The start of something
AN: Ok, this isn't mega long but i'm going to try and do a double posting by the end of this evening (over here in the U.K)
Quote of the day: "Who in the world am i? Ah, that's the great puzzle" - Lewis Carroll
House, Chase, Alice and Foreman were sitting in the conference room waiting for Cameron to turn up and give her input on the case.
"Where's Cameron?" Chase asked looking to House for some answers.
"How should I know? She's probably found a little sick patient as is trying to nurse them back to health." House replied.
"You know the staff at this hospital have really gone downhill." Alice said.
It all went silent in the room, Chase and Foreman looked over to Alice wondering if that comment was applying to them.
"What makes you say that?" House asked.
"Well this Cameron can't even be bothered to show up to brain storm and then earlier on that nurse who brought the patient up hadn't even taken a history!" Alice rambled.
"I didn't send a nurse up." House said confused.
"Yes you did, she had brown hair it was tied up, she looked like ten years of age."
"Did you shout at her?" House asked keen to find out if his inkling was right.
"Yeah of course I did."
House hobbled over to the phone and paged Cameron.
I know Alice shouted at you. Don't worry, come up for the brainstorming.
Within ten minutes Cameron slowly entered the room and stood on the opposite side to where Alice was standing.
"I don't think you were properly introduced" House said aloud. "Alice, this is Cameron a member of the team. She isn't a nurse."
He looked over at Cameron who gave him a small smile.
"Cameron, this is Alice my mean sister."
Alice looked at House expression darkening.
"Enough with the introductions." Alice said briskly "Let's find out what's wrong with our patient."
"I'll tell you what the symptoms are. And for your benefit Alice I'll get Foreman to write them up on the whiteboard."
Alice gave a fake smile and let her brother read out the patient's symptoms.
"Cindy Lou-Who presents with a sore neck, back pains when she lies down and pain in the ribs when breathing."
"We should get a CT scan of the lungs and an x-ray of her back." Foreman said, glancing over to House for approval.
"Oooooook then." House said "Now flee from my sight. Fly my pretties fly!" House cackled reminding himself of the wicked witch in the 'Wizard of Oz'.
At this point in time if Erica was with him she would've suggested that Alice was the wicked witch and that she and Greg were Dorothy and Toto.
House remembered all those times Erica had made him sit through that film when they were small. When the wicked witch was introduced for the first time in the film Erica would always hide behind him and peek over his shoulder to see if she had gone.
Back then, his nickname was 'Wiz' on account that Erica had seen him as the Wizard. This was because most of the time while they were young House had sorted out most of his younger sister's problems when she was in trouble.
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"Guess what I just brought" Blythe called out to her children.
All of them came running in looking at her with innocence plastered over their faces.
Alice was fourteen, Greg was eleven and Erica was eight.
Blythe lifted out the film 'The Wizard of Oz' and Erica's face lit up like a Christmas tree.
"The Wizard of Oz?" Alice asked "Aren't we a bit old for that?"
"That's a girl's film!" Greg moaned.
Erica however took the video from the kitchen table and placed the cassette in the video player. She then sat crosslegged on the floor and watched as the film started.
As the sepia shots came on she sat intently in front of the TV while Greg sat on the sofa flicking through a Biology book.
As the wicked witch appeared Erica leapt from her position on the floor, sat next to Greg and buried her head in his chest.
"Bloss, what are you doing?" Greg asked confused by his sisters' actions. He looked to the television screen and saw a woman with emerald green skin cackling away to a bunch of monkeys with wings on their backs.
"Has she gone yet?" Erica asked listening to the woman's cackling voice.
"No, but her monkeys are cool." Greg said focused on the TV.
"What do they look like?" Erica asked still refusing to surface until the witch left the screen.
"They're like monkeys with cool wings attached to them."
"Are they evil?"
"All the best characters are evil Bloss."
"That scary witch isn't in Snow White."
"Yeah she is. But she shouldn't have turned ugly because lets face it, looking like that old peasant woman wasn't going to win her fairest of them all, now was it?"
"Greg!" Erica shouted "has she gone?"
"Yeah."
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Wilson had finished work for the day and walked by the conference room to find Alice and House still working, to him it looked more like bickering but it was basically the same thing in the House family.
He left the building and drove back home to find Erica asleep on the doorstep.
He smiled and softly shook her shoulder.
"Huh?" Erica muttered rubbing her eyes.
"You fell asleep." Wilson said helping her up from the step.
He grabbed a key from his pocket and inserted into the door, as it opened he stood to the side allowing Erica to enter before himself.
"You're a proper gentleman Jim." Erica smiled now fully awake, but very stiff from sleeping up against the doorframe.
"It's been known." He replied smiling back.
"How comes a nice man like you hasn't been snapped up already?" Erica asked, placing her coat over the sofa.
"Well I had been."
"What do you mean by that?"
"I've been married three times and divorced three times." Wilson replied putting his suitcase on the floor and then entering the kitchen to cook. He opened the fridge and looked for some chicken. He didn't find any to his dismay, and then looked in the freezer to end up with the same result.
"I need to go out and get some chicken. Want to come?" Wilson offered.
"Sure, I have nothing else to do. Let me just write Greg a note telling him where we've gone."
"Ok, he and Alice looked like the case was going well." Wilson said.
At that point Erica stopped writing and crumpled the note up.
"What was that for?" he asked aware that she must still be pissed off with House and Alice for earlier on.
"I'm ready to go now." She said grabbing her coat back up and walking towards the door.
"Wait a sec" he grabbed the pen from the table and wrote the note instead, it said:
Me and Erica have gone to get some chicken for dinner. Be back soon. Wilson.
"Ok let's go." Erica beckoned him.
As Wilson closed the door Erica grew impatient, she grabbed his hand and they both felt as if some electricity had shot through their arms.
Quickly they let go and got in the car.
This was the start of something.
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