Author's Note; Set in a different House dimension where Cuddy and House have been together for years and Rachel is older and a med student (think Martha Masters only prettier and less socially awkward). House is Rachel's father although she refers to him more as House. Everyone's the same age except Rachel. Feedback welcome and appreciated, please say if you want this continued- NickKnack
'Rachel Cuddy-House m.d' - one day that would be her. Right now, however, she was just 'Rachel the 3rd year med student at Princeton'. She'd been determined to become a doctor since the age of twelve when her father, House, unwillingly took her to "Bring your daughter to work day". That day changed Rachel. After witnessing her dad diagnose a sleep deprived lesbian with the plague, Rachel knew she'd found her calling. This didn't exactly please House, who was vehemently against his only daughter following in his footsteps and living in a hospital like he did. Rachel could never understand his problem though as growing up the hospital was like her second home anyway. Her mother, Dr Lisa Cuddy, on the other hand had been completely supportive of her chosen career. Although Rachel thought this was just so she could disagree with House. Her parents though very much in love were very dysfunctional. When she graduated high school early at 15, Rachel was adamant that this was what she'd become. Now, aged 25 she might have the opportunity to do so as her father's diagnostic team is down one female member of staff.
Since hearing her mother nagging House to fill the position Rachel had been plotting her way onto the team and managed to obtain an interview under a pseudonym with one of her father's minions- a Dr Robert Chase. All she had to do now was convince Chase and then House would have to at least let her prove herself. How could he refuse? After all she was a prodigy- his prodigy and let's face it a great asset to Princeton Plainsboro Teaching Hospital.
"Rachel Wilson?" called a blonde Australian clutching a file.
Rachel looked up from the waiting area. Her face had been hidden behind a book so she wouldn't be recognized. She got up grabbed her jacket and headed towards who she could guess was Robert Chase.
"That's me." She said with a smile. The Australian was in his early 30s and cute in a weird 'I like tank tops kind of way'. Rachel shook his hand.
"Robert Chase, come on through." He said appraising her. Suddenly Rachel was aware she looked good today and glided into the office smugly. 'This interview may just be easier than I anticipated' she thought inwardly.