Hello all! here is the next part... thanks for the reviews..a few more wouldn't hurt, and would do wonders for my ego...LOL.and House FINALLY makes his debut!


Stella walked out towards the car-park with a smile on her face. This year was going to be an interesting one. She'd obviously missed quite a lot during her hiatus. Sure, her little family updated her weekly on goings on at the hospital. Cuddy emailing her ranting about whatever it was House had done, the hospital being sued because of House, House emailing her whinging about Cuddy being on his case all the time, and telling her about Coma guy and Syphilis lady and how he beat the big mean Vogler (she gave him an ear-bashing email in return), and Wilson giving her the outside point of view, and updates on the hospital love triangles. However, there wasn't a great deal of detail. They were all Cliff-note points, sure, they helped her pass 11th grade English, but when it came to the dramas of the hospital, bullet points were not sufficient.

She turned the corner and found herself walking between both Foreman and Chase. She grinned and picked up her pace a little, the male staff here, particularly House's staff, were worse than teenage girls and lonely old women when it came to gossiping about other peoples lives, she should have known that Chase would be on her case the instant he got wind of the 'scandal'.

Just as the two young doctors caught up with her quickened pace, she slipped into the women's bathroom to 'powder her nose'.

On the other end of the hospital, things were less than playful. House was nowhere to be seen. Not in the chapel, nor the cafeteria, neither of the bathrooms or God forbid, the disabled bathroom. He wasn't hiding in any of the offices or the exam rooms.

"Where the hell is that man?" Cuddy muttered to herself as she stood outside the cleaners closet.

"Still looking for House?" Wilson asked as he approached the near irate Dean. She had cornered him 15 minutes ago interrogating him about his friends whereabouts.

Cuddy rolled her eyes, and shoved the patients' files into his chest.

"I give up. When you see that idiot, tell him I want to see him in my office at 9.30 am SHARP. Make sure HE, not Foreman, not Chase and not Cameron, goes into the clinic and finishes his hours. I am going home I'll deal with him tomorrow. Oh and Wilson, if I find out that you let him worm his way out, I'll tell Julie that you were at the bar buying that Kodeine Nurse a drink before you went home last week." She grinned maliciously.

Wilson paled slightly, he didn't know that Cuddy had seen him at the bar, and it had been a long day, and Kody was a good conversationalist.

"I wasn't doing anything wrong Lise-"

BEEP BEEP

Cuddy glanced down at her pager 'Hurry Up PLEASE' again she groaned,

"Normally I would love to hear your carefully thought out excuse, but I don't have time, just make sure you tell him ok." With one last authoritarian glare, she headed out towards the carpark.

Wilson sighed, and opened the door to the closet, finding House sitting on a bucket playing his Game Boy. House looked up at him with a smug grin.

"Can you believe she didn't think to look here? I wonder where she was in such a hurry to, hot date do you think?"

Wilson couldn't help but smile, House didn't know that Stella was back.

"You know I never thought that I would live to see the day you came out of the closet. You heard her, get your ass in the clinic, I don't need Julie on my case, oh and-" he started as he escorted House back to the clinic.

"Yeah yeah I heard. She wants ME in her office tomorrow morning. I knew she was for Afternoon Delight, but the hardwood in the morning-PHEW, guess she doesn't expect much from that date tonight." He waggled his eyes suggestedly at Edith, the nurse at the front desk who just stared disgustedly at him in return.

House had just entered the exam room with another 'I think I have a tumor' patient when Wilson called out after him,

"And she hasn't got a date tonight. Stella's back!"

A loud crash came out of the room, and House stuck his head out the door.

"Since when is she back? And what mole stole my Twizzlers?" he shouted.

"Since today, if you weren't to busy coming out of closets you would have seen her!" Wilson called out over his shoulder as he went back to the oncology lounge, knowing that House would come after him.

Meanwhile, unlike House, Stella had been unable to avoid the vultures. She spent 5 minutes in the bathroom, fixing her hair, and calling the storage people to let them know, that they could bring round her gear in about an hour. Surely, being men, they would have gotten bored waiting for her to come out of the bathroom, and left.

She couldn't be more wrong. Thinking that it was safe, she stepped out, and was immediately squished between Foreman and Chase.

"Shesus! Down boys!" She cried out startled

"Bitch fight, since when do you bitch fight. Oh wait, that's right you were 'saving' him from the claws of the Wicked Witch of the East." Chase teased her.

"I thought she had evil flying monkeys, not claws" she snarked back.

"So you and James Atlas huh?" Foreman asked.

"Oh yeah, me and him..mhmm all the way baby."

"Well, what happened?" the boys said exasperatedly

"Sheesh, talk about living vicariously. You want to know what happened?" they nodded eagerly,

"Ok, well he threw me down, and we tore each others clothes off and did the naughty right there on the clinic floor, for all to see. It was HOT! You should have been there, because I'm not doing an encore. You really shouldn't pull faces, I mean they could stick like that, and you'd definitely have to start living vicariously!" She giggled as she shut their mouths.

"What happened to sweet and innocent?" Foreman asked, shocked at the fact that another young mind had been corrupted by the guttered world of today.

"Foreman, I may be sweet, but I have never been innocent. I'll let you in on a secret- It's all a ruse!" She whispered conspiratorially, as she sent a message to her mother.

"Well I heard that you left a might fine hand print on his girlfriends cheek" Chase replied, still in a state of shock at the unwanted, totally wrong image.

"Ok boys, I'll give it to you straight, no physical contact was made, words were exchanged, I almost lost an eye in the process but that's all that happened, sorry to ruin it all for you. Oh look there's mom. See you tomorrow!"

Stella slung her bag over her shoulder and ran out to her Mom's parking space, leaving the two of them standing there, still looking like stunned mullets.

"Is she always so-"

"Unpredictable? Brazen?"

"I was going to say outspoken, but that works"

"Get used to it Foreman. You'll learn that you have to expect the unexpected with Stella"

tbc...