" Thirteen, do a MRI on the patient" said House as they stood in his office. " Taub and Kutner, I need a word with you."
Thirteen left, leaving the men to the office. House shifted his eyes from Foreman to the door, hinting Foreman to leave. He left and closed the glass door.
" I suppose you all know why you're here" said House as he laid on his couch.
" Because we work here" said a confused Kutner.
" He's talking about yesterday" Taub said.
" Right. We need to find out, who Thirteen really is" House said. " I want you two to get Thirteen's file out of Cuddy's office. Do whatever is necessary. Take a patient hostage, do an armed robbery, just get the file. Now go."
They left as Wilson walked in.
" Let me guess, your sending them to get Thirteen's file" looking down at House. " Why are you obsessing over this?"
" I am not obsessing. The girl might be a trained killer. If I get her history, I have more leverage over her. Besides, she's interesting" House replied.
" You don't have to know everyone secrets. If she doesn't want you to know, then so be it. 'Interesting' ? No person is interesting to you, not even me. Unless They're attratctiv... " Wilson then made a realization. " You love her don't you."
" What!" said House. " I don't"
" Yeah you do. Well, if not love, then you at least care about her. From the things you told me this morning she's mixed in with some bad people. You want to know her history to protect her. Admit it."
" Go do some work or something" House said. Wilson left with a smile on his face, leaving House to his thoughts. Did he really care for Thirteen? Had his game of messing with Thirteen turned into love? House decided to take it off his mind and turned on the TV.