A/N: I'm going to try not to neglect this story anymore. I'd like to have it finished by early in the New Year, if I can figure out what is really wrong with Rosalie… hmmm. I'd made a terrible doctor!

As always I own nothing, and because Cuddy is out of the show, I've stopped watching so this is completely AU now.

Chapter 10: No Rest for the Weary

Cuddy and Wilson stared dumbstruck as Rachel and House finished their bedside visit and walked out of the Patient Room.

"What just happened?" Cuddy asked as Rachel bounced along happily.

"I have good bed side manners!" Rachel stated proudly.

"You took her to see a patient?" Cuddy whispered angrily in House's direction.

"No, she took me. She just walked in there and I couldn't catch her!" House stated and motioned to his leg. "You know me well enough to know that I hate patient visits, so when I was just standing here staring at her, Rachel told me I was being a creeper, whatever that means, and that I should go in and talk to the girl. I still didn't want to but in that moment Rachel just walked on in like she ran the place."

"I do run this place!" Rachel stated and pointed to the Doctor Cuddy label on her little lab coat.

"She didn't do anything bad, she just told the patient what happened and that we don't yet know what is wrong with her, and we found out that the woman is exhausted. She also seemed very comfortable talking to Rachel, which I found very fascinating." House explained.

"She hasn't rested in a year!" Rachel stated passionately. "That doesn't seem right. Could that cause some of her symptoms?" she asked contemplatively.

"Maybe," House smiled proudly, "nice catch Jelly Bean."

"And why isn't she scared? Did she seem scared to you?" Rachel asked, "I'd be scared if something was wrong and I'd been in the hospital over night and my doctors still couldn't tell me what was going on."

"Hmm…why isn't she more agitated?" House wondered out loud.

"She's tired!" Wilson said, "She's been through quite an ordeal. Give her time to rest and let things sink in."

"If we give her too much time she might be dead," Rachel stated bluntly.

"Yeah Wilson! We have lives to save here!" House piped in.

"And yet, when we told her we still have no clue what was making her sick she closed her eyes and said she's just rest while we worked. Was that because there was a child in her room and she didn't want to upset me, or is she really not worried about her well being? Is she an idiot Greg?" Rachel asked.

"She might be," House smiled, "or it may be a symptom."

"Being not afraid can be a symptom?" Rachel asked mulling over the idea with great contemplation.

"Explain that Wilson!" House smiled proudly.

"You sound like Greg," Wilson stated as he knelt down and looked into the five year olds eyes.

"Thank you, I try really hard!" Rachel responded proudly.

"So you've still got nothing, no ideas?" Cuddy asked as she contemplated her Daughter's observations and took pride in the good job her daughter was doing.

"Not nothing, momma, puzzle pieces and questions. We'll put this together, we're good at that!" Rachel smiled.

"I'm calling complacence a symptom." House stated. "I want a CT of Rosalie's brain; this could be neurological after all."

"Get your team to do it!" Cuddy sighed, "Wilson is too busy with his department, Rachel is too little and you wouldn't do your own CT even if you really wanted to!"

"I wish I could CT her brain for you Greg!" Rachel sighed sadly.

"Don't be sad Jelly Bean, we'll get Chase and Mussolini to do the CT and we'll watch!" House smiled trying to easy his favorite team member's sadness. Rachel was definitely part of the team now that she has brought forth symptom for the case. "Or we could get ice cream!"

"I like ice cream!" Rachel smiled, "but we are working. Is that not bad ethics?"

"Those are the perks of being the boss babe!" House laughed.

"We're awesome at this job!" Rachel smiled as she took a hold of House's free hand and walked with him to the cafeteria.

"Ice Cream it is!" House smiled.