Emma Swan opened the doors of the closest hospital. It doesn't matter why, and it doesn't matter how, but House and Cameron had been talking near the entrance.

Immediately, House stopped talking, his eyes following the curves of a very familiar-looking woman. He let out a chuckle. "Oh boy."

"What? What is it? Are you having an epiphany?" She asked, trying to look where he was. She saw no one.

"Oh I'm having something alright." He followed the girl to the counter, opening his jacket in order to look as cool as possible. He 'casually' rested on the counter, flinging his elbow on top in a 'casual' manner. Then he 'casually' ran his tongue across his lips. "Hello there!" he 'casually' greeted.

Emma turned her head towards the voice, and noticed his demeanour. "Erh, I'm sorry, do I know you?" He seemed like a pervert, but she knew to never judge on first impressions. Her parents had taught her that.

But he [i]was[/i] a pervert. "Doctor Gregory House." He 'casually' let out his hand. "Now you do."

Emma hesitantly shook the hand of the so called 'doctor.' It seemed a bit rude but she had to ask, "your a doctor?"

House was about to speak, but he got interrupted by Cameron. "Yes, he is," she said abruptly. "Now why are you talking to this girl?"

"Well, as I always say, two is better than one." He motioned to the twins in front of him.

Cameron's mind reeled. She gave House a confused look, then looked at the woman he had been hitting on. The woman looked back. Her mind was reeling also. Their mouths opened, and in unison they said, "I don't get it."

"Oh come, on!" At that moment, House decided: He'd keep his thoughts a secret.

"What? What is it?" Swan questioned. She didn't get it, and it seemed neither did the woman next to her.

House's eyes turned serious and lovestruck, as if he was about to confess his undying feelings. "If I tell you, will you love me forever and never leave my side?" He asked solemnly, taking the Cameron-twin's hand into his own.

"Excuse me?" She quickly took her hand away.

"Aww, I'm heartbroken." He brought his hands to his chest, feeling his slightly quickened heart rate. He turned his puppy-dog eyes to Cameron, who gave him a 'look.' "Really, I am."

Cameron slightly rolled her eyes, and decided to forget it. "We should really get going."

"Spoiler sport." House groaned like a child. "I wanna keep talking to my new best friend," he turned to Emma, "what was your name again?" He changed his tone.

Emma was tentative to give him her name, but found herself instinctively answering. "Swan, Emma Swan."

"Swan, Emma Swan!" He returned to his previous demeanour. House spotted his friend nearing him, but it was too late to duck.

Wilson spotted House from a distance. There he was. He found him. He made his way over, realizing he was with Cameron, and they were talking to a new girl. He pushed it off. Probably something to do with the case. It was only when he stood next to House and noticed the two girl's faces side to side, he instantly jumped back. The resemblance was striking. "Cameron," he started, "I didn't realise you had a twin sister."

The exact same confused look on both their faces was uncanny. He soon got assaulted with questions such as, "what do you mean?" and, "we look nothing alike!" They said some things in unison, too.

He heard a quick movement behind him, and turned around to see House limping away from him at max speed. He sighed. "Oh boy."