I do not own House or any of its characters.

Summary: Set during Moving the Chains. What would have happened if Lucas's bathtub prank on House gave him more than just a bloody face? Has Huddy and a House/Wilson friendship. Rated T for launguage and every thing House related.


Wilson was still at work probably until late at night and that left House alone in the apartment. He was sitting on the couch eating some chips and watching Monster Truck Rally. He was continuously massaging his thigh because it was now really bothering him. He decided to soak it in Wilson's tub.

He still couldn't believe that Wilson did not believe him about the possum. Well actually he could a little bit because he did tend to lie a lot. But this time he did not do it. House got up and started limping toward the bathroom. He turned the faucet on and undressed himself. He kept his boxers on because of the last time Wilson walked in on him.

He turned off the faucet and slowly settled into the steaming water. It felt good. He started massaging his thigh and singing jazz tunes. After about 45 minutes House's thigh was feeling much better so he stood half way up and reached for the railing. He grabbed on to it and when he pulled it came out of the wall. House fell back and slammed his head on the side of the tub. He lost consciousness as red whirled around him and he disappeared beneath the surface.

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Wilson was driving home for once he was able to get out early. He parked his car and entered the building. Then he slipped his key into the hole and opened the door. He looked at the couch and saw no House, he was probably all ready asleep.

House. Wilson sighed as he lowered himself onto the couch. What was he going to do with him. Bringing in a possum? Seriously? He sighed again and reached his hand into the chip bag, he was now starting to eat like House. Wilson searched with his hand for a good one when he heard a thump and a splash. He ran to the bathroom and saw blood on the floor and the metal railing, but no House in the tub,"House!" He rushed over and layed House on the floor.

He put a towel under House head to try to stop the bleeding. Than he started doing CPR and he dialed 911 on his cellphone with the other one, "Hello, hello?! This is Doctor James Wilson. My friend is bleeding and isn't breathing," Wilson talked some more until he hung up and went back to reviving House.

"Come on, House, come on! Don't do this to me you arrogant son of a bitch!" He continued trying to revive him and tears fell down his cheeks and he heard sirens in the distance.

Within two minutes the paramedics rushed in and carried House away on a gurney leaving a stunned Wilson on the floor. He looked at his blood stained hands and the red tinged water in the bath tub. What kind of bastard id this? Wilson rubbed away the tears and started running to his car. He jumped in and started driving to Princeton Hospital as he called Cuddy on his phone.

"Cu-Cuddy," he said still trying to recover from what had just happened.

"Yeah," said Cuddy tiredly, she was exhausted from a long day of work and before this was sleeping peacefully next to Lucas.

"It's Greg."

Cuddy sat up in bed he didn't usually call House Greg, "Whats wrong?"

Wilson sighed he nearing the hospital, "I came home from work," he felt the stinging in his eyes," I came home from work and I heard a thud...it turns out that the railing by the tub brook off and House fell. He hit his head on the side of the tub and I found him under water. His heart was still beating but he...wasn't breathing."

"What!"

"The paramedics took House and they rushed him to the hospital and I'm on my way there."

"Meet you there," Cuddy quickly hung up and started getting dressed the shift in the bed caused Lucas to awaken, "Wha?" he said dazed.

"House fell and he's hurt really bad I have to go to the hospital," she kissed him on the cheek and ran off to put on her shoes.

"House," Thought Lucas angrily that son of a bitch took out dream House probably took some drugs and passed out and hit his head on the table. He's obviously been in pain," he went back to sleep not even thinking that his prank had anything to do with it.

Cuddy jumped into her car and started speeding off toward Princeton.

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Wilson paced back in forth in the waiting room and the other team members were watching him from a distance.

Chase shook his head, "What do you think happened?"

Foremen shrugged, "Could have been anything, alcohol a trip, but not drugs."

"Not drugs," asked Chase, "Why?"

"House worked to hard to get his mind back. He wouldn't just throw it all away like that for a little bit of vicodin," reasoned Foremen.

Everyone nodded their heads, "I hope he's okay," said Thirteen and Chase smiled sadly. Sometimes she reminded him of Cameron. Taub said nothing for he did not know what to do in this situation.

Wilson was still pacing when Cuddy arrived, "Is he okay?"

Wilson sighed, "I don't know yet he's still in surgery, turned out he cracked his head open, there are trying to patch it up as best as they can."

They both sat down and Wilson put his arm around Cuddy. Both not knowing who was actually behind all of this.


I hope that this turned out well. It's my first time writing a House drama story. I've written House humor but not House drama. I hope that I did good.