AN: This is completely random, and just for fun. Tell me what you think. Also, for a disclaimer, I clearly do not own House.
A Different Kind of Mystery
Chapter Four
Thirteen had just finished examining a patient as House barged through the door of the exam room.
Thirteen looked up from a patient's chart and glared at House then went back to writing on the chart. "What do you want now?"
House grinned widely as he spoke. "Oh nothing really. So... what's going on with you and Taub? He's a bit old isn't he?"
"And you aren't?" Thirteen looked up again with a half smirk.
"Answering a question with a question. Very endearing, but not an actual answer. So it is true. You and him?" House's eyebrow rose in intrigue.
"Taub? As in the Taub we work with? What would ever possess you to think that I would ever sleep with him? That's insane. I don't care how drunk I was, it still wouldn't happen." Thirteen said almost on a laugh.
House looked at Thirteen intensely as if his own eyes were a lie detector. House noticed that she looked calm. She didn't look nervous as if she were just caught in a lie. She was telling the truth. House mentally scratched Taub's name off of the possible father's list.
"What was he doing at your apartment then?"
Thirteen was momentarily stunned that House would know that, but the shock wore off, because watching her apartment was something that she knew her boss would do. "When I ordered a book on new surgical procedures, he asked if I could order him a copy too. I told him he could just use my spare key since I wasn't going to be able to bring the book to him. Happy now?"
"Fine." House turned towards the door to leave.
"House," Thirteen said causing him to stop. "Can I have my keys back?"
House dug inside of his coat pocket and found her keys, but he didn't take them out just yet. Before he had to hand them back to her, he had a revelation. Why couldn't Thirteen bring Taub the book?
"What are you doing tonight?" House asked.
"Are you asking me out?" Thirteen was taken back by the question. This certainly wasn't normal behavior for his boss.
"Lets just say that I am. Pick you up at 8:00?" House continued as Thirteen tried to figure out what he was doing asking her out on a date.
Thirteen paused in disbelief, but finally her words came back to her. "I can't. I have other plans."
"Ah shoot," House said with false sincerity. "What kind of plans?" He asked as he waited to see if she'd spill her well protected secrets.
"Just visiting another colleague." Thirteen said as her closed the chart she had been writing in. She slowly walked towards House. She noticed him noticing her blue blouse again. She stopped when she was close enough for him to feel her breath.
"It's nothing to be jealous of really." She practically purred as her hands reached towards House's chest. She felt him inhale quickly as her hands began to leisurely slide down his chest, while her hands took notice to the unfamiliar terrain on the planes of his body. She mentally contrasted the solidness of his body compared to the softness of her own. She felt her own face flush because she knew she was enjoying the differences.
House's eyes burned a bright blue. At first they were startled by the sudden caress, then Thirteen's own smoldering blue eyes melted his sapphire irises until there was nothing left but desire and delight.
As her hands neared the top of his jeans, she left her right hand to continue its delicate slide downwards, while her left hand meandered towards his coat pocket. When her hands found what they were looking for, she pulled back instantly.
She grinned at House as she dangled her retrieved keys from his coat pocket in his face. "Thank you very much."
She finally saw her boss exhale. She mused over what she thought was disappointment lingering in his eyes, but brushed the thought away as she pushed past him to exit the exam room.
She hadn't noticed how warm her hands were until she focused on how cold the newly found keys were. Her hands were warmed from traveling the planes of her boss' chest. She could see the want in his eyes, and she felt empowered at the reaction she caused, but what she also felt was perhaps her own desire. The thought alarmed her but she brushed it away as simply a man and a woman reacting to one another's touch, or at least she hoped that was all it was.
House stood bemused in the empty exam room that Thirteen had left him in. What had just happened? He asked himself, but his thoughts held no definitive answers. He left the room with his thoughts clouded with Thirteen's actions. It was as if the real world faded, and only his reasoning and explanations existed. But he crashed right into the real world as he ran into the back of a unsuspecting Cuddy, while his thoughts had his attention disabled.
"Watch it House! Didn't you see me standing here?" The annoyed Cuddy frowned at House as she noticed he was still ignoring her. "House!"
"Oh didn't see you there with that unrevealing blouse on. Normally I can see those puppies from miles away." He pointed to Cuddy's breast as if she didn't know what he was talking about.
"What has you so distracted?" Cuddy asked as House turned to look in each direction as if he were looking for someone. "Lost someone perhaps?"
House's eyes held Cuddy's for the first time since he ran into her. "Did you see where Thirteen went?"
"She left with Kutner. Why? What are you up to?" Cuddy said on a disapproving scowl.
"Nothing at all." House said as he walked away from Cuddy to find his car in a hurry. If he was lucky, Thirteen hadn't left yet, and he could follow her. House was all too fixated with the mystery that Thirteen was turning out to be.
