*Alex's point of view*
It was probably about eight o' clock at night when I decided to call Robbie (Chase). The entire time I waited for him to pick up, I hoped and prayed that he still had the same cell phone number. Soon I heard his voice on the other end of the phone.
"Hello?" He said. I smiled and replied.
"Robbie? It's me, Alex, I was just wondering if you'd page me tomorrow when you wake up. You know, so I actually get there on time." I asked politely.
"Yeah sure… Oh, and Alex." He said.
"Yes, what is it Robbie?" I asked.
"It's great to see you again, but could you please not call me Robbie in front of our co-workers." He requested. I felt confused. Why would it matter what I called him? 'Maybe it's because House thinks you two are a couple.' A little voice inside my head said.
"Alright then, good night Dr. Chase," I said, giggling a little bit after I said Dr. Chase. It just sounded so funny to me, calling him by his last name. I was just a bit too used to the pet name that I had given him. We both hung up at the same time, and that's when I realized that he hadn't said goodbye, let alone good night. I don't know why, but I felt a little bit depressed. I guess I just wanted him to actually acknowledge that he cared whatsoever. I sighed then sat down on the couch that had boxes piled around it. My new apartment was crowded with empty, full, and partially full boxes of everything from clothes to books about different diseases. I walked into my bedroom and opened a box full of books. I grabbed a random book from the selection and sat down to read on my bed.
The book started kind of slow, saying something about how the girl had never left her home town of Zulu and was now moving to New York. 'Kind of like you...' The voice said. I laughed.
"Yeah, but unlike me, She'll fall in love with a smoking hot guy and live happily ever after." I said, before I realized I was talking out loud. I hit myself in the forehead and continued to read. By the time I finished the book, it was about 1 o'clock. Getting up, I walked over to my bookshelf and set the book amongst the few other books sitting there. I got back into my bed and slowly drifted off to sleep.
The next morning I was awoken by the sound of a pager version of the NCIS theme song. I grabbed it and checked the name. It was Chase. I smiled and laughed.
"I forgot I had asked Chase to wake me up…" I said groggily, slowly getting out of bed. I had to go through about five boxes before I actually found the outfit I was looking for to wear today. I pulled a grey and white fuzzy boat neck sweater over my head, and a white miniskirt wrapped around my waist. My hair was pulled back into two loose pigtails, and my bangs were held back with a single bobby pin decorated with a steel flower whose petals were glass. Quickly, I put on some cover up and eye shadow. I grabbed my lip gloss and a pop tart and headed out the door. I got to Princeton-Plainsboro at just about the same time as Chase did. I got out of my car chuckling. Chase got out and gave me a funny look.
"What's so funny?" He asked cocking his head.
"It takes you just about as long to do your hair as it takes me to get dressed, do my hair, AND apply my makeup." I said laughing. Chase just rolled his eyes and kept on walking into the hospital. I followed him giggling the entire way into the hospital. My coat was hanging from my arm as I walked through the hospital door. Cuddy saw me without my coat.
"I'd put your coat on, if Volger sees you without it, he'll think you're just like House." She said.
"You mean he'll think I'm an insufferable, ignorant, self absorbed…" I started to say while putting on my coat, but wasn't allowed to finish my sentence.
"Yes that does seem to describe House well enough." A man behind me said. I turned around to see a man taller and heavier than me of African American decent. I only guessed that it was Volger.
"Oh you should have let her finished, it gets better." Another voice said. I'm not sure how, but I already knew that the voice I heard belonged to none other than Gregory House. He was already getting on my nerves and the few times I saw him I was either delirious because I had a deadly fever, or seizing.
"If you don't mind, I'd like to go and meet the rest of my colleagues." I said maneuvering my way out of what seemed to me to be an instant death trap. I looked a head and saw the elevator door was closing, so I began to run towards it completely ignoring the 'Caution: Wet Floor' sign. Sure enough, I slipped, which resulted in both my skirt and coat to fly up giving House, Cuddy, Volger and the rest of the hospital staff working at the moment a completely unblocked view of my underwear. Chase stuck his foot in the way of the elevator and walked a few steps to help me up.
"I saw London, I saw France, I saw a Brit's underpants!" House chanted at me.
"I'm not British!" I yelled at him after Chase helped me up off the floor.
"Well then, Robbie lied about you being his next door neighbor." House said, putting emphasis on Robbie.
"I'm not British either House. " Chase said, still with my hand in his.
"Maybe that's true, but they way you both are standing together definitely suggests that you are a couple." House spat at us. Quickly we both let go of each other's hands and turned away, personally I was blushing a bit, thankful at that time for my annoyingly long bangs that weren't quite long enough to be pulled back with a hair tie. I quickly pressed the button for the elevator, since the other one had just recently left. House hobbled over to us and stood there with us until the elevator doors opened. We all stepped in, and the elevator doors slid shut behind us.
"It's a shame you weren't wearing a thong today, Dr. Kelly. Then we would've gotten quite a show." He said to me. I elbowed him in the stomach. Thankfully the doors opened right then, so I quickly made my exit. Chase soon caught up with me.
"You're going to regret doing that you know." Chase told me.
"Really? 'Cause right now, I feel pretty good about what just happened. Besides, he deserved it." I said aggravated. We finally made it to a room with the words 'Gregory House M.D.' written on the glass door. Chase opened the door like a true gentleman, and before I could even set foot in the room, House shoved his way past me, causing me to fall backwards into Chase's arms.
"Nice catch." A woman with long brown hair said from inside the office. Also inside was an African American man sitting across the table from the woman, and a man with brown hair that was just about as well tended to as Chase's was. I could tell by the tone in the woman's voice that she didn't exactly like the idea of Chase catching me. I had no idea why however. After I got back on my feet I walked into the room and Chase followed, not too far behind.
"Dr. Kelly, good to see you're feeling better," said the guy sitting at the glass table.
"I'm sorry," I said, "I don't remember your name."
"I'm Dr. Eric Foreman, this is Dr. Alison Cameron, and you probably have met Dr. House." He said introducing me to most of the people in the room. I smiled and nodded a greeting towards Cameron, and shook Foreman's hand.
"I'm Dr. James Wilson, head of oncology." The only other man besides House who was standing said as he walked forward extending his hand in greeting.
"Nice to meet you Dr. Wilson," I said, shaking his hand "I'm Dr. Alexandra Kelly, I'm the new Angiologist."
"Please, just call me Wilson. It's a pleasure to meet you too Dr. Kelly." He said.
"You would have thought it more pleasurable if you would have been down in the lobby a few minutes ago when Dr. Kelly here slipped. We all got quite a show down there." He said. I blushed just thinking about it and turned away, forcing a curtain of black bangs to cover my face.
"Anyway," Wilson said interrupting the silence, "I have a patient for you." He handed House a blue file, which the doctor opened as he popped two or three pills in his mouth that he had gotten from a bottle he put in his pocket.
"Oh goodie," The crippled said with a less than believable fake enthusiasm as he read through the file.