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Life's full of surprises
The diagnostics room was silent as everyone busied themselves with files.
House leaned over Foreman's shoulder but, he was ignored.
"I'm seeing Cuddy," House said filing the silence.
Everyone looked up and Wilson rolled his eyes.
"Generally, without her clothes on. Use your imagination. Hope it's got a wide-angle lens," he continued chuckling sarcastically.
Everyone stared in confusion as House took the file Wilson was reading.
"You don't actually need that," House said.
Wilson stood already irritated, "I'm gonna check my office for whoopee cushions."
" This is not a prank," House responded.
Wilson ignored him, "This is not me walking out the door."
As he was about to leave Kira walked in carrying six coffees.
Chase was staring though no one noticed.
She shot him a look that made him smile to himself.
"Morning everyone," she said as she placed the coffee on the table.
"For you," she clarified as everyone muttered thank yous and passed them around.
House turned to everyone.
"Everyone this is Kira Night my bastard child, also known as the one who saved your asses yesterday," House said as Forman almost choked on his coffee.
Everyone's eyes shot to the pair in complete disbelief and Wilson looked as if he would faint.
"What?" Wilson exclaimed hysterically.
"I prefer the term love child," Kira said taking a sip of her coffee and smiling at the group.
"How could...what could...I..you...what?" Wilson said pacing.
House and Kira shot one another a look.
"You're right. He is a bit of a wreck," Kira said to House as if Wilson wasnt there.
"Told ya," House responded.
"It's kind of cute," Kira said jokingly gaining a laugh from House.
"Yeah, in a dying puppy kind of way," he responded getting a laugh from her.
"You...you," Wilson said pointing a finger at House.
He went out the door and left shaking his head.
"What? Really? Daughter?" Taub said staring at Kira.
" For realz. Foreman can translate. So Junior Miss everything — skateboarder, basketballer, science clubber, seal clubber," he says taking a pause.
"I'm actually guessing with that last one. Healthy one day, heart arrhythmia the next."
"Are you sure? Because you're...and she's...uhh yea self explanatory," Taub said rambling looking Kira over.
"Taub it's no use. She doesn't sleep with married men," House said patronizingly.
"Well it's good to know that your genes aren't all bad," Foreman said not able to help his now roaming eyes.
"Well at least my children won't come out the womb rapping and stealing cars. Downside of being black," House said making Foreman roll his eyes as always.
Chase cleared his throat, " EKG, echo and head CT are all spotless. There's nothing on her neurological exam."
House gave a intrigued look, " Interesting."
He pointed his cane at Foreman, then Taub, and then Chase
"In favor, indignant, indifferent. Think I'd like a female perspective. Or Thirteen's. Where is she?"
" She's gone," Taub filed in.
Foreman shrugged, " She said she was taking a leave of absence. Wanted us to think it was for a Huntington's study in Rome. They've never heard of her."
He had handed House her letter
Taub continued, "Cell and home phone are disconnected. Apartment's already been vacated. And what's with the death's head cane?"
" They didn't have a death's ass cane in my size," House said and then shaked his head.
" Well, I guess we'll just have to wait," he said throwing Thirteens' letter on the table.
"Conditions that cause intermittent heart arrhythmias," House inquired.
Taub looked at House curiously, " Three years, you've been trying to game out Thirteen. Now you don't care?"
House brushed it off.
"Sorry. Not caring about Thirteen is not part of the differential for heart arrhythmia, but you do get a home version of the game,"
Chase just tried to say engrossed in the case, "Patient's brother has severe, congenital muscular dystrophy. Life expectancy of about 25. If she's had a latent case of it..."
" Wouldn't be sudden onset. Foreman!" House said in his usual joking way.
Foreman looked at him suspiciously, "Do you know something about Thirteen that we don't?"
"She's entitled to her privacy. Just as I'm entitled to a diagnosis." House countered.
" And you're glossing over Thirteen's departure because you actually respect somebody's privacy?" Taub said confused and lost.
"So either your're a changed man because of Cuddy, or you're pretending to be a changed man because you do know something about Thirteen and you're trying to throw them off the scent," Kira threw in, sitting down.
House had told her about Cuddy earlier.
" Or I've just gone nutty bananas because I lost a patient. All of which you are free to discuss after I get a diagnosis," House said ignoring how alike they thought.
Chase went on, "If it's Long QT Syndrome, any startling stimulus in that skate park could have triggered the arrhythmia. Loud noise, flashing lights."
"So in other words you get to scare the patient to death to confirm Long QT...fun," Kira said smiling and looking at the case layed out on the table.
House glanced over and furrowed his eyebrows.
"How did you..." he started.
"It's the most effective, the most outrageous, the quickest, and we're related," Kira said smiling to her slightly impressed father.
"You heard the woman," House said to the frowning team.
He sighed, " Fine. If you insist, do it in a room with one of those thingamabobs that brings people back to life."
They all said nothing, rising and heading out the door.
Chase purposely diverted his eyes from Kira as he walked out, not wanting to have to think about how much he was attracted to none other than House's daughter.
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