House M.D.- Christmas Shoes

Chapter 1-Admitted

"...sorry it took so long to add this one. i had to do some medical research to get this story as realisitic as possible. sorry if this first chapter is kinda slow, i had to start off this way so i could build up to the interesting crap. hope you like it!! please r & r!!"

April Royer finished her homework,but couldn't finish her daily ritual due to rain. Since the power was out,the television was,also,out.

By this point, she was utterly bored. She couldn't skateboard because she was still recovering from a broken leg. The cast was off, but her doctor, Dr. Jone,said not to start skateboarding again until her next doctor's appointment. This wasn't a big deal to her,though. April was a very good skateboarder;she could do tricks,stunts, and balance on a skateboard better than any one else in her neighborhood, but she didn't necessarily enjoy it.

April had never told anyone, but she had been working at a cafe lately as their jazz singer. She had always enjoyed singing, and working at the cafe was amazing. She always did encores on request, and she got paid pretty well- 75 an hour.

April jumped when her phone rang and it broke her thoughts. "Hello?" April questioned. "Hey, April! Good news...Well, more like,um,like super great news!" Ugh,Jess. 'What did the annoying cheer leader want this time?' she thought. "Brian said yes!" April had almost forgotten about the scene Jess had created at school today. She had finally asked her crush out on a date, and he must've said yes. "Oh,good for you!" Alice was very good at faking enthusiasm by this point in her life. "Oh, I gotta go...he'll be here any minute! Bye!" She squealed once before hanging up. The other end of the phone went dead.

April looked at her calendar to find that her school's football team were going to have a game,rain or shine, and quickly decided to go.

As she was crossing the street, a car came speeding out of nowhere before she had a chance to move. She yelled in pain before realising what happened. The car stopped and the driver nearly screamed, "Are you okay?!" When the driver saw that he had just hit her arm, he was relieved no major damage was done. He immediately called 911 and helped the girl by trying to soothe her.

The Hospital-

"So you took a patient who broke her arm because...?" Wilson asked House as he walked with him to House's office.

"Symptoms." House answered,annoyed.

"For what? A disease,cancer,flu...I don't see any connections." Wilson stopped at House's glass office door to think.

"Well of course it's not obvious,they're rather subtle symptoms. She's lucky she broke her arm. We might be able to confirm what it is in time for her to be cured." House stated this in a matter-of-fact tone.

"So,are you going to share with me?" Wilson asked.

House sighed in annoyance. "I have to discuss with my team first. You know,engage in discussion and all that other crap." he answered.

"Oh,you mean,you telling them there's something wrong with her,Chase sides with you,Foreman's quick to disagree,Cameron goes with the one she wants it to be,and you tell them what's what?" House stopped, moving his eyes in a rolling fashion. His eyes were on Wilson again.

"Well if you put it THAT way!" House answered,sarcastically.

Wilson sighed. "House, I don't think you should take the patient."

He opened his door,stopping in the doorway. "Too bad."

House closed the door and his team looked up at him.

There was a short silence before anyone said something.

"Why did you take this patient, House?" Foreman asked.

House noted that Chase rolled his eyes. He clearly saw what House also saw.

"Isn't it obvious?" Chase said,now shifting his gaze from Foreman to House.

"I'm going to have to agree with Foreman-I don't see it." Cameron sided with Foreman.

House rolled his eyes. "Chase, care to explain?" House looked at Chase. "It would be my honor." He smiled. "No need to be sarcastic!" House mocked Chase's enthusiasm.

"Look at her bones carefully." Chase said as he stood up. He pointed to her broken arm,then the other arm, and lastly her legs. "She's broken both legs and arms before."

"So? She might be careless and does some stupid stunts or dares." Cameron said.

"That's not what he means." House added. "All her bones in general.

Foreman came closer to the white board. "They're weakening."

"And fastly,too." Chase said.

"Are you thinking it's brittle bones disease?" Cameron questioned.

"I don't just think it's brittle bones, I know it is." House stated.

"What makes you so sure?" Foreman asked.

Chase answered this time. "What else could it be? All the symptoms are right,and it would explain a lot."

"Chase is right." House said as he got of his chair. His team of specialists got up as well. "Cameron,tell the patient. Chase and Foreman will be waiting here in my office, so you better hurry." Chase and Foreman both sighed as Cameron walked out the door.

"Why are we waiting?" Foreman questioned House.

"We can't do anything if the patient doesn't know what's wrong, so what else are you going to do?" House answered.

Cameron walked in as House finished talking. "She won't talk to me." she said.

"Any idea why?" Chase asked.

"No,but she handed me a note saying she won't talk to me."

"I already like her!" House smirked. "Foreman,you try. Cameron,wait outside for Foreman."

"Why?" she asked-clearly confused.

"If you were Wombat I wouldn't even be wasting time telling you this. You would've just done it."

House waited for a reaction from Chase.

He realised Chase wasn't paying attention, so he threw his ball at him.

Chase looked up as the ball hit him. "What was that for?!" he asked as he threw the ball back at House.

"Pay attention!" House ordered.

He returned to talking to Cameron. "Because. I'm your boss and what I say you do,you do." House said in his 'Duh!' voice.

Cameron stalked out of the room behind Foreman.

House smiled-happy about how easily he made Cameron mad. He utterly enjoyed it.

Chase hadn't left the room. It was obvious he was waiting for instructions.

"Waiting for orders?" House asked.

"Yeah,kind of." Chase sounded ashamed-knowing that House had won his game.

"Good puppy dog. Now go down to the clinic. Your reward is my clinic hours."

Chase rolled his eyes. "I should've guessed." he mumbled loudly as he left the room.

A minute later, Foreman came back with Cameron. Foreman sighed before he talked. "Same here. She won't talk to me,either."

Foreman and Cameron waited for House to respond. They were shocked when he picked up the phone and started dialing.

"Yeah,Cuddy. Come down,we need your help." House hung up the phone. His team was waiting for him to say something. "I figured I mine as well have her try. I think she'll have a better chance of getting her to talk then I would."

Cuddy entered the room. "What's the problem?" she asked.

"One of our patients won't talk to us. She turned down Cameron and Foreman. And you know how I feel about seeing patients. I will, but only if necessary. I still have options,so I won't yet."

Cuddy sighed,clearly defeated. "Fine. What room is she in?"

"Room 12. Good luck."

Cuddy came back soon after. "Have you tried Chase?" she asked.

"So she turned you down,too?" House asked,humored.

"Yup." Cuddy sighed as she put her hands on her hips.

House picked up the phone. "Yeah. House...no,actually. Chase...No, send him down. Thanks." House hung up is phone.

"Pretty hair is on his way. Isn't that relieving?"

Chase came through the door seconds later. "What's the emergency?" he asked cautiously.

"We need a tall,blond, and Aussie doctor who has outrageously good looks." House taunted.

"We need you to talk to the patient." Cameron answered,annoyed.

"Why me?" Chase asked,confused.

"She won't talk to us." Cuddy answered.

"Then what makes you think she'll talk to me?"

"You should shut up and talk to the patient before I fire you." House threatened Chase.

"Now go!" He pointed to the door as his young Intevests left with no further instructions...

"...well, there it is! yes,there will be more! i finally put it up,so please r&r! it helps me write faster!"