Crossover: HL/House

Characters: Methos (Adam Pierson), House (aged 22)

For prompt: 019 White

Rating: G

Summary: the third time Methos really just wanted his organs back.

A/N: third in the "5 times House didn't cure Methos" series.

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Int. university dissection room - night

A gasp from the gurney makes House smile into the journal he's reading. He puts the journal to one side, careful to keep his place.

house

Welcome back.

Adam blinks, clearing his throat and trying to ignore the taste in his mouth, certain it is a leftover of something he doesn't want to remember.

adam

I went somewhere?

house

You've been dead for three days.

(House checks his watch.)

Make that four.

adam

You don't seem too put out by that.

House grins manically.

house

Are you kidding? This is so cool! Here.

House tosses the former corpse a pair of scrubs.

adam

Thanks.

Adam slips off the gurney, checking out the room as he pulls on the scrubs.

adam

This doesn't look like a morgue…

house

University. You were my very own cadaver. I sewed you back up once I noticed your organs were growing back.

Adam continues to check out the room, unconcerned about the medical student behind him.

house

You don't seem surprised to be alive or that I'm completely comfortable with the fact that my school project just woke up…

adam

Should I be? Which university?

house

John Hopkins. I made it possible for you to have this little resurrection above ground by the way. A little thanks wouldn't go amiss.

Adam notices a series of dubious-looking objects floating in jars on the side.

adam

Are those my organs in those jars?

house

You weren't using them.

Comfortable with his situation, Adam turns to look at his companion properly for the first time.

adam

I know you.

house

Yep.

adam

Okinawa right?

House

You died then too.

adam

You were younger then…

house

Some of us age. What intrigues me is that you don't. Care to explain that?

Adam turns away.

adam

Not especially.

House reaches down behind the chair he had been sat on before and pulls out a well used, but lovingly kept, broadsword.

house

How about in exchange for this?

Adam darts forward to take the sword, but House gets himself to the other side of the gurney before he can take it.

House

You don't want to know where I got this out of.

Adam is light on his feet waiting for an opening to get round the table and tackle House.

Adam

I left it under my bed at home.

house

I know. There was dirty laundry all over it.

Adam continues to make futile efforts to get round the gurney, House evading him easily.

adam

(in defeat)

What do you want to know?

House

Everything.

adam

No way.

house

Then I want to know what you are and why you carry a sword.

adam

That is everything!

House smirks in triumph. He knows he will get the information he wants.

Adam

Fine, but you can't tell anyone else.

house

Why would I want to? I would hardly feel superior if everyone knew.

adam

I'm Immortal.

house

(scoffing)

Obviously. Get to the good stuff already.