House and the optimistic

prologue
Eric mops the floor and greets the people around him happily, people enjoy his joy and happiness he was so polite and kind, Eric rubs his head feeling light headed he shakes it off, probably have to get a drink of water he puts the mop back in the bucket and walks to the fountain then falls onto the ground, his coworkers calls the ambulance as they tend to him.

chapter 1
a light hits House's eyes and he rolls to go to sleep a shadow is behind him and shakes house: "House"
House turns and looks up and sees Cuddy: don't you knock or call
cuddy: I called three times and I know you won't wake from a knock
House: so why did you wake me from a great wet dream
Cuddy glares at him: we have a patient, that fell down
House: epilepsy or a cerebral cancer, now can you let me go back to sleep
Cuddy: we tested for cancer and he has no signs of epilepsy, he said he felt thirsty and he just fell
House sits up: dehydration and maybe a stroke he grabs his cane just put in an IV and tell him he's too old to bounce on his bed anymore
Cuddy crosses her arms: he was drinking all day, and he's only 19
House: so I actually have to wake today, I'll have to finish that blond babe later he rolls his eyes

Chapter 2
Chase looks into Eric's eyes: do you have any head pain
Eric: some but it's only a bump on the head I checked it myself he smiles lightly
Chase feels the wound: right here
Eric cringes slightly in pain: yeah
no sign of immerging or concussion, yet you just passed out
Eric: that what they told me
Chase stands up: well what I see there is nothing wrong with you
Eric sits up: so I can go back to work good he looks like he's about to get out
whoa chase pushes the teen back down to the bed you need to rest, I said nothing I seen is wrong with you, doesn't mean there is nothing is wrong with you, so just relax
ok the boy smiled
Chase walked out and to House's office
House is balancing a glass of water on his head: so how is our head patient
Chase wonders what is he doing always playing around: what I can see there is nothing wrong with him
so show me the x rays and monograms he takes the glass off
he just got here so we haven't done any of that
House rolls his eyes and drinks the water: so Mrs. tight pants lied to me
cuddy lied to you to get you here? he cocks his head, house would lie to get what he wants but cuddy?
I guess it was the only way to get me out of my bed he takes a pill and puts it in his mouth
Foreman and Cameron come in and house snared at them: glad you can join us, now we all can make fun of cuddy
Foreman rolled his eyes not knowing what house was talking about: so what do we got for symptoms
Chase: well all he has is a bump on his head no sign of concussion or hemorrhage, so it's not his head
House gets up grabbing his cane and walks to the bored: wrong, everything starts in the head, you just don't fall for no reason he writes on the board, dehydration, insomnia, exhaustion
Cameron: Sleep depression or epilepsy
House: yes to the first no to the second
Chase: his eyes don't say sleep depression, no circles, no sagging ness
House: I know you like older women but please don't describe there breasts to me
Chase: I was talking about his eyes
House: of course and pretty eyes he has doesn't he, but yet again he might not be your type
Foreman: can we stay on topic and see what's wrong with this patient if it was sleep depression soon epilepsy will concur later on so we can treat him and put him on some sleeping agents
House: well get to it and bring me some, cuddy woke me up too early
Foreman walks out

Chapter 3
an African American man with a mustache and a goatee comes in: ok you might have some insomnia it will explain the fainting and the passing out
Eric smiles: thanks doctor, I'll like to go back to work soon as possible
Foreman: well we will have to keep you here, still normally we will let the patient out if it was just insomnia he puts the pills on the table just take two
Eric: so what else do you think it is he takes two
we don't know yet, we'll just treat on what we know, and find what else is wrong
ok he sits up and cringes a little
you ok
yeah it's nothing I'm fine he smiles
no if your fine you won't be in pain, now what's wrong
my right leg hurts
Foreman checks the leg out feeling the muscle then the knee and the swell of his leg and Eric cringes lightly
Foreman sighs: seems bad, did you hit it or fall on it
no it just started to hurt

chapter 4
Chase walks to house's desk and yells at him: I told you it wasn't insomnia and he doesn't have sleep disorder and you act like I'm not even there
House eyes widen in sarcastic shock: oh I'm sorry I thought it was the wall talking he leans both hand on his Cain don't worry I knew your right
Chase: so you just gave him sleeping medicine for no reason
House: no, there is a reason, he needed the good night sleep like I did last night
Chase: because cuddy woke you up on what you conceder early, you decided to take your grumpiness out on us and the patient
House: told you I had a reason
Foreman comes in and house sounds brighten: and right on time to bring us the good news, so what is up with Mr. head, head
Foreman: he has Sevier Tendentious in his right leg and left arm
House: ok, chase be actually useful and write that down
Chase writes it down on the board: so what can cause this
Cameron: long years of work or arthritis
House: and how long has he worked there
Foreman: only eight months, not even long enough for him to cause Tendentious
Chase: and his family doesn't have a history in arthritis
House: so how is he doing, who is he, and where is waldo
Foreman: he seems ok mentally and he seems calm
Chase: his name is Eric and I would have to agree with foreman
House: I don't care for his name, but what did he do before he passed out
Chase: working, then he went to get a drink of water
House: hmm I got nothing, besides dehydration, Cameron, give him x-rays and monograms of all his tinkers
Cameron: heart and brain coming right up
she leaves

Chapter 5
ok this won't take long don't move she speaks into the intercom and Eric compiles and doesn't move and once it was done he talks you have a nice voice have you thought of singing?
Cameron smile lightly: no she comes in ok you are almost done we just need an x ray
he gets in the wheel chair and she takes him to the room well you should, I would so buy your cds he smiles
thanks she smiles back professionally
she takes the x rays: ok all done she takes him back into the room
Eric pulls himself onto the bed: well tell me how I'm doing ok Dr. Cameron
Cameron: I will She sets him up with a sling on his left arm putting a plastic binding on it and his right leg
as she does this Eric talks: I hope I'm not causing you too much trouble
not at all this is our job, and right now I just finished checking on you, so relax and we'll come back to you once we figure out what's wrong
Eric smiles: ok, I bet you will find out

Chapter 6
Cameron comes in foreman and chase look mentally Exhausted, talking to house again
House is twirling his Cain: glade you came back, so how is the man who fell down for no reason
Cameron: he has no tumors in his heart or brain she hands him the results and the x rays and he brushes them to the side
Cameron: you not going to check them
House: no I have better things to attend to, so our little patient how is he taking the illness of falling down
Cameron: well thanks for you drugging him, he is out like a light
House puts his Cain down: that's not what I meant, is he depressed or angry about being around a woman not able to get his hands on her
Cameron: no he seemed happy, very optimistic
Foremon: yeah he was very cheerful even when he was in pain
House: happy, cheerful, hmm I wonder if Optimism can be a symptom
Chase: a symptom of what, of being a happy person
House: you almost hit the nail on the head, next time, use a hammer
Foreman: your not thinking drugs are you
House: thanks for asking he takes a vicodin
Chase: he's not on drugs his eyes weren't dilated, and he seems all together
House: yeah he probably didn't smoke any today but it takes a month to get it out of his system
Foreman: this boy is happy and you think drugs
House leans on his Cain and gets the files: yep, but I think other stuff too like women, good TV, but where are you getting at
Foreman: I'm saying people don't have to take drugs to be happy
House: your right, but no one in a hospital is normal are they, now if you leave me be I got business to attend to he limps out

Chapter 7
Wilson comes out of his office and sees house he was about to go back into his office then house caught him: WILSON he says on what sounds cheerful and Wilson sighs and turns towards him: what
I got a job for you he hands him the files check theses for tumors or inflammation
Wilson cocks an eyebrow: couldn't you do this yourself
House: yes but I heard that this patient has a case of happy and I don't want to catch it
Wilson rolls his eyes and flips through the x rays: nothing to swelling, no inflammation, no bubbles or tumors, nothing
House: Great, now I have to think
Wilson: good now I can have a drink of water he drinks out of the fountain
House: water? he walks away

Chapter 8
House comes back into his office everyone is there: good now I don't have to rally you all up
Foreman: we are loaded with patients thanks to you, now what do you got
House: he was drinking water he crosses out Exhaustion and insomnia and adds lack of red blood cells
Cameron: we tested his blood for drugs so that won't explain lack of red blood cells, and we haven't tested for that yet
House: well go to it he leans against the wall well any guesses before I tell you what it really is
Chase: well if you already know it, why not tell us
House: because it makes me feel better, but I'll tell you anyways, Copper poisoning
Foreman: who would poison him
House: he would, well heck I would if I was thirsty enough, which he is always dehydrated, so he would have to drink
Chase: the drinking fountain: I'll go and get a test sample
House: good and I'll go test him for magic brownies
Foreman: it didn't show in his blood
House: yeah but he might be hiding it
he leaves

Chapter 9
house enters Cuddy's office and she glares at him: what do you want house, revenge?
House: I would have to keep you up all night and the sight of that shirt you already have that plan
Cuddy tugs her jacket closed: so what do you want, give me more of your perverted thoughts
House: no that's why we have the internet, I need a vile of happy reefers
Cuddy: for you no
House: it's for a patient to prove that he is on majuana
Cuddy: well giving him some would prove that
House: no if he wasn't on majuana, he would just be really high and really happy, but if he has been doing it, he would be mostly the same because the small dose won't be enough to sustain his mind
Cuddy: a small dose ok, I don't want you to get either of you high
House: deal we will share a bowl
he walks out

Chapter 10
a man with stubby five o clock beard and messy hair with a dirty suit on comes in leaning on a nice wooden Cain with flames on the bottom and Eric smiles
the man snares at the boy: so I see your still on last Saturday
Eric: sorry I don't know what you are talking about Mr.?
House, I am here to prove that like me you are a pot head he sits on a visitor's chair next to the kid
the teen laughs lightly: you know your funny
House injects the substance into his arm: and after this I'll be hilarious
the boy breaths and feels the sustains take over: well Dr House, do you have a first name
House cocks his head: why do you want to know, to tell everyone where to get there fix
the boy laughed in the same way as before and house takes out a blood sample: no because everyone calls you by your last name because the way you act, your first name gives you character
House: it's Greg, and you are high
the boy smiled: I haven't done this over a year and I don't feel any different
that's because you are a pot head he looks at the sleep help pills do you mind if I take one
not at all why would you need that insomnia problems the boy seems to sweat lightly
something like that, and you are feeling a little hot under the color, hmm that must be because your stoned he takes the sleep agent pill and his viccoden
the boy cough into his hand allot and blood is on it and he smiles as he looked at it
House eyes widen a little: well that's not good

Chapter 11
House has his head in his arms and he seems to be sleeping
Foreman slams the door open and shut: he wasn't a pot head
House wakes and looks horrible: I figured that out
Cameron: and we are treating the copper in his body
Chase: so what makes him cough up blood
Foreman: it could be TB
House yawns loudly to interrupt: it's not TB, but thanks for stating an obvious diagnosis
Cameron: the copper in his body could have infect his lungs
House: yeah and his blood decided to move into his lungs, show me the scans after my nap, now excuse me I have a woman to attend to he puts his head back on his arms

Chapter 12
the x rays show a big dark blotch that covered all his bottom half of his lungs
House: wow this is cool
Foreman: his lungs are becoming liquid goo and you find it cool
House: yes, what makes lungs become liquid goo
Chase: cancer
Foreman: he hasn't smoked a year
Cameron: it could be second hand smoke, or it could be remnant
House: if it was second hand smoke, he would get a heart attack first, and if it was a remnant it would just be a round blotch not half his lungs
Foreman: well whatever it is he's going to die, who's going to tell him
Cameron: he's a sweet boy I'll hate to see him sad
Chase: I don't feel like it
House rolls his eyes: fine I'll do it

Chapter 13
House comes into his room: hello, don't worry I'm not here to get you high again, your, Eric, your going to die, your lungs are disintegrating...his eyes are wide Eric do you have stomach problems
Eric: yeah but I'm used to them, I drink allot of water, because of them
House: I'll be right back, your not going to die

at the office
House pushes the door open: did you guys do a MRI on his stomach and Colin
Chase: no
Foreman: I never thought of doing that
House: well do it and show me the results

After the scan
Foreman: his stomach is scotched and his intestates walls are breaking down
House: there's waldo he yells
Chase: poison?
House: of a different sort, and it's a growing one
Cameron: mold
House: no I don't have any
Cameron glares at him
oh you mean the boy, yes he has mold, just give him the stuff and get it over with
Foreman: because he likes you, you want to get rid of him
House: likening me hmm I wonder if that could be a sickness of course non of you have it, so it's not contagious
Cameron and Foreman leave
Chase: you look different, has this boy change you a little
House: no it's my hair, I tried to brush it
Chas sighs

after the cure
Eric sits up
Chase: ok you can leave, but first you need a Cain he holds out an assorted style of Cains on a rack
hmmm Eric smiles this on, it has style, just like Greg does he takes it
House stands in the hall and sees the kid lean on a hickory wood Cain and a magnolia handle simple but slick
Eric smiles at House: bye Greg he walks out
House: bye Eric he says quietly and takes a pill

THE END