Title: Two in the Life of One
Rating: K+
Summary: The chances of two people who look exactly alike and not being related are… House heads off to rehab alone though at the PPTH House shows up as a patient who gets hit by a car and is experiencing memory problems… READ AND REVIEW!!!
Hugh had a doctor's appointment that morning and after a few test the doctor told Hugh it was alright if the cast came off of Hugh's leg.
"Seriously?" Hugh was amazed.
"You will still have to walk with the cane for support…"
"I've been told I have to do that anyway."
"Oh, that's right." The doctor smiled. "Alright."
Hugh walked castless to his office. Cameron was in the conference room she had some paper work to finish before she could leave for home.
"I thought you were leaving." Hugh said walking into the room.
"I just need to finish…" Cameron looked up to see him standing there without a cast again. "I'm going home now."
She packed up her stuff, and then headed out.
"Are you finished?" Wilson asked as he stepped into House's office. Hugh was sitting at the desk waiting to go back home. Without his memory, there were no seeing of the patients for him and Wilson preferred it that he wasn't alone very long. Hugh never complained.
"Yeah are you?" Hugh asked him.
"No something came up and I am going to be here for most of the night. However, Chase is going to take you home. If that's alright." Chase appeared behind Wilson in the door way.
"It's fine. Are you ready?" Hugh asked Chase. House stepped out from behind the desk and the other two saw his cast off for the first time.
Chase liked this new House he wasn't mean or rude. He was kind and polite and a good person to be around. He felt bad for what had happened but for the rest of them it was like a vacation from rude comments.
Hugh and Chase walked towards the elevator. Wilson watched them go. He had that Messiah complex and wanted to save House at every turn. Wilson didn't blame House for any of this but nearly a month of worrying about who would be watching out for him was wearing at Wilson and he needed a break. Chase was there to take up the slack. Wilson was thankful for Chase, who had offered to take over for the next few days.
Hugh and Chase rode home in nearly complete silence. Only once they pulled up in front of the apartment did Chase speak up. "Where's your bike?" Chase asked him.
Hugh looked around a bit then back at Chase. "I thought it was out here. Wilson probably knows where it is. I don't remember these things anymore." His memory loss had almost become a joke for him, even though it frustrated him most of the time.
"Don't think it could have gotten stolen do you?" Chase asked.
"Doubt it."
Leaving it at House forgot and Wilson would know the two went into the apartment. The light on the answering machine was blinking.
"You have 1 new message. 'Sweetie when you come by is there anyway you could bring a box of tissues? I have this cold and I go through a ridiculous amount a day. Love you!'"
"Are you going to your mother's today," Chase asked.
"Umm," Hugh checked the planner Wilson got set up for him. "Not for three days."
"Odd," Chase stated. "Is she normally like that?"
Hugh thought for a moment. "I don't know," he shrugged.
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House got to his mother's about forty minutes after he got off the phone with her.
"Mom," he called as he walked in the door.
House walked back to her kitchen to see his mother standing there cutting up vegetables. "Did you get my message by any chance?"
'No, I left right after I hung up the phone. What did you need?"
"Oh nothing," She said her voice displaying her stuffy nose.
"Are you sick?" House asked his mom.
"Oh it's just a cold."
"Let me be the doctor." He went over to check his mother out.
"Greg, honestly I'm fine."
"Let me get you something for it " When it came to common colds House would send anyone in the clinic packing, but his mother… he really was a good son.
"Alright, if it will make this go away." Blythe knew disagreeing with her son would be no good. Greg would do it anyway.
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House had a nice dinner with his mother catching up with her. After leaving though, he went by the hospital to get his mother's medications. While there, he noticed a light coming from under the door to Wilson's office.
"Jimmy, why are you here so late?" House walked into his office without knocking.
"House, why are you here?" Wilson looked up confused.
"I work here don't I?"
"Where's Chase?" Wilson rubbed the back of his neck frustrated.
"This hour probably at home in bed, why?"
"What did you do to him?" Wilson asked wide eyed.
"Nothing, I haven't seen him." 'Was this how the world was when you weren't high?' If so House though he might start using again just so he knew what everyone was talking about.
"Alright," Wilson let out a heavy sigh. "I'm going to drive you home…"
"I have my bike I think I can handle it." House left the office. What was going on? What had he missed?
House drove home to find an unfamiliar car parked in front of his apartment. "Who the…"
House walked into his apartment ready for a fight. He gripped his can tightly ready to use it as a club if needed. As he opened the door, he heard the television on.
"Wilson, I said I'd take over for…" Chase had been laying on the couch and set up. He was confused when he saw House.
"I thought you were… I know… I saw you…" He mumbled incoherently.
"What the hell are you doing in my apartment?" House asked.
Chase wasn't sure what was going on. He hadn't fallen asleep and he knew he saw House go into the bedroom.
"What Dad's out for a while and the children take over for play?" House yelled. This yelling woke Hugh who came forth from the bedroom. "There's someone else here? Who? Who else is in my apartment?" House stated for the noise.
"You…" Chase said shakily as Hugh appeared. "It was like a sci-fi movie. Attack of the TWINS HOUSE.
House looked over to see 'himself' walking down the hall. House and Hugh stood there staring at one another speechless. The phone next to Chase rang; no one noticed it but Chase.
"Hello?"
"Chase, I thought you were going to keep an eye on him…" Wilson began yelling into the phone.
"Wilson, you need to get here now!"
