A/N: Sorry it took so long. I've been working on my nightmare on elm street Xover because I've been getting more reviews on it then this one. I have this unwritten policy that I use and I feel bad when I don't follow it. Well, here is the chapter. Oh, and if anyone would like to help me, I'd be grateful. I think I'm gonna change my pen name, but I'm not sure. Just send me a message with any suggestions. I'm thinking Team Free Will right now. Idk.

Chapter 9-Kiss From a Rose

"Maybe it's abuse." Thirteen said as House paced the room. He stopped to look at her once, then started his struggled walk again.

"Why do you say that?" Chase asked.

"Well, I mean, mommy dies when this boy is a baby. Big brother and daddy take him on road trips, never seeing much on the women side. Poor little Sam doesn't know that what they're doing to him is wrong, so he just lets it all build up until he finds out the truth and can't handle it anymore." Thirteen explained. House turned to face her yet again. He honestly didn't know that she thought that dark.

"So, you think that Sam's family molested him?" Foreman asked. Thirteen nodded her head.

"That's idiotic." House said.

"How so?" Taub asked. "I mean, it's the only lead that we've thought up. It's like post tramatic stress from his childhood. All those built up feelings are killing him, so it's killing his body."

"Just shut up all of you." House said. "I'll do the thinking for all of us."

"They're offering good points." Chase said.

"You're all getting on my every lasting nerve." House said.

"Why the sudden urge to believe in a patient?" Foreman asked. "For all the years that I've worked for you, I've never seen you get this attached to anyone that wasn't Wilson. Now all of a sudden, you're treating this Sam kid like he's the key to Pandora or something."

"You know what, you're all getting fired for this." House said. He stormed out of the room, leaving everyone stunned. Thirteen stood and walked out of the room. She decided that she might as well check on Sam, seeing as he was having cronic heart failure. She entered the room, Sam's eyes gazing at her as she did.

"Hey Sam." She said as she walked to his bed. She adjusted his blood pressure cuff and began the process of taking his vitals. Sam watched her as she did. He didn't talk much to any of them...except House. Those two acted as if they'd been best friends for years. Thirteen wished that she could have that kind of relationship with people in general, but she just had some unworked issues.

"What's your name?" Sam asked. Thirteen looked down at him.

"What do you mean?" She asked.

"Well, House always is calling you Thirteen, and I don't think that's what was put on your birth certificate. So what is it?" He asked. Thirteen smiled. He was sweet and somehow, she found herself being attracted to him.

"Remy Hadly." Thirteen said as she wrote all of Sam's stuff down in his new file. She didn't know what happened to the last one, but she was guessing that House "misplaced" it in that mess he calls an office. She closed the folder and set down next to Sam, watching him.

"Why don't you go by that?" Sam asked. "That's a pretty name." Thirteen smiled, her pale skin turning to a pretty shade of pink. Sam smiled back at her.

"When I was working to get this job with House, he gave us all numbers. I was lucky 13, so that's what I got called for the rest of the process and now. But it's better than being Cutthroat Bitch." Thirteen explained. Sam laughed. She had to admit that he had some cute dimples and a contagious laugh. She soon found herself smiling a genuine smile.

"You've got a pretty smile." Sam said. Thirteen continued to blush. She slowly moved in to kiss Sam, he not fighting her. She was hovering just an inch from Sam's lips when her beeper went off. She closed her eyes and gave a sad laugh.

"Well, that was just perfect timing." She said sarcastically. She moved away from Sam and looked at her beeper. "I have to take this." She said. She stood to leave. She got to the sliding door, then turned around and looked at Sam again. "Don't go anywhere." She laughed. He raised his arm, that was wrapped up and held various I.V.s and moniter junk.

"Where am I going?" Sam asked with a smile. Thirteen quickly left. Sam continued to smile until he fell asleep again.