I DO NOT OWN VA OR HOUSE! if i did Dimitri would be a dhampir and Alvie wouldnt hae left the face of the earth!

RPOV

"How long is this gonna take?" I asked. We were driving up to New York. We were currently somewhere in New Jersey. Suddenly my head started to hurt like crazy. It was different from the ghosts though. I screamed. Someone started asking questions. I just shook my head and pointed to the phone for them to call an ambulance as the darkness consumed me.

DPOV

"How long is this gonna take?" Rose complained. I looked at her and smiled. My smile quickly faded as she through her hands up to her temples. Was her ghost headache back? Suddenly she screamed. I freaked.

"Rose? ROSE! What's wrong? Is it the ghosts?" she shook her head and pointed to the phone just before passing out. I picked it up and called 911 as I pulled over. I got out and ran to her door, throwing it open. I shook her gently. "Rose? Roza? ROSE! Can you hear me, Roza?" she didn't respond I continued to try to get her to wake up, as did Janine and Alberta, as Yuri and Stan called people to tell them Rose was being taken to the hospital. None of this registered with me though. I was too busy trying to get Roza to wake up. I will never let anything happen to you. My words from the cabin rang in my head. I wasn't breaking that promise, now or ever. Suddenly an ambulance pulled up and tried to take Rose, but I shook my head and took her to the ambulance myself. I didn't care what they thought.

HPOV

Cuddy came through the door and plopped a file down on my desk. "17 year old girl gets a headache and passes out. Do as you wish. And… I can't believe I'm asking this… meddle. There is a 24 year old man who refuses to leave her side. He put her in the ambulance and carried her in here. Find out what's going on." With that she left. I walked to the diagnostics room to work on the case.

"17 year old girl says her head hurts, screams, and faints. What's wrong?" I said.

"Chronic migraine?" Thirteen suggested.

"Diabetes or epilepsy?" Taub guessed.

"Could be, let's hit the tests." We walked to her room. I pushed open her room to see her awake- finally –and talking to the 24 year old dude. "Rosemarie Hathaway, 17, headaches and fatigue? Did I miss anything? 'Cause if I did, I don't care."

"You should care. And my name is Rose!" she said. Attitude. I was going to like this girl.

"Roza, don't be mean." Roza? What?

"In my defense, Comrade, he was mean first." He rolled his eyes.

"Stop calling me that. And don't say I secretly enjoy it, because I don't." the man said. Okay, now I was curious. What was going on between these two?

"Okay, so into the routine." I said, ending their conversation. "Do you drink?"

"Sometimes, but not in like, 6 months." She answered.

"Smoke?" Thirteen asked.

"No, but I'm around my friend Adrian a lot, and he smokes like it's going out of style." She smirked, as if she thought of something, then looked at the dude, who looked like he was gonna punch a hole in the wall. She whispered something in his ear, and he relaxed. Suddenly she rubbed her neck. "Ouch, my neck hurts." Thirteen ran up to check her as Taub came through the door.

"All tests came up negative, maybe a virus?" he suggested. I shrugged and left. They followed me. Wilson walked up to me.

"Hey, I gotta cancel lunch; I have a juicy mystery to solve." I told him. He nodded.

"I was gonna say the same, well, minus the mystery. My patient got worse." He said. I nodded and headed to the diagnostics room.

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