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Chapter Two

2008

Codroy moaned groggily as he awoke quietly to have everything feeling normal again. He opened his eyes and blinked several times as the sunlight glared in his face before turning to roll on to his stomach. His face was pressed against warm concrete as he laid on his stomach. His whole body tingled with some sort of feeling of heavier gravitation then before and the air smelled cleaner. He struggled to get up and suddenly he was on his feet, swaying like a drunk man. He glanced over his shoulder and smiled lopsidedly at Nadia. "Remind me not to take enerstimulant before time-travel again." He told her, taking a deep breath of the crisp air. He immediately felt better and began to stretch his limbs. "So, how long was I out?" He asked.

"For about seventy milliseconds." Nadia calculated, taking her grip off of Codroy as he regained his balance.

Codroy nodded and took another deep breath. The air was sweeter here. He suddenly remembered that the Cosmic Dust event would not happen until the 2090s. They were in a bright alley that was littered with graffiti and dumpsters. Nadia had chosen right when picking these coordinates. No one had seen them arrive. "We should get some clothes for this era." He told her, looking over at her. Nadia was truly a great invention. Not even time-travel had affected her internal organs or her technical processing units.

Nadia looked away from him and nodded. "Affirmative." She answered, walking towards the far corner of the alley, disappearing from Codroy's vision. Codroy's eyes widened and he ran after her. Even though she was quite intelligent, she still had to learn about things the hard way. Trial and error. Walking into a busy twentieth century street with all the information of the future was not the best idea. Nadia was programmed to obey orders coming from any House blood generation. She was doing what she was told in the innocence of her advanced mind.

Codroy turned the corner and sighed with relief. The street was fairly empty for the morning, which would have been unusual in 2195. Nadia had found two people, a woman and a man that had been unfortunately walking the street at the time. She was dragging them by their hair roughly. "Nadia, let go of them." He hissed after she got around the corner. Nadia's hands released their hair and the woman and man scrambled forward, wide-eyed. "People don't carry guns around wherever they please yet. They haven't legalized it." He whispered to her.

Nadia slowly nodded, keeping her gaze on the two people. She pulled her gun out and pointed it at them, as if assuring them that they could not go anywhere. "Rid your clothes." She told them. The man and woman exchanged confused glances as they began to undress slowly, both not willing to look at Nadia or Codroy.

Nadia began to pull off her own clothes as Codroy did as well. They quickly changed clothes. Codroy was now dressed in a warm gray sweater with light jeans while Nadia was in a thin brown sweater with a pink and brown skirt. Nadia glanced over at Codroy, who nodded his head slowly, before looking them straight in the eyes and scrambling their minds so they did not remember who Nadia and Codroy looked like. They slumped tiredly to the ground and Nadia and Codroy exited the alley.

"Quick research, Nadia. Who are my many great grandparents?" Codroy asked as they walked aimlessly down the sidewalk with no potential destination.

Nadia was quiet for a few moments. "Your grandfather's name is Gregory House. He is employed at Princeton Plainsboro Teaching Hospital as a diagnostician. Your grandmother's name is Lisa Cuddy. She is also employed at Princeton Plainsboro Teaching Hospital as the dean of medicine." She answered quietly.

Codroy nodded. "Are they together?"

"Negative." Nadia answered quickly. Ground cars passed them by slowly. She couldn't seem to process why they would not make hover cars and sky racers until 2130s. She tore her gaze off the crawling vehicles after calculating that they were going a horrendous forty miles per hour.

Codroy sighed heavily and stopped suddenly, watching Nadia stop right with him as if on cue. "Well, we can't just arrive there and say 'We're from the future to protect you'. We'll have to somehow be where they are without causing any alarm. Do diagnosticians dig or something?" He explained slowly, running a hand through his hair, which was beginning to become a habit.

"No. My inner intelligence says that they diagnose...figure out...what is wrong with a patient and treat them. Like a doctor only the case or patient's illness is more confusing." Nadia articulated carefully, trying to make it into words that these people of this age used.

"Oh!" Codroy exclaimed beginning to smile. "Then I, Nadia, have the perfect plan." He leaned in closer and began to whisper into Nadia's ear.

Nadia sat in the Dean of Medicine's office quietly, glancing around at all the primitive things that this century held. It was like reading through a book. She could learn so many things from just inspecting a single object with her inner intelligence. She had all ready finished the mountain of paperwork in front of her, knowing what each page held as she scanned them. Dr. Cuddy, Codroy's many times great grandmother, had left a bit earlier to leave her to the paperwork for she had some business to attend too. The plan Codroy had made was an ingenious one at that. Nadia was built with many tools that she could use at her disposal. She had syringes filled with different illnesses, some of the future, some of the past. She had injected Codroy with a steady illness that would progress moderately over time. She would be there, of course, to make sure it didn't end up killing him, for she had the antibiotics to fix him.

The reason why she was doing all of his work for him was that Codroy was the owner of a scientific lab that made him sick over time. She was his secretary and capable of doing such paperwork. She had left Codroy being strapped to a heart monitor and a respirator. She fingered the small desk top light on top of Dr. Cuddy's desk quietly, wondering why they didn't have floor and ceiling lights. It made everything simply so much easier. The door opened and Nadia snatched her hand away from the desk top and settled her gaze on the pen that she placed perpendicular to the page.

She made her way back to her chair, her own high heels clicking against the fake wood flooring before sitting down in her chair. "You're finished?" She asked, surprise in her voice and facial expression was quite clear.

"Yes, ma'am." Nadia said, catching herself before she said affirmative. No body talked like that in this time period.

Frowning slightly, Dr. Cuddy took the mountain of paperwork from her and began to leaf through them. She could see where Codroy got some of his facial structures from. She was quite pretty. Slightly tanned skin, curly or wavy black hair, blue eyes, and a nice figure. Very pretty for an older woman, though she did not look it. She looked up and smiled wearily. It must have been a long day all ready.

"Thank you, Ms. Webster. Mr. Von Miller is in room 42a." She said, still smiling. Nadia noticed that her lipstick was beginning to crack and there were purple bags slightly visible underneath the make-up that she had put on.

"Thank you." Nadia said back, getting up slowly and heading for the door. The door suddenly swung open on its own accord, but because of Nadia's heightened senses, she was able to snatch the door before it banged against the wall. A tall, limping man shuffled inside, frowning slightly as he turned to look at her. Nadia's internal radar immediately set off, knowing that this was Dr. Gregory House. Her memory quickly scanned his internals and externals, summarizing every piece of information that she could get.

"I don't take charity work!" House barked angrily, leaning heavily on his cane as he stood in the way of the exit for poor Nadia. His eyes were the similar amazing blue that the House line carried. Codroy, unfortunately, did not receive the beautiful eyes. He slowly stared at Nadia, taking her all in as if she was some kind of satisfying liquid. Her intelligence scanned her internal memories for a certain emotion to fit to that face. Hungry came up but she could not bring up any stomach noises in her radar coming from his body.

Cuddy frowned, confused. "I wouldn't let you do charity work. You would terrorize everyone." She told him carefully. The skin between her eyebrows puckered slightly from her confusion. Nadia's skin didn't do that. She did not have much skin, only a thin layer stretched tightly over all her metal endoskeleton so she looked relatively human. She also had been called gaunt before and too thin. Of course, that didn't make up the fact of one part of her body, which everyone assured it was essential to being a woman, which was somewhat big.

"There's a man in that room in my section without my approval!" He protested, drawing himself up as tall as he could go. Nadia watched the event unfold quietly, taking mental notes. Her scanners said that they were going to be a couple, but the way they acted was as if they loathed each other. How could that be? Did she attract some kind of virus? Her internals seemed to be perfectly fine.

"Have you even looked at the file I gave you? It's something right up your alley." She pointed out tiredly. She acted as if this happened all the time. Love was the only thing that Nadia could not perceive. There was no fine definition or action to describe it all. It was more than unconditional.

"I don't read." He stated firmly, fishing around in his pocket. He pulled out a small cylinder capsule and took off the top to dump three little white pills into his hand. A quick CPU scan showed her that those pills were indeed Vicodin, which were showing in her memory scans in his bloodstream. He dry swallowed them and glanced over at her. "May I help you?"

Nadia's neurotic functioner chip was at a stand still. Something was going on which she wasn't processing. "She's your patient's secretary." Cuddy intervened naturally, scowling slightly at him. "She was going to go see him, but you're standing in her way."

House rolled his eyes heavily and shuffled slowly out of the way. Nadia, sensing it was time for her to take her leave, quickly exited the office. "Thank you." She called over her shoulder before walking out into the busy hospital hallway. In most situations, the person's heart rate would have accelerated and even their sweat glands might have gone off. Of course, Nadia did not have any of those. Frowning slightly to herself, she walked stiffly through the crowded hallway towards room 42a.

Codroy looked up inquisitively as Nadia stepped through the threshold quietly, pausing at the entrance. "Ah, it's you." Codroy said, offering his tired smile. Even with the fake smile, she could trace the slight disappointment in his voice vibrations. He had yet been able to see either of his grandparents. He was sweating slightly and he shifted uncomfortably underneath the warm covers.

"I don't understand." Nadia began slowly. There wasn't a whole lot that Nadia didn't understand. Her neurotic functioner processed everything quickly and efficiently. If something was going on, she immediately went to her files to process what was going on. Codroy looked up at her to continue. "They do not act in love. They act in hate."

Codroy sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose for a moment before letting out a huge breath. He patted the side of the bed and she sat on it slowly. "There are many different cases of love, Nadia. As you all ready figured out, love can't be defined. It's everything and not everything. There are cases of love where people totally hate each other then fall hopelessly in love. Some are smitten from the first sight then hate each other after. I can't explain it to you, Nadia. But in time, it will happen. We might have to eventually intervene and make it happen, or it could happen on its own. I'm..." He trailed off, his eyes falling to the entrance.

Nadia stood up and faced the intruder carefully, ready for the worst. A woman in a white coat, which was the attire doctor's were suppose to wear, entered and offered Nadia a tired smile before going up to Codroy. She addressed him professionally and quickly got to work, hooking him up to an IV and explaining what was going on in his body.

"We're going to give you a Lumbar Puncture to see what's exactly going on in your body." She said softly, finally finishing up her well-practiced speech.

"Thank you, doctor." Codroy offered as she left. Codroy slowly gazed at Nadia again who was pressed against the wall, her eyes fixated on no particular spot, her internals running full speed, obviously processing something. "Nadia, I want you to go and take a walk. Process how people of this era work. It might help you see things differently, or how other people see you differently." Nadia nodded her head respectfully and made her way out of his room.

All right, there in 2008 and nothing is wrong so far. But where's Rig Maxwell? And will Codroy ever see his great great great great (continue on) grandparents and how will they react? Review!