A Doctor's Trust
DISCLAIMER-I don't own the characters of House, M.D.
OWNER-I do however own Dr. Thadias and Septis Blackout. So back off they are mine! Lol.
A few short months have gone by since House and Septis first held hands underneath the table at work. Things have been happy with the new couple so far. Everything was going just as planned, hell they couldn't be happier. Finally being able to remove those bandages a month ago made their bodies feel refreshed. They could get back to the way things use to be, well before going through the glass table at least.
It is late in the afternoon around six, just when the sun is starting to settle down beneath the trees. Septis is sitting in the conference room with nothing to do, while the rest of the team is off running tests for their boss. His attire consists of his usual wear, his white lab coat drapes his slender body, his medium jet-black hair is flung over his face, his black shirt and pants complete his attire. His many tattoos are covered up but not his goatee that starts at his lip and jets down to his chin.
He sits there massaging the tips of his fingers around the top of his stained coffee mug. He glances into the warm light brown liquid seeing it twirl around like a small tornado. A loud thud onto the table makes him snap out of his little coffee fantasy world. He looks up to see his lover the infamous Dr. Gregory House standing before him.
"Get to work." House has an angry tone in his voice as he limps over to his desk, turning his chair to the computer screen.
Septis looks up confused as hell. "Why? We're in here alone and you want me to work?"
House gives him an annoyed stare. "No it's just easier for me to watch you sit on your ass all day."
Septis stands up quickly noticing the sudden change in House's mood. He picks up the file and heads out of the door. House turns back to his computer typing faster with each passing second, he reaches into his shirt pocket and pops a Vicodin. He continues his path going down to the front of the hospital with the file tucked into his side. He's about to aboard the elevator until Dr. Cuddy stops him. She gives him a questioned glare before speaking to him.
"Dr. Blackout, I need you to realize something. You and Dr. House are not equals, actually according to my records you work for him. I'm sorry for the misunderstanding."
Confused by what she has just said Septis hands her the case papers. "So what you're saying is that I am not the same type of doctor he is. But when I first came here, my file says that I am. So now I have to assist House?"
Cuddy aggressively hands his case papers back to him. "I'm sorry Septis but things have now changed. You can either continue to work for House or leave, it's your choice." She walks off down the hospital leaving him to think about his new options.
Chase and Cameron walk back into the conference room, their expressions are troublesome. Neither one of them looks at House, but instead looks at the table in front of them.
"Where did the file go?" Chase shuffles some papers around searching for the case folder.
"They were there when I last looked. Are you sure that you can see wombat? I don't think that wombats can see too well."
Cameron looks around for them as well just in case Chase had accentually skipped over them. "No Chase is right they aren't here."
House gazes over at the two doctors still in an angry mood. "Where's Foreman at? Committing some crime? Hell maybe he stole them, it wouldn't be the fist time that a black guy stole something."
Chase and Cameron give House a disgusted glance; it wasn't the first time that he'd been an asshole. But this was really going over the line.
House's eyes are fixed on the two of them still standing there. "Go and find the damn case papers. He probably sold them for crack or some giant ass spinning rims."
Chase and Cameron leave the room as quickly as they possibly can, not wanting to suffer any, more abuse from their angry boss. The two of them head in the same direction of Septis, but take a quick turn going to the lab. In the lab, they see Foreman doing his work as usual.
Foreman turns to them confused. "What's up?"
Chase and Cameron both give him an unsteady look. "Well House has gone crazy once again; he thinks that you took the case papers." Chase says hoping that he really did so this will all be over.
"No I didn't take them, I've been in here the entire time." Foreman looks back over to his work.
"I'm not going to tell him that you don't have them. Have you seen his attitude today?" Cameron moves her hand trying give him a solid picture of his abuse.
"No and I'm glad that I haven't. That's why I've been in here."
Chase gets a curious expression locked upon his face. "Wait if you didn't take them then who did?"
They all think for a short second until foolishly remembering the other member of House's team.
"So it was Septis." Chase points out to the rest of them as if they were all brain dead.
"Looks like there's trouble in paradise." Foreman says laughing.
"Do you really think that's the problem with his sudden negative mood lately?" Cameron says sounding concerned.
"Hey I'm not getting involved in this. This is none of my business." Foreman gets back to his work while the other two continue to talk.
"It has to be. He has been nice lately and all of a sudden, his mood changes dramatically. I wonder what happened?" Cameron sits down in a wheeled chair near Foreman.
"I don't know. I agree with Foreman this is their business not ours."
"Ohh come on Chase you have to be curious. It's not everyday that House turns gay."
Chase walks over to the door stopping for a second. "I am curious, but I really don't want to find out what happened." Chase heads out of the room heading back to the conference room where his angry boss dwells.
Septis is sitting outside against a tree reading over the case papers. He goes over every detail trying to figure it out inside of his head. Unable to think of a single thing, he sit's the file folder on top of his lap and closes his eyes. The wind lightly blows through his medium jet-black hair just enough to cool him down. Wilson walks into House's office seeing him type away, he doesn't even bother looking up to see who it is. He manages to pop another Vicodin in while typing. He sits down in the chair in front of House's desk.
"House, what are you doing?"
House continues to type still not giving any eye contact. "I'm trying to download free porn, want to help?"
Wilson gives a light chuckle at his joke. "Where's Septis? He's usually in here with you."
House shrugs his shoulders. "I don't know. I sent him off to do work, but his cute little ass hasn't returned yet."
Wilson squints his eyes just hearing that makes him a bit upset. "I'm sure that he's off with the rest of your team running tests."
House lightly laughs turning towards his friend. "Yeah that or someone is raping him for his good looks."
Wilson gives another unsteady gaze realizing just how uncomfortable all of this is making him. Chase comes through the door heading right towards House.
"House the case file isn't with Foreman, he doesn't know where it is."
Wilson turns around to see Chase making sure that he knows that he isn't ignoring him.
"It's that or big bad wolf ate it or Septis did. Go retrieve it."
Wilson turns back around to House, as Chase goes in search for Septis.
"Do you actually think that Septis has it?"
"I threw it onto the table in front of him of course he has it."
"So you just sent your team on a senseless mission, clearly knowing where the file was the entire time?"
House nods while starting to stand up. "Yeah if I hadn't known this wouldn't be nearly as fun."
"Don't you have a case to work on?"
"Yeah I do but I seemed to have misplaced my case folder."
Wilson stands up joining his good friend. "I'd better get back to my work, I'll see you at lunch."
Wilson leaves making House wonder about that last sentence. "Lunch?"
Wilson stops outside of House's office wiping his hand across his face. "Did I just ask my best friend out for lunch? Damn, it must be all of this homosexual energy and it has finally rubbed off on me."
Chase goes outside still in search of Septis. He looks over and sees him sleeping underneath a tree with the missing case papers.
"Septis! There you are so you have the case papers." Chase runs up to the sleeping Septis who clearly isn't interested in what he has to say.
"What do you want?" Septis peeps one eye open and sees Chase hovering above him.
"We need the case papers." Chase extends his hand expecting them to magically float into his palm.
"Good for you and I need a nap." Septis closes his eyes once more.
A hard hit in the stomach snaps his eyes wide open. Chase has the case papers firmly in hand, he can see the smirk on his face. Septis grits his teeth and stands up.
"What in the hell was that!?" Septis gets in Chase's face growling with anger.
"What's your problem? All I did was grab the case papers, you freak out too easy." Chase gives a smart-ass smile and walks off going back inside of the hospital leaving Septis to stand there angry as hell.