CROSSOVER ALERT! So I've decided that it would be interesting to see what would happen if our lovely Diagnostic team from PPTH made a cross country trip to SGH (That's right, Grey's Anatomy) in Washington to help diagnose a case!!

Second Opinion

Chapter 1: No Cause

"House!" Dr. Cuddy called out as she quickened her step to catch up with the bizarrely fast pace of the crippled doctor. "House!" She called again, closer this time.

"Didn't you hear me?!" She asked, following him into his office, crossing her arms in front of her.

He spun on his heel. "I'm sorry, were you speaking?" He returned, furrowing his brow in mock confusion.

"Don't toy with me." She shot back as she followed him deeper into his office as he settled into his office chair.

"You always take the fun out of everything." He complained as he propped his feet up on the desk, rummaging through his drawer, presumably looking for his gameboy. "You always allude me." He muttered as he pulled his toy out of its hiding place and powering it on, the little beeps indicating the game beginning.

"I assume you're here for a reason." He said, not looking up from his game as his fingers flew over the buttons.

"Case. 29 year old male. No apparent symptoms, no elevated temperature, vitals are fine, appears to be in perfect health." She rattled off, hands on her hips.

He paused his game. "When did we start treating healthy people? Run out of sick ones?" He asked, raising his eyebrows at her.

"He's dying." She shot back, dropping the file on his desk and sitting down across from him.

"You just said he was in perfect health." He countered, finally putting his game down, this admitting his albeit slight interest in the case.

"He is except for the whole dying part. He's in and out of a coma, seizing, his organs appear to be shutting down." She explained, gaining a bit of confidence now that she had his attention.

He picked up the file and opened it, noticing the forms were different than the standard PPTH forms. "SGH? Seattle Grace? What's going on?" He asked suspiciously, not liking the turn this was taking.

She sighed. "They've requested a consult. Derek Shepherd can't figure it out, Preston Burke can't figure it out. This guy is dying and apparently, they can't figure out why. They've asked me to send you out." She told him.

He tipped his chair back, dropping the file on the desk and steepling his fingers, his brow knitting as he thought.

"Shepherd and Burke can't figure it out? Seriously?" He questioned, surprised at his fellow colleagues lack of a diagnosis.

She said nothing. She knew he was thinking, turning the idea over in his head. "If I go, I'm taking my team. And Wilson." He told her, meeting her eyes at last.

"You can take the team. But Wilson? Why? They've tested for cancer. Al the tests came back negative." She argued.

"Well I dunno, he makes me feel all warm and fuzzy when he's near. And I want to run tests of my own, cancer scans included." He shot back.

She sat back in her chair and thought for a moment. He wasn't going to give up, that was something he never did. He was going to push until he got what he wanted anyways. So really, it was a matter of giving it to him now or later. She sighed. "Fine, I'll have your tickets in an hour. You leave tonight. You tell everyone." She told him, finishing the last bit as she left.

Twenty minutes later, everyone was gathered in the small conference room adjacent to his office. "Good morning kiddies. Daddy has a surprise for you. We're going to Seattle." He announced.

"Why? What for?" Foreman asked, leaning forward. They never traveled for cases.

"I thought we could all use a nice trip away, a little group outing. What do you think? For a patient. We've been requested." He told them.

"Really? What's the case?" Cameron asked, standing to refill her coffee, keeping an eye on House as he spun to watch her.

"That's just it. In theory, there is no case. That's what so interesting. He has no illness, every test, every scan, every x-ray and MRI is clean." He told them.

"What? We're going across the country for no case?" Chase asked, speaking up at last. The room turned to look at House.

"No, we're going because despite all that, he's dying. Been a coma off and on, respiratory issues, and his organs seem to be shutting down." House responded.

"Those are symptoms." Cameron countered.

"Yes, but the interesting part is they can't figure out why." House elaborated.

Eyebrows raised around the entire room. Wilson spoke first. "When do we leave?"

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