Edward and Alphonse were in the waiting room. The room was a sterile white colour that gave it a sense of cleanliness. Edward couldn't hunch over because of the pain but resting his back on the couch could reveal the egg. He'd never felt so uncomfortable. The other patients in the waiting room were either wrapped in their own symptoms or staring up at the huge suit of armour that was Edward's brother.
'Mr. Elric?' The doctor called.
Edward rose slowly from his seat afraid that rising too quickly would cause a shock of pain.
In the room, Edward was sat uncomfortably in his chair with Alphonse stood next to him.
'Now what seems to be the problem?' The doctor asked.
'I've been sick all morning plus when I woke up I had this wound was here.' Edward lifted up his top to show him the bloody wound.
'Hmm… Lay on this bed here and I'll examine it properly.' He said sucking air in hard from the severity of the wound.
Edward got up slowly out of his seat clutching the wound. It stung again as he'd feared. He got onto the bed laying his back slowly onto the bed. Edward was afraid that the egg would show through his skin.
'Did it hurt when you got onto the bed?' The doctor asked as he stood at Edward's bedside.
'Yeah.' Edward nodded.
'Hmm… Lift up your top again.' Edward did as he was told. 'That's funny. All of your naval has been taken away. Like it's been sucked off. And you have no memory off this?'
'N-No I don't.' Edward lied.
'I'm just going to feel around the wound. Tell me if it hurts a lot and I'll stop.' The doctor said. Edward nodded in agreement.
Pulling on a pair of rubber gloves, he gently prodded around the wound, feeling closer to the middle of the wound. The closer the doctor felt to the middle, the tenser Edward's stomach got from the pain. As he touched the middle of the wound Edward let out a gasp of pain.
'Ah! That hurt!'
'Sorry. I'm done.'
'What's wrong?' Alphonse asked, seeking answers.
'There seems to be a lump underneath the naval. This could be serious so I'll admit you to hospital.'
Edward's eyes had widened on the mention of a lump.
"He found the lump! I knew it."
His stomach twisted horribly and the blackness took hold of him.
-At the hospital-
'W-Where am I?' There was no recollection of him fainting. He didn't know that he had. Peering to one side of him, he found Alphonse at his side. 'Al. Where am I?'
'You're in hospital. You fainted.' Edward tried sitting up but the pain of his wound had restrained him. 'Older brother are you sure you don't know where that wound came from?'
Edward looked away from him. He couldn't bear to face his brother's red peering orbs.
'I-I don't want to say.' It was all he could muster.
'But I'm your brother! Couldn't you tell me?' Alphonse urged but unfortunately to no avail.
'I-I'm scared.' Edward mumbled.
'Of what?'
'Of what you'd think if I told you.'
Alphonse couldn't think of anything more to say to convince him. His brother wouldn't budge. The only way he'd get some kind of truth was from what the doctors had to say. One of them came through the door.
The female doctor had long brown hair, wore glasses and she had a young appearance. She had a slender physique and as for her height Alphonse could calculate that she wasn't much taller than Edward. Accurately at the most she was a head's height taller. She wore a white coat over her uniform of the hospital. The badge on her coat said "Dr. Cameron, Immunologist."
'You fainted in the GP after being told about a lump. We're going to get you under an MRI scan. Then we'll see what it is.' She informed. A team of doctors came through to get Edward scanned. They took him through on a wheelchair and left the younger brother to wait patiently with worry.
-The scan room-
Edward was being run under the scan. Doctors in the room behind were on their computers examining the results. Doctor Gregory House with his cane resting on the side of the chair was one of them. He himself was tall with a severe look about him, which was commanded by blue penetrating eyes. His hair was short, curly and of a dark brown colour that held hints of grey hair that showed all his estimated age at a glance as well as his unshaven. Even though Dr. House was a diagnostic doctor he didn't wear anything that signified him as a man of medicine. This meaning he didn't wear a white coat like the others but rather stuck to his own familiar clothing instead of the uniform. As for the walking stick, his reasons for that object was for the cirrhosis in the thigh muscle of his right leg, which caused him to swallow almost a whole bottle of painkillers a day leading to suspicions through out the other doctors of him being a drug addict. But House would often ignore and wave away these claims with his own cruel and bullying humour, which commanded leadership amongst his own team of doctors.
'Look. He's got a sort of mass under his naval.' He pointed to the screen.
'So you're saying its cancer?' Dr. Chase suggested. Dr Chase was one of four doctors in House's team and like Cameron, who was also part of the team, he was young in appearance but that never lead the others to challenge his ability of medicine. His own specialist department was in Intensive care medicine. He was neither brunette nor black like the others in House's team but was a dark blond colour. He didn't carry around with him a severe look like House but more of a calm, comforting air that shone our clearly in his green eyes. The style of hair he chose was short (but not as short as House's do) with blond hair dangling down at the front as strands as if they were a half-assed attempt at any sort of fringe. What also stood him apart from House was the fact that Chase's face always was clean-shaven. His height could also be described as tall but the clothes he wore were much the opposite of House's. He wore a white coat but underneath the buttoned coat was the appearance of a light purple shirt and a lilac tie with indigo spot on it. His trousers differed too from House's chosen blue jeans and were instead black trousers along with black shined shoes. They too differed away from House's white sneakers.
'No. I'm saying it's a mass. I didn't mention anything about cancer.'
'House, look at the shape of the mass. It looks like a… egg.'
'Egg? Like an Ovum? I need some clarity here!'
'No! Literally an egg! Like a chicken egg or something.' He said in all appearance of a confused shock. 'How the hell could he have got that inside him? He couldn't have swallowed it or he would've choked first.'
'But then he could have inserted it somehow through the naval. That would explain the wound.' House said with a satisfied smile. 'So… Hard-boiled or soft?' He laughed.
'That's not funny.'
'Oh of course it is. I mean, isn't it funny how he got the egg there in the first place?'
'Well I don't think it's funny how you can make fun of him like this. He doesn't even have any recollection of how it got there or that it even IS there!'
'Oh yeah? Well I think he's fibbing. How can someone go to sleep and wake up in the morning without feeling someone push a whole chicken egg into your naval? Impossible.'
Dr. Chase scowled with all severity and seriousness.
'Hey look on the bright side! Just think of the millions of jokes I could come up with from this!' He continued once again with his work of analysis on the scans of Edward. Dr. Chase started working again by zooming in on the "egg" for information about it.
'House, look at this. The egg's …beating.'
'Beating? Where'd you get the whisk from?' House laughed at his own joke.
'I'm being serious! I'm picking up pulses from the egg! It's…'
'ALIVE! Mwu ha ha ha ha!'
Dr Chase stared at him hard.
'Sorry. I couldn't resist that one.'
'Shouldn't his immune system have been able to destroy the egg by now?' Dr. Chase questioned once again while searching through his brain for some correct answers.
'If it's been able to last hours in his body then no. Whoever inserted the egg must have inserted a disease with it.'
'Like what?'
'HIV perhaps? Makes the immune system weaker, disables the white blood cells. They wouldn't have been able to destroy it.' House zoomed in further on the egg, looking inside the egg to see what was beating in the shell.
'Wow! It's a human embryo!' Dr. Chase said in awe of what was inside the egg as he peered at House's computer.
'You sound like a medical student.' House said with a taunting annoyance.
'But does that mean he's-.'
'Pregnant. First we have a whole host of egg jokes at our disposal and now we have a pregnant boy who could get in trouble with his parents for under-aged pregnancy and possibly sex on the side.'
'Why would you say he's had sex?'
'Well how else did he get HIV?'
'Could that have been inserted at the same time as the egg?'
'How about we congratulate him and tell him the bad news of the HIV. We can find out later if he's had sex or that will just come up on its own.
'…' Dr. Chase and Dr. House took Edward off the CT scan and wheeled him back to the ward ready to give him the news.
Author's note: This House, MD crossover is based on season 1 – 3 for those who are fans of House. I made sure to get the specialists right for each doctor and I'll apologise if House's humour isn't up to standards but I have tried my best for jokes and his style of humour. He doesn't stop appearing this fan fiction. Basically he gets around a lot (even if it's at a slow hobble. LOL). I know the name of this chapter is chasing houses but that's because I'm using a play on Chase and House's names. Do you get it?
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