"What the hell are you doing?" Dr. Cuddy asked, glaring down at Dr. House. She was leaning on his desk, eyeing him suspiciously. "And what the hell is that?" she pointed to a pill bottle he was putting back in his pocket.
"My Vicodin, bitch." House shot back, dropping two white pills into his mouth.
Cuddy rolled her eyes and placed a manila folder in front of him. "Take the case."
"But I-"
"Not now, House! Take the damn case!" she yelled angrily. "I'll be checking on you soon, too. So take care of the kid!" she got off his desk and walked out of the room, nose high in the air.
"Ugly old broad." House mumbled under his breath. He rolled his eyes and stood up, cane in tow. "Let's go see a kid." he said sarcastically, walking out of the room.
"House!"
"Not now! I have a kid to take care of!" he exclaimed, not stopping his quick and angry pace.
"But-"
"Not now Wilson!" he shot back, walking into the examination room. He slammed the door behind him. "Ok, so, Daniel is it?" he asked, looking at a kid with pitch black hair.
"Yes sir." he replied quietly, a worried look on his face.
"Well, Daniel. What seems to be the problem today?" he asked, sitting down on a doctor's chair across from the boy.
"This." he held out his arm, exposing a brown and maroon, originally white, gauss bandage traveling up his arm.
"Let's take a look, shall we?" House took his arm and began to fiddle with the bandage.
"What are you gonna do?" the boy asked, fear written on his face as he watched the doctor pull the bandage back.
"Depending on the extent of the damage-" House stopped dead in his tracks. A purple, red, green cut surrounded by a rash traveled up the length of the boy's forearm. "How long have you had this?" he stood up and walked over to the counter, trying to decide what to get for this wound.
"It happened a few days ago." Daniel said, feeling nauseous. A disgusting smell began to radiate from the cut. "Oh God!" he held his nose and looked away, trying to keep the from the smell.
"Oh Lord!" House exclaimed, the smell hitting his nose. "What kind of idiot are you!" he grabbed a gauss pad and threw it down hard on the cut, stopping the smell.
Daniel looked down at the pad nervously, wondering what was going on. House looked down at the pad as well, a disgusted look on his face. Suddenly, Daniel began to shake violently from head to foot, his eyes rolling back in his head.
"I need shockers in here stat!" he called out from the open door. "This kid is seizing!"