*Sad Sigh*
I don't own CSI Miami or House. Only Noelle.
That makes me sad.
House
"So, wait, I have to show these CSI's around?" House asked. Dr. Cuddy rolled her eyes in exasperation. She had explained this five, no, six times.
"It's crucial to their investigation." Cuddy said again. House rolled his eyes. They stopped near the elevator, waiting for the arrivals. The elevator dinged, and thetTeam of CSI's stepped out.
"Be. Nice." Cuddy hissed as a warning. House flicked her a look of disdain. The man stepped out of the elevator first, redheaded, bright blue eyes.
"Hello," He said, "I'm Lieutenant Caine, and my team." House nodded, biting back a witty response.
Then she stepped out.
"I'm CSI Noelle King," She said with a light Montana accent. Her auburn hair fell in layers down her back, and her steely yet soft gray eyes took in everything. "I'm in charge of arson. I just love fire." She smiled.
"She's nearly as hot as you." House murmured.
"Shut. Up." Cuddy murmured.
"This is Dr Alexx Woods, she'll want to see the bodies." Noelle continued. "This is CSI Jesse Cardoza, a partner of mine. I ask the questions, he writes the notes."
"Dr Cuddy, I'd like to talk to you." Horatio said.
"My office. House, show them around." Cuddy ordered. House frowned, and took out his pill bottle. He dry swallowed two and looked at the smiling CSI, Noelle.
"Come on." He growled. "I'm sure there's someone who will show you around."
"Why can't you?" Noelle asked.
"Game time." House said. Noelle rolled her huge brown eyes.
"House. Are these the CSI's?" Australian accent. Noelle snapped her head up. House stared at Dr. Robert Chase.
"Yes. Show them around." House said. Chase rolled his eyes, but eyed the red-head.
"Lets go." He said and House turned to go to his office.