Title: Prognosis Unknown
Author: Christy
Rating: FR18
Disclaimer: I do not own any of these series...I'm just borrowing the situation for a bit. I may not own the series that Alissa filters through, but the concept of her is something I came up with
Genre: Gen/AU Romance (Huddy)
Part: 7/8
Fandoms: Angel/House/Highlander/Star Trek/Labyrinth
Timeline: After Angel's series finale; After "Now What?" for House
Series: Alissa's Interests
Summary: Alissa has a case for House
Author's Note: My life around the holidays took a turn for the insanely hectic and been dealing with some personal problems from the start of this year, but I officially have this one FINISHED! (oh, and yes, this chapter contains a teaser for the next story in the series.) Enjoy :)

House leaned back in his seat on the plane and watched Jareth and Alissa as they discussed something together, going over some the papers he'd brought with him. Greg had looked Alissa up in the bits and pieces of downtime he'd had while trying to work on her two friends. He knew why she'd stayed the same cool headed, yet hot blooded woman he'd known fifteen years ago, but she'd apparently been going through some downtime when they'd met, since her travels for the next few years had coincided with Buffy's time in Sunnydale. He'd followed her apparently helping get the survivors out and to the regions that needed them the most: LA, Cleveland, New York, DC, Miami. He'd even asked Willow why those cities had been important and she'd replied that most vampires liked big cities and that it was harder to kill and remain inconspicuous in smaller towns. Alissa had gone back to running her company after that, with the biggest news in the past couple years being her meeting and marrying Jareth Kingsley, who had taken his wife's name. And if that wasn't unusual enough, apparently he had a teenage daughter from another relationship, though Amber wasn't photographed that often.

"So, how did you two meet again?" Cuddy asked them as she walked over and sat next to Greg.

Alissa leaned back against her husband and looked up at him with a grin. "Kismet, wouldn't you say, love? We met when I was in LA for a conference with Wolfram and Hart a few years ago. Turns out I already knew Amber from their internship program. Very bright young lady," she explained.

"You would think so," Jareth murmured with a grin as he picked up the explanation. "We found we shared a lot of common interests and business connections and well, I didn't want to ever let her go."

"So where is your daughter right now?" House asked bluntly.

"With her tutors. I have always been a very private man, wouldn't you say a ghrá?" Jareth replied, glancing down at her.

Alissa chuckled. "I would say it's more Jean-Luc's style, but not for a few years yet."

House felt like he was only getting half of the conversation, but didn't have time to ask, as the pilot announced their final descent into the airport in Fiji.

Cuddy glanced around the oceanside room that had been reserved for her and Greg. Alissa and her husband were in a cabin nearby, but they still had some privacy. She heard the sound of a cane on hardwood floors and felt House come up behind her and rest his chin on the top of her head.

"Considering we can't do anything about this case until tomorrow, my medical opinion as your doctor is for you to relax, stop worrying, and come join me skinny dipping," he said with a smile in his voice.

Lisa turned her face around to look at him in surprise, which House took advantage of to start unbuttoning her blouse and sliding off her skirt. Grabbing her close as he tossed his cane to the side, he kissed her deeply, threading his tongue into her mouth. He swallowed her moans as he palmed her breasts and began teasing her nipples through her bra. House whined in disappointment as she stepped away, then moaned when she slid down to her knees. Sliding off his board shorts, Cuddy took him in her mouth, causing his eyes to roll back in his head as he clutched the door frame for support.

"Okay, I think we can skip the skinny dipping part for now," he gasped out as Cuddy chuckled.

The evening breeze ruffled the curtains of the cabin, bringing with it the scent of tropical flowers and the saltiness of the ocean. "You know, you can always take a break like this from time to time," he said, lounging back against the headboard and trying to recover.

Alissa curled up against him. "I would, my love, but I only have a few years left with this identity. I want everything in order for when Amber takes over for a while."

Jareth kissed her on the forehead as he drew her close. "I think this time it's affecting you more than usual- you have all these people that you're friends with now. My suggestion would be that when we're done with all of this, and Buffy and Faith are better, that you have a small get together for those of our friends that will want to say goodbye, as it were. What do you think about that?"

She mulled it over in her head, chin in her hand. "Well, I know I only have to give my new identity to Rupert and the Scoobies should all know in short order. Mac already knows what I'm doing and has said he'll try and help out with whatever Charlie's new identity for me doesn't cover."

He husband smiled as he took a sip of wine from the glass on the table nearby. "It certainly helps having a cop for a Watcher. How is Detective Taylor doing?"

Alissa shrugged. "As good a job as one can hope. He's got an easy job of it- he can keep track of me in the media reports, and I always copy him on the information on the rare occasions I take a head. It's been working out well so far."

House stepped off the plane, helping Cuddy out of the tiny eight seat Cessna. Alissa was working on the flight paperwork as the two doctors looked over the facility that seemed to take up most of the small island. Alissa walked up to the keypad and pricked her finger on the spot indicated.

*Welcome, Mrs. MacKenzie. Ventilation, computer and all systems will be up and running momentarily. Enjoy your stay.*the computer announced in a feminine voice.

"How does this place recognize you? I thought you said you hadn't heard of this place before yesterday," Cuddy questioned.

"Simple," Alissa explained with a heavy sigh, "It's keyed in to the world network of all of Wolfram and Hart's properties and since I'm on the list with the LA branch, I pretty much have access to anything in their network."

"And yet, the papers say this place is run and paid for by WRH Limited," House put in with a smirk.

"Hide in plain sight- that's always been their damn motto," Alissa muttered as she pressed her palm onto the indent screen once they got inside, turning on the computer holoscreens.

"Computer, start information search," she ordered while pulling out her tablet.

*Ready*the computer announced.

"Search for any information and documentation on Dr. Khan Noonien Singh's experiments with genetics, specifically genetic kill switches. Interface and download all information found to my data pad."

*Acknowledged. Would you prefer results in verbal or text forms or display both?*the computer announced.

"Text," she requested as she scrolled through the information as it came in. Glancing up at the rest of the group, she said, "Jareth, could you and Dr. Cuddy go down to sublevel two? It looks like that's where most of Khan's research took place. I'll have House help me translate some more of this while the two of you look for the information we need."

"You know, she thinks you're trying to use this idyllic paradise to seduce me," House informed her after the others had left.

Alissa laughed as she looked over the information on screen. "Dr. Cuddy has nothing to worry about," she stated simply. "Jareth and I have been married for a long time, and we enjoy it."

"Howlong, cuz you say it like the engagement and wedding were just a cover," House responded.

"It was. We've been married since '92, and before you complain that I was married when we slept together, Jareth knew I couldn't claim his as my husband back in '95," she explained with a frown.

She couldn't transmit any of the data she was receiving until they got back to Fiji, but it looked like they might find what they needed sooner than she thought. She was getting ready to head down to rendezvous with Jareth and Lisa when the computer beeped.

*Would you like to review the other research done by Doctor Singh or should I shut down?*it asked.

The doctor and the Immortal shared startled glances. "Yes, display other research- text only," Alissa requested, then cursed fluidly in Gaelic as the information scrolled across the screen. She grabbed House by the hand and practically dragged him towards the elevator when her phone rang.

"Yes?" she bit out as she answered then listened to what was being said on the other end. "Yeah, hun, I just found the paperwork for it myself. Be down in a sec."

Alissa pulled her punch onto the steel support beam, since Cuddy had not been informed about the Slayer aspect of the case. "Those goddamn bastards. I knew they'd known about Angel because of the Shanshu paperwork, but to try and create a malleable puppet for them? I'd kill Holland Manners right now if he wasn't already dead," she spat out to her husband as she paced back and forth in front of the storage tanks. Most of them were empty or broken, but there was one that had a familiar face staring out at her, floating in the fluid. Apparently the vitals hadn't been maintained for the Angel clones when the facility had been abandoned.

"So this company you sometimes work with did this to a friend of yours?" Cuddy asked incredulously.

"They used to be really bad back when Holland Manners ran it. It's not the same now that Angel's been cleaning house," she explained as they all headed back upstairs with the paperwork on the virus. She handed the printout to House as they got back in the plane.

"Here's what we need to create the cure for them. Let me know if you need any help," she told him.

Jareth looked over at her as she ran through the pre-flight checklist. "What are you going to do with the information on the clones?" he asked.

"The paperwork recorded said something about that one of the clones had been placed, not knowing his origin, right before Khan disappeared. I just need to find him, but right now, let's head home so the girls can get well."