Stacy entered the room as quietly as possible. She didn't want to wake the room's inhabitant, that's if he wasn't already awake. She sat down in the chair that was beside the bed. House was still from the anesthetics they had used to make sure he was still out for the second surgery. Dr. Cuddy had said that he should be waking up shortly, which gave a short amount of time to figure out how to tell him what she had done. She was fairly certain that Greg was going to hate her.
He slowly regained conscious. He was aware that Stacy had a fairly good grip on his right hand. "Right where we left off," he said, the barest hint of a smile touching his mouth. She sighed heavily, deciding to come right out with it. "Greg, while you where the coma, they came up with a middle ground. That middle ground was to remove the dead muscle in your thigh." The hint of a smile that had been all of the sudden disappeared and was replaced by a kaleidoscope of emotions. Confusion and anger, and hurt, to name a few. Her grip on hand got ever firmer. "Please don't hate me. I did what I thought was right." Tears where starting to slip down her face. Hoarsely he answers her "I don't hate you."
Lisa Cuddy is sitting at a table by herself in the cafeteria. The trey of food in front is mostly untouched. She must admit, Doctor House is quite brilliant, if not a little crass. The diagnostic department could benefit from having somebody like him. She's interrupted from this line of thinking by Stacy, who wants to know if she can sit with her. Lisa's response is to push a chair away from the table using a foot. Stacy breaks the ice with "He woke up." "How'd he take the news?" "Better than I thought. He didn't say he hated me," her voice breaking when she said that. "He won't hate you. Just give him time to accept that he was wrong." Stacy let the other women's words sink in for a couple seconds before asking "what happens now?" "We'll wean him off of morphine tonight and watch how much pain he's in. Tomorrow afternoon he should be good to be released." "He won't like being in a wheelchair at all." " Maximum of two weeks. At least give the incision some time to heal before starting physical therapy. Stacy nodded, and Lisa continued "don't dare let him put any weight on that leg in till then. And again Stacy nodded.