Bleding heart… hmm another sickness fic go figure lol only this one is a crossover
Danny dodged an oncoming blast as he coughed in his gloved hand. "Damn I must be coming down with a cold." He thought wirily. Figures as much. He was awoken from his thoughts by a punch and the cracking of his ribs. "Ouch" he said as he tried to grit back the pain. Soon he felt himself being thrown in front of a nearby oncoming bus he tried to go intangible but instead found himself going into a coughing fit as he collided with the bus. The bus driver never knew what hit him one minute he was driving the next there was a crunch. He abruptly stopped the bus and nearly panicked by the sight he saw. There laid sprawled In a bloody mess was Danny Fenton in his human form.
Everyone looked out their windows and cars stopped to get a better look at the scene. To the bus drivers surprise the boy sat up groaning. How was the boy even able to sit up.. he should be unconscious!
Danny looked over and could barely register his two friends hurrying over to him as they pushed through the crowd. "Danny are you ok?" Sam asked concerned. "Other than feeling like I got hit by a truck id say I feel ok." He replied briskly. He moved to shakily get up but found that he he couldn't move his leg. "Well that's just perfect." He muttered as the driver called 911.
"It could be worse." Tucker supplied as Sam elbowed him. Danny was about to retort when he felt the oncoming coughs. Everyone gasped as the coughes turned into retches and he found himself coughing up pools of blood before he passed out from the pain.
House stood in front of the coffee machine whistling innocnetly as Wilson came up and filled himslef a cup a he started to drink it he looked at house with suspiton. "What are you up to now?" he asked sighing. "Why would you assume i am up to anything?" he asked with an innocnet air as Wilson contined ot drink his coffee. however suddnetly he felt an uncomfortable feeling arise inside and he rushed to the bathroom. House looked down at the liquidfyed laxatives in his hands and smirked. "Oh laxatives you will always brign me joy." he howver stopped smirking when he heard the familure click of high heels draw near. "Ah Cuddy what do you have for me today?" he asked pompusly.
"well if you are through poisioning our coffee supply i have a case for you." she said tight lipped as she handed him the casefile. he scanned it over and frowned. "A run over kid?" he asked incrediously. "boring wont do it." he said handind the file back to Cuddy who shoved it back. "the kid is coughing up blood!" she insisted. "He was hit b a freaking bus what do you think is going to happen?! he probably has internal bleading." he said trying to shoo him away. however Cuddy stayed firm. "Other than a few broekn bones, a prain and a few stitches he is fine. he has no internal bleeding." cuddy intercepted. HOuse took the case file and looked it over and saw the name. "YOU are just having me do this becuse the parents are famous crackpots arent you.. oh and that its a kid." he smirked but began to study it.
"So you will take it?" cuddy asked flatly. house absentmindedly nodded. "Yea i will dont get your panties in a bunch." he growled.