Like Father
Part 1
"I need you to run a MRI on this guy."
"But there's nothing wrong with him. He's got abdominal pain and said he replaced smoking with sugarless gum." Foreman said.
"I know but if Cuddy thinks we're working a case, she'll leave me alone." House's pager went off. "So much for that plan. Do the MRI anyway."
House limped out of the room with every intention of escaping to a coma patient's room.
"HOUSE!" he heard.
"Wicked Witch alert." He snarked without turning around.
"There's a patient in Exam Room 2. She asked for you specifically."
"If it's a giddy old woman who thinks I look like-"
"No. She's younger than that."
"She hot?" He asked.
"Just go." Cuddy snipped.
"Fine." He raised his voice slightly so the nurses could hear. "But only as long as I'm on-"
"Don't even think about finishing that sentence." She snapped.
House caught the elevator and grudgingly made his way down to the clinic. Popping two Vicodin, he opened the door.
"Fate fell short this time
Smile fades in the summer-" the girl sang.
The girl was at least 12. Her Rolling Stones T-shirt and black cargo pants were slightly rumpled, as if she had slept in them, and her light brown hair looked as if it was hastily done in the bathroom. House watched her as the second verse rolled on.
"Where do we go from here?
Turn all the lights down now. Ok I'm bored." She said before turning off her I-pod.
"Aww… show's over?" he said. The girl laughed and put the thing aside.
"Are you House?" she asked as she fiddled with the sleeve of her black leather jacket, not looking up at him.
"What tipped you off?"
"I had a hunch."
"So what seems to be the problem?" he asked, sitting on the stool across from her.
"I need a refill on my pain medication." She said.
"Which is…?"
"Vicodin."
House took the bottle out of his pocket and handed her two pills. She popped them in her mouth without a second thought and swallowed.
"Thanks."
"Don't thank me. Without a parent's signature and consent I can't refill anything."
"I know. That's why social services was going to bring me here." She said softly.
She tore her eyes away from her shirt and looked up at House. Her copycat eyes stared into his.
"Do I have your consent?"