Do No Harm

Chapter 1: All Bets are Off

2 months ago…..

Lust mixed with alcohol combined with friendship caused House to pin her up against the door. Despite his leg and their current state, he lifted her into his arms quite easily and captured the soft lips of one of his best friends. Their innocent weekend away had paved the way for a big step that neither of them were prepared for. But that didn't stop House from pushing up the dark red baby doll top she wore and kissing every inch of new skin that was revealed to him. Those kisses yielded soft whimpers from her. As he removed her top, the woman who had her legs wrapped around his waist became more beautiful and perfect. But in true form, she grew restless pinned against the door. And House soon found himself being straddled as he leaned against the headboard. Smaller, more feminine hands clasped House's hands above his head as soft, swollen lips captured his. House could taste the cranberry juice from the many cosmopolitans she had consumed throughout the night. That combined with the citrus perfume she wore made House heady. It made him want her more, even if he wouldn't remember what happened tonight.

Dr. Gregory House sat at his desk. Outside the sun was beginning to wane. It had been a little over 24 hours since he had left for a bar that he could not remember, name or location. Wilson had asked him yesterday why he had gone to the bar in the first place. He had covered up with sarcasm and distracted Wilson with what else he was trying to remember. But in truth, House didn't know why he had gone there. What he did know however was that there was a reason. Would that reason be the key to finding out what was killing Amber? Maybe.

"House?" said a familiar voice.

House looked up and saw Amber standing there in a red pants suit, "Can't a man sleep in peace?"

Amber smirked and leaned on House's desk, "You can't remember why you were at that bar can you?"

"I can't remember the name of the bar. What difference does it make why I was there?"

"It makes a difference to you. You had a reason. Why are you wearing a wedding ring?" Amber asked, her gaze drifting down to his hand.

House followed it and it came to rest on a gold wedding ring, "I-I don't know," He said confused looking back at her.

"Maybe we were having an affair and decided to get married?" Amber suggested, coming around the desk.

"I'm missing four hours, not four months."

"Well let's see," Amber said straddling him. "Does this feel familiar?" She asked in a low tone.

House sighed and closed his eyes as he felt Amber kiss him softly. Only it wasn't Amber. Those lips felt familiar and Hermes Eau D'OrangeVerte filled his nostrils. He knew the name of the fragrance because only one person he knew wore it. When he opened his eyes, the sight of silky blonde and deep brown eyes greeted him. The female frame that was now on his lap was smaller than Amber's not to mention slightly shorter.

"What are you doing here Caitie?" House asked taking a breath. Her kisses always had that effect on him.

The younger woman called Caitie pulled away and smiled at him softly, "I don't know House. Why am I here?" She asked as she moved to wrap her arms around his neck.

As she did so, House gently grabbed her left wrist and his eyes settled on a gold wedding ring, similar to the one he himself wore. "Why are you wearing a wedding ring?"

But before Caitie could answer, Amber cut her off "You married a Grey?" She asked surprised.

House turned to where Amber was now standing, back on the other side of the desk, "I did?"

"Well it's obvious isn't it? You're both wearing the same rings."

"That doesn't mean anything."

"Well if we are," Caitie said leaning in to kiss his cheek. "All bets are off," She whispered in his ear.

House sat bolt upright in his chair then and rubbed his head with his hands, "Atlantic City," He murmured.

Meanwhile Dr. Caitlin Grey as she was more commonly known entered the hospital lobby. The only multi-specialty surgeon practicing in the United States today, she had begun coming to Princeton-Plainsbourgh on request by Cuddy who had brought her in to assist on a case of House's. The two had gotten along well enough and ever since then, Caitie had been coming to the hospital every other month without fail from her home in Seattle. A talented and gifted surgeon, she was the daughter of general surgery legend Ellis Grey. But as the young woman sped toward the clinic and Dr. Cuddy's office, she looked barely old enough to drink much less practice medicine in a pair black converse

sneakers, dark washed jeans and a chocolate colored t-shirt which said "The Rumors are True.

Opening the clinic door, Caitie walked toward Cuddy's office, a small Louis Vuitton monogrammed overnight duffel in her hand. She had grabbed the few items of clothing she kept at the hospital and headed straight for the airport. She knew that there were a few things that she kept at House's apartment that she could use as well. But for the moment, her mind was far from fashion and instead all her thoughts remained focused on House.

Without so much as a glance in the direction of Dr. Cuddy's assistant, Dr. Caitlin Grey walked into the Dean of Medicine's office even as the assistant called after her.

"You can't go in there!" He exclaimed as she opened the office door.

Cuddy looked up from something on her desk, "It's alright, Mark. I was expecting Dr. Grey. Come in," She said motioning to Caitie.

Caitie stepped inside and closed the door, "Where is my husband?"

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