Cameron had gone up to the office and found Foreman on his computer playing some game. "Do you know House is down in the clinic doing stitches?"

"You are lying." Forman stated.

"Seriously that is what the blood was for. They are not admitting the woman, who Cuddy said is going to be a new doctor at the hospital, which is strange, but man she was hurt. I wonder why they are covering it up. Wonder if House is the reason? I mean he is doing the stitches."

"If he did it, it can't be that bad, he fights, but have you ever seen him fight a woman?"

"True…" Cameron dismissed the thought. "But he is taking extreme care with stitches."

"This I have got to see." Cameron stood up.

"No! I wasn't supposed to tell you!"

"Too late." Forman stated and moved to go down to the clinic.

"Foreman!' But it was too late as he entered the room that Foreman knew House would use; it was the furthest away from Cuddy's office.

House looked up at the door opening, Cuddy should be back now with the saline. She must have had to go get some more. "What the hell are you doing?" House asked as he saw it was Foreman.

"Cameron said you were willingly doing stitches I had to see it."

This angered House. "She is not a bloody side show!"

"I didn't think he would come down…" Cameron said behind Foreman.

"It is Foreman, what did you think was going to happen. While you are here go find out where Cuddy went with that Saline drip I asked for." Cameron just ran from the door to go find Cuddy. "Are you not going to leave?"

"And lose a chance to gain insight to the great House?" Forman sat down. "Never. So why are you doing stitches?"

"Because I feel like it, take those tubes down to lab and wait for the results rush them, have them run for everything House style." Thankfully he had sense to take the blood before he started the blood bags. "Well go!"

Forman looked upset he wasn't going to get answers but took the blood work and left it might get him a few answers.

House sighed. He had no clue what her job would be here but already his team was causing her trouble. Then he got an idea. He picked up his phone and called Chase. "Hey pretty boy get your ass to the Clinic I need you to do something for me."

Just a few moments later Cuddy and Cameron ran into each other. "Doctor Cameron shouldn't you be upstairs?"

"I told Foreman he came down and now House is pissed and sent me to find you and the saline."

Cuddy rolled her eyes and sighed. "I got it; I went to also get a banana bag."

"Oh." Cameron remembered the woman looked malnourished.

"Go back up and work on your case." Cuddy said shooing her away.

'But…" Cameron wanted to know.

"It is her business. It is not my story or House's to tell. If she wants to tell you she will."

"What will she be doing here?"

"That is classified at the moment."

"Oh…" Cameron just turned and left that point. She was sure Foreman was back at the office looking over their much less interesting case now.

Back in the room Chase finally arrived. "Finally thought I was going to have to wait for hell to freeze over!" House yelled as he placed the blanket back over Christina, he had been about to start again but didn't want Chase or Foreman to see her.

"What do you need me to do?" Chase was curious about the case that had House still down in the clinic.

"I need you to break into Cuddy's office, and figure out what type of doctor she is hiring for." House stated.

"No." Chase was sick of breaking into places for house.

"Yes. Now go." House stated.

Chase sighed. "Fine." And left.

House moved the blanket. He could see she was shivering, but the cooling blanket had done well to cool down and stop the swelling of the skin where there were so many more wounds to close. He sighed and finally Cuddy came back in.

"Sorry. Thought a banana bag would be good too." Cuddy said and closed the door.

"Good idea." House took the bags and rolled around the other side of the bed and hooked the bags. "Help me finish undressing her. I have been so focused on her back; we have to check out her other wounds. If the subpar patch job of the first attempt to treat her is anything to go by there may be more damage than good with any other injuries." House was disgusted that someone didn't do a better job. He knew he loathed stitches but that is why decent doctors had lackeys to do their best stitching on every patient.

"Okay." Cuddy came over and after a few minutes, being careful to not wake her they had her undressed and her legs are covered as well. "Good God!"

"She will be fine once we patch her up, and she has some time to heal." House said but his words were hollow. The pain this woman had to go through and the fact she lived was a miracle. House had stopped believing them, he believed in what he could see and touch, and this was something he could see and touch. This woman should be dead, not breathing very slowly but stably on a cot. He wondered if she ever broke…

"How can she be fine?"

"She is a Marine, even if she isn't fine, she act fine." House said. "And worse…" House paused because it was really the worst part of being a Marine. "Nobody will ever know she is wearing a mask."

"You are so sure she will be wearing a mask?"

"She is a Doctor… Who has killed…"

"Oh…" Cuddy didn't know what that felt like and hoped she never found out.

Christina had heard most of it, she just stayed very still, and she woke when House had thrown the cooling blanket on her. But she didn't have energy to waste. She also knew that he looked her up… She was really regretting not letting that guy at the phone store yesterday show her how at least lock the phone. When they took off the rest of her clothes it took everything she had to stay limp. She knew that she needed help, she didn't like it but she knew.

"I am going to get more supplies and start helping. Did you send blood work down to the lab?" Cuddy was saying. Christina tried to focus on her voice, not his; he had to know she was awake.

But it didn't work, the only thing keeping her still and calm while the worked was his voice. And she knew it the second he spoke again. "Good, and if you find that idiot Wilson you can tell him he can help as well. And yes the blood is in the lab. Cameron told Foreman and I made him take the blood down there."