YAY! I finally had a free weekend and I was able to work on these two chapters for Little One as well as one chapter for my other story. I hope you enjoy them. ^_^

Chapter 6

Once Cameron had found a cot and a snuggly looking blanket to bring up to the conference room, Foreman helped House lift a sleeping Robert from his shoulder and settle him comfortably on the cot.

As House watched Foreman cover Chase with the blanket, he couldn't help think that Chase as a little boy was a heavy sleeper but then again he was probably exhausted from the day's events.

Getting back to work and passing out copies of the medical file of their latest patient for Foreman and Cameron to look over quietly. House kept wondering back to Chase and how he was going to get by taking care of a five year old.

He knew the basics of taking care of a child but he was nervous with the thought of what happened if Chase got sick or worse he would lose his patience and snap at the little boy.

He just hoped that didn't happen at any time.

As they finished coming up with ideas of what their patient possibly had and House assigning tasks to Foreman and Cameron to run tests. He went to the computer desk in the conference room instead of his office to look up some information.


Robert felt terrified in the place that he was at and he didn't like the horrible scent that reached his nose as he wondered down a long and dark hallway. He knew he didn't want to go any further but his feet seemed to have a mind of their own as they lead him further down.

He felt his heart pounding rapidly in his little chest and at hearing a clanking noise, he wished House was with him at that moment to help him but he wasn't.

Walking further down, he noticed the clanking sound kept getting louder and louder until it was almost unbearable for his ears and as he placed his little hands to cover his ears, it stopped.

That's when he noticed he wasn't walking anymore and as he looked around, he noticed he was standing in front of a dark red door.

Hearing voices on the other side, Robert thinking there was other people, decided to open the door but as he opened it, his ears were assaulted by a loud chanting that was louder than the clanking sound.

Covering his ears again and closing his eyes because he was frightened, he opened them slowly as he felt a presence in front of him. Looking up he saw a mysterious black shape appear in front of him that appeared bigger than him. As it started to take a certain shape and take on more color, his view was suddenly blocked by another figure standing in front of him and the chanting was instantly muted.

Taking in the form of the other figure, he saw it was a beautiful woman and she turned to look over her shoulder and said, "Don't look little one, Don't look!"

Robert felt safer now that the woman was standing between him and the dark form but that only lasted for a while as he saw that the dark figure had pulled a big knife over the beautiful woman's head.

The woman noticing Robert's terrified face, turned back around in time to blast the dark figure back and away from them both. Turning towards Robert again she said, "Little one, you must leave this place, it is not safe. My Violca has still not gained her freedom from this man or her power and I'm afraid that if I don't go back to my body now he will kill me sooner then expected. So go little one! GO!"

Terrified once more, Robert cried out as he was thrown back and the big red door was slammed shut afterwards with a loud bang.

Waking up with a start, Robert sat up and looked around at his surroundings as the hospital that House and Wilson brought him to. Feeling tears well up in his eyes because of the scary dream he had, he started crying and hiccupped, "House!"


House who was looking up anything that would lead to people possibly being turned back into children was startled from his musings as he heard Robert cry out his name.

Limping over as quickly as he could to the cot where Robert was asleep a few moments ago, he saw him sitting up and crying his little heart out.

Taking a seat on the opposite side of the cot from where Robert was, he was almost thrown off as Robert flung himself into his arms and cried out in pain as Robert accidentally kicked his bad leg in the process.

Robert hearing House cry out in pain, flinched and scooted back to see House grab his leg, take out a bottle from his pocket and swallow some pills before dropping the whole bottle on the floor to grab his leg again.

Scooting further away, Robert felt bad that he had hurt House by accident and thought maybe House was about to get mad at him just like his mother would whenever he would do something bad.

Looking down at the floor and seeing all the little white pills and bottle everywhere, he thought maybe if he picked up the pills and put them back in the bottle then he wouldn't be in so much trouble with House.

So while grabbing the bottle in one hand and grabbing a few pills in the other, he was shocked when House all of a sudden yelled "No!" and pulled him to face him.

House feeling the throbbing in his leg go down to a more bearable level, opened his eyes to see Robert with his vicodin bottle in one hand and a few pills in the other.

He instantly panicked at that moment and thought Robert mistook the pills as candy, so while yelling "No!" He grabbed Robert to face him and checked his mouth to see if he swallowed any pills.

Letting go of Robert's mouth after checking if he swallowed any, he asked a wide eyed Robert in a loud panicked voice, "Did you eat any?!"

Snapping out of his slightly shocked state, Robert gave a loud wail and started crying while shaking his head no.

House meanwhile realizing how he over reacted and that Robert was probably old enough to know better not to eat something like pills and was probably just trying to help, tried to calm the crying child by hugging him and apologizing in a soothing voice.

He had already done what he had been afraid he would do and that was snap at the child.

Looking up while apologizing, House saw Wilson standing by the glass door with a concerned look on his face and mouth the words, 'Everything ok?"

Shaking his head no, House gave the sign that he needed a few minutes and so Wilson came into the room fully and sat at the conference table to wait.


After a few minutes had passed by with Robert's crying turning into quiet sniffling, House picked Robert up and gently cradled the little boy against his chest as he fell asleep again from all his crying.

Sighing he turned to Wilson and said in a soft voice, "He called out my name and was crying, so I'm assuming he was having a bad dream but as soon as I sat down he kicked me by accident. I dropped my pills on the floor accidentally after I took some to help with the pain and when I opened my eyes I saw him with the bottle in one hand and some of the pills in the other. Wilson, I thought he had taken some and I over reacted and I really scared him. I feel like such an asshole."

Wilson listening intently to House's explanation, asked, "Did he? Take some pills I mean?"

"No, but.." tried to say House but Wilson interrupted him.

"Relax, House, I've seen parents over react over much less dangerous things than that." said Wilson as stood up from the chair he was sitting on.

"Just apologize when he wakes up again. Let him know that you didn't mean to yell at him AND tell him you were wrong to yell at him. Also explain the reason why you thought you had to yell at him." said Wilson.

"What if he doesn't accept my apology and doesn't want to be near me after this?" asked House.

"Relax he won't. I think he's really attached to you." said Wilson, reassuring his best friend as he stood up from his seat.

"You know, If anything, this just proves that you really do have a soft spot for little children and Robert seems to have captured a small part of your heart." said Wilson as he was walking out the conference room.

Rolling his eyes at Wilson and after he was alone again with Robert he whispered, "I guess I do but you're wrong about one thing Wilson. Robert's captured more than a small part of it, he's captured a big chunk of it."