Thank you all so much for the reviews! Since I got lucky and got off work early, I decided to write another chapter.

As always, please don't sue me. I don't own the boys, I'm just borrowing them and acting as the puppeteer.

This chapter is dedicated to Kuro Ookami Hatake, who has been very nice in the reviews. :D

JD looked forlornly towards the door to the on-call room, debating whether or not he could make a break for it it before Dr.

Cox or House realized his plan and laid the smack-down upon him, Cox with his eyes and ignorance of personal space, and House

with his cane and his unerringly good aim. Cox snorted from in front of him. "Like you could make it, Delilah." JD shot

a look at Chase, who was sitting next to him on the on call bed, his blond hair tousled. His expression was a mixture

of fear and longing, as he was also glancing at the door. "So" Dr. Cox drawled shooting a quick glance at Chase, sneering,

and then looking back at JD. "What's this I hear about sleeping with 'cute Australian men without fear of meeting my

disdain', and not to mention my considerable fury?" JD blushed as Chase shot him a speculative look and grinned. House, still lounging

in his stolen scooter, scowled and rapped Chase on the shoulder with his cane. "No looksies, Chase. Sit and stare at

the ground like a good boy." Chase sighed, but did as he was told. JD met House's cool stare, and shot a look at Dr. Cox,

who had his arms folded and was watching JD sternly. "That was a theoretical comment," JD stammered, clearing his throat.

Perry snorted. "Theoretical my finely toned ass. Blondie would bend you over in a heartbeat." JD looked away at the crude

comment, hearing Chase's throat clear nervously. JD felt angry that Dr. Cox would intercede on his potential sex life

when he was obviously fooling around with House, especially since JD knew his feelings for the both of them would

probably never come to fruition. JD stood up and stared Dr. Cox in the eye. "If he did, it wouldn't be any of your

Goddamn business, and I certainly wouldn't be protesting!" shoving a stunned Dr. Cox out of the way, JD exited the

on call room and stormed down the hall, heading towards the pharmacy for some pills. His head was throbbing and he

seriously needed some tylenol.

*Back in the on call room*

Dr. Cox stood with a stunned look on his face, House looked distinctly angry, and Chase was trying to withold a grin.

Perry's knuckles clenched, and his face took on a furious veneer. Chase, excited at the prospect of getting a shot

with JD, stood and tried to slip past the furious doctors, only to be stopped with a cane across his chest and a firm

hand tightening on his shoulder. Dr. Cox growled. House, looking very threatening despite still sitting in the scooter,

sneered at Chase. "I want you to listen to me, very, very carefully." Chase rolled his eyes, and winced as Dr. Cox's

hand tightened on his shoulder. He met House's stare. "Get the fuck back to Princeton-Plainsboro before we send you

there addressed to the morgue. John Dorian is private property, and trespassers will be dissected alive." Cox tightened

his hand even further on Chase's shoulder and glared. House continued. "I'm dead fucking serious, Sydney. He isn't a cheap

fuck while you're in town, and by the way, I don't even care why you are here. Just tell Cuddy I said to dig her thong strap

out of her ass and I'll see her in three months. Maybe." House removed his cane from Chase's chest, and Dr. Cox shoved him

out the door.

Perry looked at House soberly as the door slammed behind Chase. "We need to fix this." Cox nodded, and leaned down to brush

a kiss across House's lips. "let's go." The doctors exited the on-call room, searching for JD.

OK! I know this got kinda serious, but I figured this story needed it. I should have another chapter up either tomorrow or the next day!

Hope you enjoyed it!