Chapter 1

The usually noisy hospital hallways seemed to reflect the somber and morning mood of a lot of its doctors and nurses. One of their own was at deaths door and there was nothing anyone could do. A harmless flu medication combined with a bus crash and kidney failure was taking life from one doctor and the heart from another. After the parade of friends finished saying goodbye the lovers curled up next to each other on the small hospital bed for their more personal goodbye.

In the observation room a young woman with shocking blue hair was looking down on the two saying her own goodbye to the potential sister in law that she never got to officially meet. Wiping her silent tears she moved away from the glass and out into the quiet corridor. Making her way through the halls and quickly found the next room she needed to visit. The glass doors slid open as she stood in front of them causing the older dark haired, Dr. Lisa Cuddy, and the young African American doctor, Dr. Eric Foreman, to turn from the unconscious man on the bed between them. Smirking slightly at the shocked looks on their faces the young blue haired woman finally spoke.

"How is he doing?" Her voice cracked and wobbled from the tears still beneath the surface.

"Abby?" Lisa asked as she looked the young woman over carefully. At her nod the older woman continued softly. "He hasn't woke up yet, but his stats are normal. Leave it to Greg to be sleeping while the world crumbles." She joked mildly through her own tears.

"Yeah, total Greg." Abby said as she moved closer to give Lisa a hug.

"Have you seen Jimmy?" Lisa asked as she backed out of the hug to try to regain her composure.

"Yeah, but he didn't see me yet." Abby said catching the growing confusion on the other doctors face. Turning to him she smiled slightly. "Abigail Wilson." She told him as she held her hand out to him. "Eric Foreman, right?" At his raised eyebrow she quickly added. "Greg's always keeping me informed on the comings and goings around here."

After shaking his hand she moved to the side of the bed. Sitting on the edge she leaned over and kissed the sleeping man on the cheek and whispered in his ear before standing again. "I'm going to grab some coffee. Do you want any?" She asked the other doctors.

Foreman shook his head. "No thanks, I'm going to get going. Beep me if there is any change." He finished looking at Dr. Cuddy before walking out of the room.

Abby watched him go before turning back to Lisa. "He's social." She said sarcastically. "I'll be back in a few. Have you eaten?"

"I'm not hungry sweetie. Coffee is good enough for me." Lisa replied as she brought the chair closer to the bed.

Nodding once more Abby left the room and headed up to the Dianogstic's floor. After many a years knowing the hospital, Abby knew that there was only one place to get good coffee and that was House's office. Pulling open the conference room door, she stopped quickly to see two blond doctors sitting at the glass table. Looking over the two quickly, she made a guess that the man and woman were none other then House's other former ducklings, Drs. Chase and Cameron.

They both looked up at her strangely as she walked straight to the coffee pot and filled two mugs with the steaming liquid. After making herself at home as she fixed the coffees, Abby turned and took a sip of hers which she had put in Greg's mug, knowing that would get a reaction from the two.

"I wouldn't drink from that mug, if I were you." Dr. Chase told her as he looked her over and seemed to dismiss her as NOI, no one important.

"And if I were you, I'd ask for a name before giving comments that you like apply." She told him with a raised eyebrow. She looked to the female and held a chuckle as she saw her holding her own smirk. "Name's Abigail Wilson and I doubt House will say anything about me drinking coffee out of my mug."

"What?," Asked the confused Australian doctor, as he looked between the two. "Allison?" He asked his silently laughing girlfriend.

Allison Cameron shook her head as she took a sip of her coffee. "She bought House the mugs before she left for school." She explained. "Wilson told me after House blew up at you for breaking the other one."

Rolling her eyes at his still confused look, Abby moved to the table and sat down on Allison's other side. Tapping the older woman's hand she smirked raising an eyebrow in Chase's direction. Cameron shook her head slightly before looking over at Chase. "If you don't leave now, you'll be late meeting Forman." She told him looking up at the clock.

"Aren't you coming?" He asked as he stood.

Cameron shook her head. "I'm going to keep Abby company." She told him as she stood herself.

"Right." He huffed as he turned and nearly stormed out of the room.

"He's mad." Abby said as she moved back to the coffee pot to add to her mug and fix Lisa's mug.

"He'll deal." Allison said as she followed Abby's lead. "Wish it was better circumstances for us to meet finally."

"Yeah, tell me about it." Abby said smiling sadly at her.

Picking up the mugs both made their way back down to House's hospital room. Both girls stopped quickly at the sight that greeted them. Cuddy was curled up in the chair now sleeping holding one of House's hands, while the man himself was wake and starring at the two of them. Their hearts constricted at the lost look in his watery bloodshot eyes.

Abby was the first to recover as she moved forward setting the mugs on the bedside table before she climbed onto the bed next to him and wrapped her arms around him. House responded instantly wrapping his free arm around her and dropping his head to the crook of her shoulder.

Allison moved slightly slower to the chair to wake up Cuddy. Both women watched as House held Abby tightly to his body as if he seemed afraid she would disappear. Cuddy squeezed House's hand to get his attention. She didn't want to break up the display of comfort, but she felt she had to for the moment.

When House looked over at her she smiled softly at him. "Seeing as you've got your personal nurse now, I'm going to head home." She told him nodding towards Abby whose face was still hidden in his neck.

He nodded before he spoke softly. "Thanks, Lisa." She nodded again as she turned and left the room.

House looked at Allison smiling sadly at him. "Thanks for visiting me." He spoke softly not to hurt his already soar throat.

Allison nodded as she poured his a glass of water from his pitcher. "Are you actually going to rest now?" She asked as she handed him the glass.

He took a small sip as Abby moved her head to rest against his shoulder so she could see both of them. "I think I'm going to need rest to try and fix everything." He answered cryptically.

Allison left his comment at face value as she squeezed his hand. "I'm going to let you get some rest now. I'm going to go met up with Chase and Forman, so I'll give them the update." When he nodded she continued. "Let me know if you need anything." She looked between the two. "Both of you."

Abby smiled as she nodded. "Thanks, Ally."

"Anytime, Abby." Allison replied as she moved quietly out of the room.

After a few moments of not speaking, House squeezed Abby's side. "You missed your brother." He told her softly.

Abby nodded as she waited for him to continue. "He hates me."

She shook her head as she tightened her grip on his waist. "No he doesn't." She spoke softly as she rested her forehead on his shoulder. "He hates everything right now, even me. If I had been here, but because I wasn't, he'll hate me for not being here. He needs some time on his own."

House nodded as he turned his face into her hair. Kissing the crown of her head he inhaled deeply. "I'm not sure I know what happened to everything this year. It's gone to hell and there wasn't the nice hand basket this time."

Abby smiled as she gave him a kiss on the corner of his mouth. "I'll help you figure it out. After all its what Wilson's do." She said with a smile.