Silence past by Riley and Robert but then was broken by a scream from Andy's room. Instantly, Riley's maternal instincts went into over-drive, and she ran into the room. Her brother followed not far behind her.

When they entered, they found Cameron and a team of nurses had already entered. Andy was screaming in pain, his movements uncontrollably wild. These movements were not involuntary; the pain he was feeling made just made sitting still too excruciating. The nurses were trying to hold him still as Cameron examined him, attempting to discover what was wrong with him.

"I don't feel good," he cried through his pain. Promptly, he vomited all over the room. As the nurses tried to hold him down, his arm bumped the table somewhat lightly. Andy was cut very easily and began to bleed.

"His liver;" Cameron said, completely astonished. "It's starting to fail. If we don't fix it soon, it's going to shut down." Two tears escaped from Riley's eyes and slid down her cheeks as she thought, How on Earth can my four-year-old son's liver be shutting down?"

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"Nausea, fatigue, and bleeding easily. How the Hell is this kid having liver failure?" House asked his team. This was twenty minutes after Andy's screaming and the discovery that his liver was going to shut down. "Any suggestions?"

Foreman raised his hand. "He gets home from pre-school before the dad gets off work, and their maid is pretty old and oblivious. Maybe the kid got into some alcohol or something."

"So you think we're dealing with a four-year-old alcoholic?" House asked skeptically. Foreman nodded. "The only thing is that a four-year-old with a doctor for a mom would know that alcohol equals bad, which means he'd know that he did something bad. He would have been giggling 'I did something naughty'." After a minute of silence, House added, "Did that sound wrong to anyone else?"

"Hepatitis," Cameron suggested. "A, B, or C. It can cause the liver failure, especially in kids. It makes sense."

"He could've eaten some wild mushrooms outside his house or school," Chase suggested. "If they were poisonous, it could explain it."

"Maybe it's Acetaminophen," Riley thought out loud, "If Nathan - I mean, the kid's father - gave him too much Tylenol, it could cause the failure."

"Cameron, check for Hepatitis. Girl Chase, scan the kid for Acetaminophen and alcohol poisoning," House instructed, then turned to Foreman and Robert with a smile.

"We know, we know," Robert sighed as he grabbed his coat. "Go check the school and house for poisonous mushrooms. We've got it."

"Not exactly," House replied, "I'm splitting up the team. Chase, go to the school. Foreman, go to the home. I hope you two don't miss each other too much."

"Why can't I go to the home?" Chase asked plainly. "I mean, maybe Foreman would rather go to the school."

"I'm good, Chase," Foreman said with confusion at Chase's seemingly random question. "I really don't care."

"Because," House said flatly, "If the dad's home and Foreman goes, he just explains the situation. If he's home and you go, you'll punch him in the face, and then we get sued. And what happens when we get sued? Cuddy bugs me." Without further words, the four doctors went off to do their assigned tasks.