Cuddy found the unexpected when she was walking towards her office. Her doors were opened and her office looked like a tornado had hit it. But when she entered, she found House on the floor with the prescription bottle in his hands. He was sleeping, but that didn't stop Cuddy from showing her anger.
"Gregory House, get your ass up right now!" she screamed. Everyone outside the office had heard her and turned to see what was going on. House opened his eyes and saw Cuddy's usual heels. The only thought in his mind was "Shit", because he knew what he did.
"Get up, you idiot!" Cuddy yelled "You just made a mess of my entire office because of your drug addiction to your pain meds! What the hell is wrong with you!?"
House grabbed his cane that was lying beside him, and slowly got up from the floor. He looked at his ex-wife with a miserable look on his face.
"Everything...is wrong with me."
He walked passed Cuddy and walked out of her office. He didn't even notice everyone watching the incident, and for the first time in awhile, he didn't care. He popped a pill in his mouth and continued on his way.
Hannah expected the usual therapy appointment later that day but when she entered Dr. Freck's office, she saw her father sitting in her seat. She looked at her therapist.
"What the hell is he doing here?" she asked.
"He wanted to talk to you..."
"Well I don't want to talk to him!"
"Hannah, please listen to me..."
"Why would I want to listen to you?" Hannah snapped.
"Because I want to explain why I wasn't there..."
"Let me guess, okay? You just abandoned me on the spot for a stupid reason like you did when you left my mother! Why would I need a reason from you again?"
"Hannah, your father has been opening up and talking about his feelings..."
"Oh wow, that's a shocker Dr. Freck!" Hannah shouted "You must be talking about another man because that sure as hell isn't my father you're talking about! I'll see you in a few days, Dr. Freck."
Hannah stormed out of the therapist's office and slammed the door behind her. Part of Hannah was glad she left that office, but another part wished that she stayed.
"I heard that your plan didn't work out"
"And I heard that you messed up Cuddy's office to search for your pills" Wilson said as they both sat down at their usual table in the cafeteria "Why am I not surprised?"
"It's an addiction. It's something I need when there's too much going on around me" House explained.
"Except you don't have any stresses in your life, I do."
"Exactly."
"What are you talking about?" Wilson asked as he opened his bag of chips and placed them in the middle of the table. House grabbed a handful and threw them in his mouth. When he swallowed his food, he gave his friend an explanation.
"You and Hannah have been at each other for at least six months. Do you really think that it doesn't affect me?"
"I didn't think it would affect you as much as I thought it would."
"Well, if it doesn't stop soon...Hannah won't be having her permanent job here."
"But that can ruin her future! You gave her that permanent job, House!"
"And I can take it away if I wanted to. See, I would ask you to quit, except I don't have that authority and you're my friend" House said "Someone has to do something about your mess, and soon."
