Hey! Sorry for the slow update! A little busy! This is my last post in the regular section, so things will change (title, description)! Just look under crossovers and it will be there with my pen name next to it :) It's moving on Monday! Yay!

Anyways, sorry this chap is so darn short! I needed to set the stage for the next chapter! Also, this is under romance because there shall be some Jisbon… in the later chapters :P

Useless fact: I just finished a science project, only 5 more assignments to go!

Disclaimer: I do not own The Mentalist or House. That is up to David Shore and Bruno Heller… lucky guys!

"Are you here for Lisbon?" Jane asked House.

House looked at Lisbon and then back at Jane. "Yeah," He nodded. "I'm here to diagnose your girlfriend."

Lisbon's eyes widened as House said that word. She moved her gaze to Jane nervously, hoping he wouldn't do anything stupid.

Jane held up both his hands in a surrender position. "She is not my girlfriend, Mr. House!"

"Oh," House seemed to understand, until he talked again. "I see the ring! Sorry, I meant 'I'm here to treat your wife.' Is that better?"

Jane turned around to face the window, gathering his thoughts before responding to the arrogant doctor. He picked up the cane again and fumbled with it. "My wife and child got murdered." He told House, still looking out the window.

"Woops," House repeated with a chuckle as he snagged the cane out of Jane's hand and hobbled away, not bothering to talk to the doctors standing in the doorway, who had seen the entire exchange.

The doctors walked into the room once House was out of earshot. There were three of them. One tall dark man, a short man, and a woman who couldn't be older than 35.

"Sorry about House," the lady told them. "He can be a little… rude, sometimes."

Jane nodded. "It's okay." He sat back down in his chair.

"Yeah, we already have our own pain in the ass at the CBI. We're used to it." Lisbon raised her eyebrow at Jane, who gave her an amused glance.

"What pain in the ass?" Jane smiled brightly.

The short man spoke for the first time. "Oh, how rude of us, I forgot to introduce myself. I'm Dr. Taob," He pointed to the other man. "This is Dr. Foreman," Pointing to the girl. "And this is Thir- I mean, Dr. Hadley."

"You started to say something before introducing me to your colleague, Dr. Hadley. What was it?" Jane inquired.

Foreman stepped forward. "We call her Thirteen. Well, House does." He shrugged.

"Why do you call her Thirteen?" Lisbon asked hoarsely from her hospital bed.

Before anyone who had a medical degree could answer, Jane cut in. "Dr. Hadley was given a number when she was first considered to be hired. The number stuck with her." Thirteen gave Jane a dumbfounded look. "Oh, and them," He gestured to Thirteen and Foreman. "They're together."

"Jane…" Lisbon warned him. He had crossed the line. Thirteen crossed her arms and looked away, directing her body slightly away from the group. "Sorry about Jane, he's an ass." She apologized.

"Anyways," Taob was getting uncomfortable with all of the "personal talk". "The team is going to work on diagnosing Lisbon. It shouldn't take long at all."

"One week, give or take a few days." Foreman cut in. "Anyways, you don't have to stay here. You can do your job, we'll take care of it."

Jane was shaking his head halfway through what Foreman was saying. "No, this is my job." He glanced over at Lisbon.

"Really? Sounds like fun!" House poked his head through the doorway.

"Did you ever leave?" Jane raised an eyebrow at him.

House thought for a second. "Yes, I left."

"Liar."

He ignored Jane and gestured for his team to come. "Meeting. Now."

The doctors nodded and walked off to go to their meeting room, most likely to watch House write stuff on his white board.

One they were gone, Lisbon furrowed her brow. "Since when was it your job to take care of me?"

He put a hand on her shoulder. "Since now."

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