Author's notes:
House MD belongs to FOX and all the other wonderful people that created this show. This is my first Fanfiction and all mistakes are mine and no one else. Please read and send me a review or PM, telling me if you think I should continue or kill it in the tracks or anything!! Also I need a beta so like I said please contact me!!
Chapter 1
As Dr. Amanda Carter rolled over to shut the morning alarm, she thought "Never again am I going to take Cuddy's offer to do the morning shift after doing the graveyard shift for the past three days" . Even though she was a physician, a good one according to just about anyone, she never thought to actually see someone about the chronic insomnia she has suffered with since her teenage years. Regardless of the pain from both a lack of sleep and a drilling hangover, she headed to the bathroom to complete her morning rituals and think over her schedule for the day. Carter recently moved from New York City, where she did both Med School and her internship, to Princeton in search of suburban utopia. When a close friend told her about the opening at Princeton Plainsboro Teaching Hospital for a Department head in Trauma Surgery, she couldn't contact Lisa Cuddy quick enough. According to her new boss, Dr. Cuddy, Carter contacted her before she publically announced the opening. Her excellent vast experience and recommendations including the recommendation from her friend over at PPTH, Cuddy hired her officially two days later and before the end of the week she was working shifts at the hospital.
Amanda has been at PPTH for nearly a month and she has the staff down to the tee. Her friend, who originally got her the job, transferred over to Princeton General, leaving Amanda a bit alone but lucky for her she made friends with people pretty quickly. Dr. James Wilson, the head of Oncology, was the first real friend she has made at PPTH and introduced her to the infamous Dr. Gregory House and his team, Cameron, Chase and Foreman. Although she doesn't quite have the best relationship with House and his team, they have occasionally sat for lunch together and even gone as far as gotten drinks after work.
After scrubbing up in the bathroom, Amanda headed for the kitchen to make her daily dose of caffeine and even added a light breakfast in hopes of both calming the DTs and the hangover she was currently experiencing. "Damnit, I forgot to give Wilson the Surgical notes for the Muller case, and I think House wanted something from me too, PLUS I promised Cuddy I would run the clinic for a couple of hours" Amanda said out loud as she took the kettle off the stove. After a few cups of caffeine and 2 Advil later, she heard the pager going off and had to practically dive under the bed to retrieve it in last night pants. As she read the small digital screen on the pager, her heart nearly sank to the floor and she ran out the house, grabbing her keys and ID on the table.
PPTH was approximately 10 minutes driving but at the way Amanda is known to drive, she knew she would get their in less than 5. That morning despite the pain raging in her temples she skipped out on the cigarette and just sped to PPTH, even going as far as running a couple of red lights "Oh, to hell with the cops this is a medical emergency."She thought. The page that urgently needed attention was from Dr. Wilson. "911, GSW House" was all the encouragement she needed. Despite her lack of involvement directly with Dr. House and the rest of Diagnostic Department, she knew him well enough that a page like that would send her running out the house like she was the only trauma surgeon within 50 miles of PPTH.
Amanda knew that the time she would spend parking the car and going to the ER was value time that she could be in OR, especially since the page was vague enough and she did not know the severity of House's condition. So with one crazy sharp turn, she pulled directly into the Ambulance bay honking at anyone that stood in her way. The security guard, Sam, was already brought up to date and anticipated her to do something crazy. " Dr. Carter, he is inside... GO!" The car wasn't even at a complete stop before she ran out and tossed the keys at Sam.
Storming through the double doors of the ER, she looked around for a familiar face. "Cuddy, what do we got?" Despite the pain, Lisa Cuddy felt in her heart she knew that she had to keep composure and remind her self that she was the Dean of Medicine and had to jump to the chase. "We have a double gun shot wound, one in the abdomen and another in the neck. He went into Cardiac arrest for less than a minute and for now he is stable" Amanda, never more serious in her life responded, " I want an OR preped and ready in 10 minutes or less. I want his team and Wilson to scrub in and be ready in less than 5 and meet me in the scrub room for pre op orders. I have yet to lose a patient in this hospital and House isn't about to ruin my record." Running off to the Surgical Wing, she left Cuddy in awe at how prompt and ready Dr. Carter was to go and save a man's life while she herself didn't value her own. Little to Carter's knowledge Cuddy knew the internal battle she had with Alcoholism amongst other addictions. Cuddy lost in her own thoughts had to bring her self back into the situation "Chase, Foreman, Cameron, Wilson, Go get prep and ready for surgery Carter wants you to scrub in."
Chapter 2 coming up! Please R&R tell me if you want more.