DON'T OWN IT.

Foreman was off dong clinic duty, and Chase was with Taub running blood samples. That meant, much to her dismay, that Thirteen and House were alone in the differential room.

"So, wanna tell me why Chase and Foreman are acting really weird?"

"No."

"Come on, you've been quiet all day. There's a fresh band-aid on your arm. Did you do another test? You still have Huntington's!" House yelled triumphantly, glad he figured it out.

"Yes, House, Foreman and Chase screwed up the test!" Thirteen yelled, then slammed the door behind her. She walked aimlessly around the hospital, very pleased with herself. She even managed to confuse House. Which was all the better, because he'd harass her for sure in front of the others, meaning it would be all the more convincing. Somehow, she found herself in Wilson's office.

"Hi." Wilson chirped happily, but she didn't miss the note of confusion.

"Hi." She replied.

"I heard about the trial. I'm so sorry. And what Chase and Foreman did…" Wilson said, shaking his head solemnly.

"Word gets around fast." Thirteen observed.

"Well, I heard it from Cuddy. She's warning me that House is gonna come in here and probably break a few things." Wilson said.

"She must've heard it from Chase." Thirteen said.

"And House heard it from Foreman?"

"Me."

"Oh." Wilson replied. After a few moments of comfortable silence, Wilson broke it. "Are you okay?" He asked.

"I'm fine." She said.

"I know the team can be a little chaotic, but I deal with this stuff everyday. If you ever wanna talk…"

"Thanks." Thirteen smiled. "But really, I'm okay." Sighing, she walked out. She did feel guilty for lying to Wilson. He was such a sweet, caring, genuine guy. But she really needed to sell the act, so she did it anyway.

Down in the lab, Chase, Foreman, and Taub were still waiting for the patient's results.

"What's up with you two?" Taub asked.

"Long story." Chase huffed.

"It's obviously about Thirteen. She's been really quiet ever since you three came out of the lab." Taub said.

"It's not really our place to talk about what happened." Chase said.

"I'm her friend, too, you know. I care. I want to help." Taub half-lied. He didn't consider her a friend, and he didn't really want to help. But he did care. She was the only other one who competed for a spot on House's team, and it was nice to have an ally.

"She still has Huntington's. We screwed up the test." Foreman said.

"That explains why she's so mad." Taub said. "Well, you did get her hopes up. House must've said something to her."

"That son of a…" Chase said, then walked angrily to House's office. "House!" He yelled.

"What?" He whined back.

"Did you say something to Thirteen to make her redo the test?" He asked.

"I don't think so." House said.

"You don't think so?"

"Well, if you count unless Chase and Foreman are lying, then yes, I might've said something." House said.

"Why would we lie to her?"

"Well, Foreman can't get over her, and wants to save her, make her happy. You, Pretty Boy, are starting to like her. You'd do anything to help her. So yes, you'd lie, until she figures out you did in a few years, and hates you, but you'd live with that just to give her a few years of happiness." House reasoned.