Disclaimer: I do not own House, or any of the other characters on the show. But Rachel and the other patients I made up myself.

Author's note: I hope everybody enjoys this story. This is my first House fanfic so I'm going to try to capture the characters as well as I possibly can. Please R&R!!! Enjoy!!

Someone in trouble

Chapter 1: The Victim

House had just entered the hospital, wobbling as always. He walked into the conference room where Cameron, Chase and Foreman were all sitting. This was going to be a long day.

"Good morning, my henchmen of evil. Mwahahaha," House said very enthusiastically.

"House, it's too early to be annoying. Please, just quiet down," said Cameron, pleadingly. House gave her a questionable look.

"Don't tell me you slept with Chase again. I told you that that is always a step backwards," said House.

"Very funny," said Chase. "Now can we just get on with the next patient, please."

"Fine, but I still get to make fun of you later," said House with an evil grin.

It was about 2:00 when a stranger asked for House at the main desk.

"Excuse me, but do you know where Dr. House is?" asked the stranger.

"Ummm…. I'm pretty sure that he is in his conference room. It's just down the hall," said the lady at the desk.

"Thank you," said the stranger, who was almost 15 years old with brown hair. She went down the hall until she came to the door which was labeled "Gregory House". She walked in to find House, on his chair, watching a monster truck rally on TV and playing with his game boy.

"Hey, Uncle Greg," said the stranger who went up to House. House, startled, jumped out of his seat, surprised to hear that voice again.

"Remember your dear old niece," she said.

"Rachel?" said House. "Wow, the last time I saw you was at your ninth birthday party, I think. What the hell brings you here?"

"Thanks for the warm welcome. It's great to see you too," Rachel said sarcastically.

"I wasn't trying to be mean, I'm just surprised to see you here, that's all," said House.

"I think you can guess why I'm here," said Rachel.

"I have one guess but I'd rather hear the truth first then open my big mouth."

"Well," said Rachel who walked over to House rolling up her shirt sleeve. "Your guess might have been close to this." She finished rolling up her sleeve revealing a series of bruises all along her arm.

"And that's not the worst of it," she said as she lifted up the back of her shirt revealing more severe bruises and various scars and scratches.

"I think you know why I came here. I couldn't stay in that house anymore. I need your help.

"So Rachel is going to be staying at your place?" asked Wilson, still surprised in House's action. "I didn't know you liked helping other people."

"I'm willing to help relatives who are being abused by their parents. I'm just not willing to help you," said House, getting ready to head home and waiting for Rachel.

"Well, I think it's very nice of you, House. Being considerate of other people," said Wilson with a grin.

"Again, I'm considerate to relatives, just not you," said House again.

Rachel entered the room. "I didn't get to meet the rest of the people that you work with," she said, pouting.

"Relax, you'll see them all tomorrow," said House with a grumpy voice.

"What's wrong with you? Long day?" asked Rachel.

"Yeah, I guess you can say that. Ready to go?" asked House.

"Yep," said Rachel, excited to see where House lived.

House was glad he took in his 14 year old niece. He knew things must have been rough for her since Rachel's mom, who was House's sister, passed away, and Rachel's father was abusive even when her mom was alive. Her dad married someone else, and they both had something in common: they both hated Rachel and were alcoholics. So, Rachel was abused too much that she ran away from home, and she knew that the only person she could go to was her Uncle Greg.

They finally arrived at House's place, which was kind of small but it was nice. Rachel brought in her bags and set them down beside the couch. House went to his bedroom for a minute and came into the kitchen to make some dinner.

"You can sit where ever you like and watch whatever you want until I finish making dinner. Then we're watching my soaps," said House.

"Okay," said Rachel. "Thanks again, Uncle Greg. I really appreciate you letting me stay with you. I just couldn't live in that house anymore," she said, starting to remember all the things that her parents did to her.

"Hey, don't mention it. Anything for a family member," said House.

Rachel was flipping through channels and House was still making dinner. There was complete silence so House decided to start a conversation.

"So, isn't your birthday coming up soon?" asked House, breaking the silence.

"Yeah, actually it's next week on Tuesday. But I'm not really looking forward to anything. I haven't had a real birthday ever since mom died," said Rachel in a sad tone.

"Hey, don't worry. You're with me. You'll have a great birthday," he said with a smile. It was the first time he smiled in a while. I guess that happens when you try to cheer someone up.

The next day, Rachel went to work with House. She was excited to meet everyone and to see what her Uncle does. She was actually interested in medicine too, so she was looking forward to the day. House didn't really mind bringing his niece. It felt good to help her in her time of need.

House and Rachel walked into the conference room where Cameron and Chase were, but Foreman had not arrived yet.

"Well, since one of the three musketeers isn't here yet, meet Chase; the Australian, British speaking cute guy, and Cameron; the great haired, pretty, and annoying little school girl. This is my niece, Rachel. And Chase, you better keep your hands off her. I can't stop you with Cameron, but….. yeah," said House, ready to see the 2 lovebird's reactions.

"Well, it's nice to meet both of you," said Rachel, very kindly.

"And it's very nice to meet you too, Rachel," said Cameron, shaking her hand and smiling.

"Very nice too meet you, Rachel," said Chase, ignoring House's comment.

Well, since we haven't been assigned a patient yet, I'm gonna go hide from Cuddy, in case she wants to talk to me. Cuz, you know, she's obsessed with me," said House with a smile on his face as he left the room.

"Well Rachel, what brings you here with House?" asked Chase, who was curious about Rachel.

"It's a long story. I wouldn't want to bore you or anything," said Rachel, scared to bring up her past.

"It's okay, we didn't mean to make you nervous. We were just curious," said Cameron, who saw that Rachel didn't feel comfortable telling why she came here.

"Well, I have to go down to the clinic to see if they need any help. See you later, Rachel," said Cameron as she left.

"I have to go as well. You can stay here if you like or explore the hospital if you want. If you need help just ask one of us," said Chase.

"Thank you. I'll probably stick around here for a while and then I'll go look for House," she said.

"Alright then. See you later Rachel," said Chase as he walked out the door.

Rachel sat down on one of the chairs. She liked this place. Her Uncle's team seemed pretty nice, and she knew that she was going to enjoy it here. She didn't know how long House was going to let her stay with him. All she knew was that she was definitely not going back to her parents. She absolutely couldn't go back.