I do not own 'House'.
Chapter 1
"You're An Ass"
Life is a cold, heartless place. Well, it is according to one Doctor Gregory House. He saw each day as an opportunity to unleash his anger and pain upon the rest of the Princeton- Plasboro hospital occupants, and his potential staff as well. He was stubborn, so very stubborn. Yet he had a great reputation, which, thankfully, keeps him at the hospital.
Three of his four poor potential employees watched him closely, wondering if he was going to fire one of them soon. Laurence Katner, leaning back in his chair looked relaxed, ignorant. The others, however, were not as foolish. Amber Volakis sat with her back straight; her eyes watching House cross from the door. She was desperate for an opportunity to work with the best diagnostic team, increasing her chances of furthering her career. 'Thirteen' didn't look at House, still furious for testing her for Huntington's disease without her permission.
"The pissed-off little girl act isn't gonna help you" Chris Taub said from behind her, leaning over to whisper into her ear.
"Piss off" she said bitterly.
"Wow, you could be…." Katner began.
"Shut up!" Thirteen yelled, standing up and glaring at Katner, who shuddered.
Thirteen stopped, feeling a hand on her shoulder. Pushing it off, she turned to see House.
"What the hell do you want?" she roared, snatching his cane, causing him to fall.
"You are learning the ways of the ass, or is it House?, young thirteen" House said from the ground.
"Sorry, I believe the position of resident ass has already been taken" Thirteen said, stalking off.
"You're an ass" Volakis said, shaking her head.
"Thank you, I take that as a huge compliment" House said sarcastically, painfully getting to his feet.
"Who the hell has my cane?" he asked finally, supporting himself on the desk.