Title: IDK, my BFF Anna Wu.

Summary: The battle of the bold unfolds when Charlotte's best friend comes to visit PPTH. She's loud, annoying and normally right. "I mean seriously, Charlotte. If things get much worse, I'm going to have to hold an intervention. I'm going to write a sappy poem about how much I love you and we're both going to be so embarrassed." Major OC, relies on the "Bloody Nose" AU.

Standard disclaimer applies.


This started out as a one-shot and turned into a multi-chapter event. I'm kinda addicted to Charlotte, so I'm playing with my own AU. The end. All kinds of reviews welcomed!


Dr. Chris Taub was standing at the counter in the clinic when he heard squealing coming from the lobby. He cast a glance over his shoulder and saw a mass of blonde and black hair, hugging and dancing around. He figured it was a patient being released and the family celebrating. He turned back to his work, but the squealing turned into high pitched chattering. Disgruntled, he turned around to walk out there and ask them to take it down a notch. When he reached the door, the pair broke apart and he saw that it was actually Dr. Charlotte Carrington-House, the head of Rehab Services, who was jumping up and down like a teenager. He started to double back when he ran into Dr. House.

"Those damn teenage girls. Makes you want to pour water all over their white blouses." He said dramatically

"House, it's your daughter." Taub looked from House to Charlotte and admitted from this angle, you couldn't really tell who the blonde was, but he had a sneaking suspicion that House could.

"Ew." House cringed "Awkward." He started to limp towards the clinic. "You have clinic duty?" Taub nodded and House immediately pivoted around and headed back for the elevator.

"Where are you going?" Taub looked after him curiously

"You have clinic duty. Foreman and Thirteen are in trials. I can't leave the patients alone with Kutner!" He said in mock exasperation

"We don't have any patients." Taub reminded him. They hadn't had a case in two weeks.

"Don't be a Debbie Downer, Taub!" House said hopefully as he pushed the button to go up "The glass is always half-full!"

*

Charlotte walked Dr. Anna Wu down the hallways, pointing out different offices and introducing her to several people. As she rounded the corner towards House's office, she sped up a little and Anna followed along. As she passed the door with House's name on it, Anna stopped short and pointed at the door.

"He's THE Doctor Gregory House?" Anna said with excitement "Charlotte, I have to meet him."

"I don't know, Anna…" Charlotte looked around, expecting House to come down the hallway at any minute "I haven't told anyone you're coming and I really don't want to intrude."

"He's your dad! It's not intruding!" She looked at the name "You never told me he was THE Gregory House."

"Anna, this is weird." Charlotte shivered a little

"He's my idol!" Anna grasped her best friends arm. "I can't believe you kept it a secret."

"It's not really a secret. There aren't many Gregory Houses out there in the world." Charlotte tried to continue on to the elevator, but Anna wouldn't budge from in front of the door. Charlotte tried to grab her hand and pull her down the hall, but when she turned around, she was greeted by House standing over her smiling. She looked up and smiled guiltily.

"So who's your friend." He looked past Charlotte at Anna.

"Dr. Anna Wu." Anna stepped forward to shake his hand, which House did reluctantly. "Charlotte and I went to school together. We're also research partners, best friends, sorority sisters…" She stopped when she saw House smirking at Charlotte

"Sorority sisters?"

"Chi Omega had the highest GPA on campus. We got points for studying." Charlotte said as she blushed a little.

"Nerd points for party girls?" House couldn't contain his amusement

"Thanks Anna, now I'm never going to hear the end of this." She whispered to her friend through her teeth.

"Dr. Wu." House turned his attention back to Anna. "What brings you to Princeton-Plainsboro?"

"I'm spending a week here with Charlotte then I'm heading down to D.C. to spend another week with our other colleague in the research project." She smiled "It's like a student exchange program."

"We're trying to learn from each other and adapt different methods to work for our own programs." Charlotte kept explaining. The further away from the sorority news she could get, the better. "The whole teamwork, community idea…"

"Kind of like a sorority." His eyes twinkled as Charlotte mentally cursed herself. She walked into that one. "Why don't I walk you girls up to Charlotte's office."

Charlotte eyed him suspiciously. Anna stepped back a step and looked at the pair. Both were wearing jeans and sneakers. House was wearing a t-shirt and sport coat while Charlotte had dressed hers up with a white button up shirt and a gray pinstripe vest. Anna made a mental note to compliment Charlotte on her outfit later. Anna nodded her head towards House and started walking away with him. Charlotte stood there a moment, then hurried to catch up and interrupted their conversation about Michigan.

"I've been here almost six months and you have yet to set one foot in rehab." Charlotte accused

"That's not true! I've been up to see you a few times!" He said in mock defense

"Only when you needed something from me." She reminded him

"This is a special occasion!" He looked at Anna "It's not every day your best friend comes to visit!" He leaned in a whispered to Anna, "I was beginning to wonder if she even had friends."

"This isn't funny!" Charlotte threatened seriously, "If you set one foot on that floor, I'm going to admit you."

House narrowed his eyes and Charlotte returned his glare as if she was challenging him. The door to the elevator slowly open and Charlotte pushed Anna in. As the door was shutting, House called out,

"Hey, Buffy and Muffy. Dinner tonight. 7. My place."

"You don't have a dining room table. 6:30. My place." Charlotte corrected right as the door slid shut.

"The couch isn't good enough for two sorority girls?" They heard him shouting to the closed door.

"And that was my dad."