entered. He shouted to the others, "Let's go over there!"

Once they were seated a barmaid came around to take down their orders. Of course Chase ordered a plate of nachos for the table, a move that Adams didn't quite agree with. "Are we really going to be here that long?"

"Well, why not?" Chase answered. "We're here to have a good time aren't we?"

"Yeah, but I just don't see the point in staying long if we're not going to be drunk enough to sing karaoke."

"Who says we won't be drunk enough. I plan on getting wasted," he wiggled his eyebrows to add effect.

"Well, you're not driving are you?"

"No, but you could get a cab too."

"Why would I do that?"

"So you can lighten up and relieve some stress."

The barmaid came back with their drinks and placed the nachos at the center of the table. Taub decided to interject himself into their conversation, "We came here to have a good time, so I plan on getting a good buzz as well."

"Chase is right we need to relieve some stress," Park added.

"I find it hard to believe that getting drunk is the best way to relieve stress," Adams continued.

"You're right it's not," Chase responded to Adams and watched the pleased smile spread across her face so he continued, "Sex is."

At that Adams smile died but Chase's smile turned into an evil smirk as Park snickered and Taub chuckled along.

Before she could counter his attack, Chase added, "But we'll have to settle for drinking because from the looks of it I won't be getting any tonight."

Taub's chuckling died and Adams raised one eyebrow in confusion at Chase. It was Park who decided to break the silence, "What do you mean?"

"Well, look around you obviously decided to bring us here on Gay Pride Night because I don't see any women at all at this sausagefest." It was then that the other three doctor's looked around and noticed that every other patron was a man. Some of them wore leather chaps that gays were known for, other's wore extremely tight t-shirts while some opted for no t-shirt at all. Men were dancing with men, grinding with men, and even involved in heavy PDA with other men.

Park looked stunned but quickly collected herself and stated, "The barmaid is a woman though."

"Look again Park. She may be glamorous but there is a very obvious adam's apple on her neck. And I bet if you look close enough you can see the microscopic stubble growing in."

"But this usually isn't a gay bar. I came here for karaoke a couple of times and it was fine then."

"Of course. I've been here before as well, but like I said," Chase pointed toward a sign hanging up by the door, "It's gay pride night."

"Why wouldn't they put that sign outside where people can see it?" Taub anxiously questioned.

Adams decided to answer this, "Would you want every homophobic gang member and skinhead knowing where they can find every gay person in town today?"

They all understood what she was telling them, but then Taub wondered, "Should we leave? Maybe go somewhere else?"

"No," Chase answered, " We're having a good time. It's not like we'll be forced to be gay just because we are here. Leaving now would just kill the party mood. We'll hang around as their straight allies and enjoy ourselves."

Parks and Adams nodded their heads in agreement then looked at Taub. He was still slightly intimidated by the situation but with everyone waiting for his answer he gave in, "Okay."

"Well then let's get this party started. Shots all around!"

What could possible happen with four doctors, drinks, and some added shots of tequila? I don't plan on making this a long story; it might only be two chapters long. I just had this idea about House's team going out and getting drunk. I didn't add House because I'm not really good at writing in his voice. This is my first House fanfic so any reviews would be greatly appreciated.

I was really sad to hear that this will be the final season of House. I have been preparing myself for this news but it was still so shocking to hear it especially after the last couple of episodes. I decided to do this story solely because I have been obsessed with House for so long that I wanted to leave my mark. I will miss the show and this will probably be my only House fic because I hate science and I believe in order to write a good House fanfic it should be relevant to the show. Since I know nothing about medicine it would require me to do research. Besides I'm better at writing romance anyway…and now I'm rambling. I'm sorry.

Thanks for reading :)