Welcome to the sequel of "Our Love Can Never Be" (below is a quick summary of "Our Love Can Never Be" to help better understand the situation.). This story will take us on Jak's desperate rescue to save Keira's life. He'll be teaming up with Dr. Gregory House and his team of special diagnostic doctors from the hit Fox medical drama, House, M.D. But there are many forces working against Jak and House and his team. To save Keira's life, they'll have to make their way through the tangled web of lies, deceit, and love.
In the previous story, "Our Love Can Never Be", You find yourself caught in the traumatizing events that Keira had to endure. At the end of the story you uncover the truth and that Keira is now in a coma. But she is in no ordinary coma, she has a condition called ICD which is short for Inverse Comatose Dysfunction. What that means is that her brain is reading everything backwards, in this case, it is reading as being in the coma state as alive and coming out of the coma as dying. It is a very dangerous and fatal disease. Now Jak must find a way to save her. Now onward to the story!
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the Jak and Daxter themes, that belongs to Naughty Dog. And I also don't own any of the House, M.D. themes. That belongs to David Shore, I think...
------With rooftops that seemed to grace the skyline and it's mansion-like feel, the brick buildings of Haven City Teaching Hospital (HCTH) were one of the most impressive sights in Haven City. Two, once seperate five floor buildings, were connected with smaller buildings and long exterior hallways. There was a lush, green field in the courtyard of the rectangular arangementof the buildings. The whole hospital gave off an air of comfort.
Jak stared off into the distance with a glassy gaze. "There has to be a cure...there has to be." He whispered to himself. Jak heard the door that lead to the rooftop open. He wiped his eyes and, not bothering to see who it was, continued to keep a fixed glance on the cloudy sky.
"Umm...are you Jak?" A woman's voice said gently.
Jak turned around. His eyes were still a bit puffy and red. "Yeah." Jak stared for a moment at the visitor. 'Wow, she's pretty.' He thought to himself. She had long, wavy (at the ends) brunette hair with a very slender figure. She had on a pair of very nice black pants and a white shirt. She wore her lab coat over her clothing. 'Must be a doctor...'
"Hi, I'm Dr. Allison Cameron. I'm one of the members of Dr. House's special diagnostic team working on Keira's case." Cameron's voice was gentle. "As you can tell her condition is very dangerous and unstable at the moment. Our team is doing everything that we can to save her and----"
"Don't fill him with false hope, Cameron." The man said exasperatingly to Cameron. He turned his attention to Jak. "She's always giving hope, only to crush it later." He was scruffy looking as usual. His brown hair was messy and he never wore his lab coat or id as a doctor should. His only notable features are his cane that carries around his bum leg and his striking blue grey eyes.
"House, what are you doing here?" Cameron sighed.
"I was hoping to get laid. Exam room one is empty and----" House gave his trademark smug smile. He was always teasing her.
Cameron frowned, "You're not funny, House. Plus, this is serious. No time to goof around." Cameron turned her attention back to Jak, her voice was very sympathic. "I'm sorry to say but there really isn't a treatment for ICD."
"See! You're doing it again. Stop being so sorry and kind all the time." House was antagonising...again.
"I'm not an emotionless ass like you, House. I actually am capable of showing positive emotion. Not everyone is as miserable as you and I am not going to let you attempt to make me miserable either. Why don't you go pill pop a Vicodin right now or watch you soaps in your office." Cameron hissed.
"Touche." House said.
Jak, who was just plain confused, was starting to become impatient. He could care less about their constant bickering. "Can we please get to the point? So, you're saying that there isn't a cure for this?" Jak was looking at Cameron.
"Unfortunately, yes." Cameron looked at the floor.
"Wrong." House cut in. "There is an experimental treatment..."
Jak's eyes darted to House, "What kind of treatment?"
"Experimental, duh." House teased. "Too bad the Baron stopped allowing the treatment. Even took the books and reports on it. You know, we can always just pull the plug."
Jak thought it over, ignoring House's rude comment. If I could find a way to get the treatment back, would you be able to preform it?"
"Of course." House said. Cameron shot him a threatening glance. And in an instant, Jak was gone.
Cameron turned to House, "That treatment is illegal! And you know that! And even if he can get it back, how will you get clearence from Dr. Cuddy!"
"Oh, come on. Cuddy is only the hospital director."
"'Only' huh. I'm surprised she hasn't fired you yet." Cameron was in complete disbelief.
Another doctor came running up onto the roof. "House! Cameron! We have an emergency! Keira is awake!"
"She isn't dying right now? And what happened to your lab coat, Chase? I'm sure it was white, not splattered red when you bought it." House asked.
"No. She isn't dying" The Chase said. "But she is throwing up blood everywhere."
House thought it over. "We have a new symptom, but it has nothing to do with ICD...Chase, first change your contaminated lab coat. Cameron get a blood sample. Tell Foreman to get in contact with Jak. And I'm...going to take my lunch break." Chase and Cameron stared at him in disbelief. "Sorry, union rules. I can check out this lady's throw up this close to lunch."
So, what did you think? I need some reviews and imput from my readers! You'll get to meet Dr. Chase and Dr. Foreman fully in the next chapter. And you'll be seeing a lot more of Jak and Keira in the next chapter. But it seems as though Keira doesn't have what she was believed to have. And HCTH is about to deal with a major set back that will set House on the brink of being fired and of being pulled from Keira's case and send Keira closer to the brink of death.