Ketoacidosis

by McGinty's331

While coming back from a conference, House is stranded in a small country town with his car in repair and is pulled into taking over the small hospital when the doctor is out sick and becomes intrigued by a case that rolls into the ER.

House, M.D.

"Ketoacidosis"

We fade into a dark, foggy night where all that is visible are the cat's eyes layered on each side of the double yellow lines on the tarred two lane highway. Coming up from a bend was a rusted pick-up truck, going about sixty around the curve.

"You know, this may be the best night of my life." The girl, around 18, and in the passenger seat told the driver in a thick country accent.

"Just you wait." The cowboy driving, replied in a drunkard state.

All over the floor and on the dashboard were empty cans of Budweiser, and smashed down cigarette butts over filling in the tray.

"I can't wait." She smiled and placed her hand on his thigh.

He smiled back at her.

"There are just some good ole' boys of yours down at that school, but I don't really like that Nancy girl, she looks like a you know what."

"Yeah." The driver winced once, then again.

She looked at him, in a confused state.

"Are you okay?" She asked.

"I think I'm gonna be sick…"

He swerved onto the other side of the road, hitting a sign, and traveling back to the other side and hitting the truck into a small mound sending it flipping and down the ditch.

The wheels finally came to a stop, and the lights beamed on the ground. All that was in the air was a faint sound of country music.

OPENING CREDITS PLAY.