House stood up, and left Wilson's office without another word. Wilson watched House, in silence. Why was House acting this way? And how exactly, did Jade find a way into House's

head?

House limped down the hall, to Jade's room. He burst through the door, and stood by her bedside. Waiting for her to notice him.

"I know you're there." Jade said softly.

"Well isn't that just great?" House snapped.

"Listen, you have no right to direct your anger towards me. You should be used to patients asking you questions."

"Cut the crap!" House spat.

"Excuse me?" Jade asked, neither angry nor happy.

"You were raped! Big fucking whoop!!! Get over it! Just because someone touched you, doesn't mean you suddenly know all the answers to life, now…does it?!" House stopped,

surprised by his angry outburst.

Jade sat in her bed, looking at her hands. House thought he saw her eyes tear up. She lifted her head, and paused for a moment.

"It wasn't the first time." Jade murmured. "It has happened to me before, you know, the touching. But…this wasn't the first time I've attempted to die. I have tried to get over it. But it's

so hard. My dad wasn't the only one. I used to walk along the streets, and I'd think to myself 'Is that him? Is that the guy who…' You can go. I'm just a burden."

House felt a few tears run down his cheeks. He sighed and looked at Jade. "I'm sorry for yelling at you, like that. OK? I'll help you. I mean, I don't do psych. Cases…but, I'll do my best to

try and help you."

Jade said nothing, but nodded silently.

House nodded, as well, and left.

'No one to cry to now, no one to say goodnight

No one to tell my troubles to

I've got no one, to sigh to, no one to hold me

Tight

No one to cheer me when I'm blue

when I go home to my lonely room

and find there's no one there'

House sat in his office, listening to a Ray Charles song. As he listened to the words, he thought of Jade. And, then of his own childhood. He flipped through her file on her desk.

He dropped the file in horror, after he read one report.

He picked the file back up, and read through the report again:

Name: Jade Harris

Gender: Female

Age: 7

Jade exhibits a very odd behavior. Very wise beyond her years, it is hard to believe that she has lived through more trauma than one could imagine.

I have been able to have Jade tell me, verbally, that it was not only her dad that had raped her: but, many other men as well. She cannot recall, however, but she thinks it has happened

over 18 times. All different men, multiple incidents each.