Disclaimer: I do not own any of the House characters. I do own Hannah however.

Warning: There is self-harming material in this book. Please read with caution.

Author's Note: This is my first House fanfic that I've ever written, but I'm really excited to share it with the rest of you. I usually write Law and Order SVU fanfics, but I decided to leave my comfort zone. I do watch House, but I definitely know the Law and Order SVU characters better. I'm sure that most of the time, the orginial characters are in character. I apology in advance if they're a little out of character, but I think for the most part...everything is good.

Anyways, this is taken in Season 5(I saw that Wilson may resign and unfortunately I have class when it's aired.Darn.But I have a really good feeling that Wilson will come back. I believe.Ahaha,so this book is set after he comes back...if he comes back) And I decided to keep Cameron,Chase and Foreman because I know thier characters better than the doctors who just joined.

Okay, read and enjoy! :)

-blueskies723

She was running on the treadmill at the local gym nearby. She got out of class an hour ago, but hated herself from the moment she woke up.

Hannah wasn't good enough to live, or that's what she thought. She was a sophomore in college, and was paying her own tuition bill. Her mother kicked her out as soon as she was eighteen (which was a month before she went off to her first year of college) and her father was non-existent ever since she was born.

She never felt like she was good enough for anyone or anything. She kept her grades up to A's and B's and had friends, but Hannah felt like she didn't have enough to survive in this world. Her relationship was her mother was always rocky, and it lead the young girl to cut herself and an eating disorder; no wonder she hated herself.

She was running on the treadmill, wishing that all her pain would go away. She started feeling weak, so she pushed herself harder. She hated being weak, but that's all she was when her legs cramped up and she fell off the treadmill. She knocked herself unconscious, and she was lucky enough to have a few people in the gym to call for help.

Dr. Gregory House was sitting at his desk playing pool on an online gaming site. Unfortunately, his game had to end when his team of Chase, Foreman and Cameron walked into his office. He was annoyed when he left the game and looked at the doctors standing in front of him.

"Apparently I can't have any fun on the job" he said

"What were you doing?" Chase asked

"I was playing Pool. You know; the game that you play at a bar and when you're drunk, you end up having to pay for a broken window. Now, why are you here to annoy me?"

"We have a new patient" Foreman replied "Nineteen year old college student is unconscious from flying off a treadmill."

House almost started to laugh, but he had a grin on his face instead. His team knew that he found this amusing.

"We know that you have a grin on your face."

"That's not the point, is it?" House asked as he got up from his desk and grabbed his cane "I didn't think college students would fly off treadmills..."

"She was forcing herself to run at a fast speed and she ended up falling off" Cameron said

"I would think that House would see something like this on Youtube" Chase said

"And I would think that you would keep your mouth shut" House snapped "Do we have any idea what's wrong with her?"

"No Idea" Foreman replied

"Did we do any tests?"

The three doctors looked at each other and decided to leave the office to start the testing. House shook his head and went back to his desk. He went on the computer and searched "People flying off treadmills" to see if he could find any of the people in these videos hilarious, regardless of the fact that people hurting themselves in the process.

Lunchtime approached the hospital hours later. Dr. James Wilson was already sitting at a table with a turkey sand which, a small bag of chips and a water bottle. House entered the hospital and spotted Wilson, so he walked over and hovered over him. Wilson found this uncomfortable and turned around to see House standing behind him.

"Can I help you?" he asked

"I think I'm going to help myself to a few of your chips" House replied as he snatched the bag and sat down next to Wilson.

"A few chips doesn't mean the whole bag."

"For all I know, you could have eaten the whole bag" House explained "Meaning that there would only be a few chips in the bag."

He looked in the bag and saw that there was still half a bag of chips.

"I just sat down here ten minutes ago"

"I see that by your chip bag"

House took a few chips and threw the bag back at Wilson. Wilson caught the chips and put them back on the table.

"I see that you haven't changed one bit."

"I see that you're still bitter about me killing your wonderful girlfriend" House snapped "What's that saying...It's Bros before Hoes, I believe..."

"I should let you know, I'm still grieving."

"And you can grieve all you want! Should I buy a huge box of Kleenex at the store next door?" House asked with an unsympathetic look on his face. Wilson gave him a nasty look and continued eating his lunch.

"See, I was right. You're still bitter."

"I am not bitter!"

"And I'm Santa Clause. Don't feed me lies that prove that you're already lying. Oh, and by the way, I'm stealing your chips."

House grabbed the bag of chips and ate them as he walked out of the cafeteria. Wilson sighed and wondered if House was ever going to change.