Liz and Melissa walked through the halls on their mission. To those who saw them it was like watching the final scenes from Dead Man Walking. They seemed to know that something was up and they started to get a small gaggle of followers. As they two women neared Jarvis' office Liz turned to Melissa and said "OK now, Miss, you have to be silent and strong here. Do not frown, smile or show any other emotion. Be brave, be like... me."

Melissa smiled. "I'll try my best."

Liz grinned. "Phone ready?" she asked quietly. Miss nodded. "OK, here goes." she reached forward and knocked forcefully on his office door.

The smug look on Troy Jarvis' face was perfect. "Come to beg forgiveness, Sullivan?" he asked. His eyes leveled straight to her chest.

Liz rolled her eyes and looked to Melissa who nodded. "No, Troy, I'm here to tell you this... " she planted her feet and placed her hands on her hips for good measure. "I Quit!"

The uproar from the crowd was a cheer to end all cheers. Someone had finally stood up to Jarvis and they were not about to let this die that quickly. Jarvis on the other hand looked as if he was having the biggest practical joke played on him ever. He started to laugh.

"You're kidding right?" he asked. "What's the joke. Come on now ladies, let's be serious here for a second." His tone was just as condescending as usual but his sarcasm had increased.

Liz sighed and placed a well concerned hand on the older man's shoulder. "Sorry Dr Jarvis... but this is no joke. I really am quitting. And I owe it all to you. If you hadn't come after me this morning like a wild coyote and tried to rattle me, this would not be happening. Have a nice life." She turned and started to walk away but stopped and turned around. "By the way. Melissa is replacing me and don't think for one second that you can manipulate her like you do the nurses. Melissa is just as tough and just as wise as I am to what you do around here. Keep your distance and be respectful or Karma will have to come kick your ass." The cheers erupted again and Melissa curtsied to Jarvis and turned on her own heel and followed Liz back to the office. As they rounded the corner the cheers for them and the jeering at Jarvis could still be heard clearly.

When Melissa caught up to Liz she was smiling. "I think you made him cry." she said through quiet giggles.

"Good." said Liz. "I hope he'll start to realize that the women in this hospital aren't toys, they're people." After a few minutes of walking she shrugged and groused. "Though it won't last long."

Melissa concurred. "Naturally."

The end of the day came with much relief. Elizabeth walked through the door of her apartment and slumped onto her couch. Amy was sitting at the table in her tiny kitchen eating the remnants out of an old carton of ice cream. "How was work?" she asked. Liz didn't answer, she only let her head droop onto her chest and let out a weary sigh. "Uh oh." she said and she got up from the table and crossed the room to kneel in front o her best friend. "What happened? Did Jarvis give you a hard time again?"

Liz, still stunned by what she had manged to do in one afternoon shrugged and said blandly. "I quit Freehold. I start at Princeton-Plainsboro Thursday."

Amy dropped to her knees. "You what?!" She clapped a hand over her mouth and gasped. "Ho-ly Gods! Liz what the hell were you thinking?"

Liz looked up this time. "I was thinking about James." She stated. "I was thinking about James and about all the times Jarvis tried to lift my skirts with a stray cane or look down my top as we passed in the hallway. I thought about how all the women on the staff are afraid to wear things that they like because of him. You know I have half a closet full of clothes that I haven't worn to work because I know Jarvis would make a snide or inappropriate comment about it. I want to work somewhere better than that. That's why I transferred to Princeton-Plainsboro this morning."

Amy sat back. Her gaping mouth twisted up tino a smile. "So you stuck it to him right?" She leaned forward. "Jarvis I mean. You really let him have it didn't you?"

It was Lizzie's turn to grin. "Melissa got it all on her camera phone. I'm having her email it to me tonight. I have to forward it to my new boss. She dislikes Jarvis as well. It'll be a nice starting out gift from me."

Amy laughed. "Oh, you're too mean."

Liz laughed as well. "James would tell me that it would be something House would do, I bet."

"Probably."

"I'm beat Aim. I'm gonna shower and hit the hay. If James calls tell him nothing, you understand. I want to be the one to tell him. House either. I need to be the one to say it to them. In person. I have to go in tomorrow to have an initial meeting with Dr Cuddy. I'll tell them then. But they aren't to know that I'm coming in either. Just tell him I had a bad day at work and I took a Tylenol and went to bed."

Amy laughed. "Okie dokie. I can do that."

Liz went sleepily to bed, forgoing her shower for the morning.

House limped out of his office. There had been no real interesting cases for him and his team to work on and as a result the entire team was working in the clinic all week, or until something better came along. He saw Wilson heading out the front doors and whistled at him. Looking up, Wilson dropped his head and walked over.

"What?" he asked.

"You hear from Liz at all this afternoon? I asked Cuddy if she'd gotten a call from Liz and she said she did but wouldn't go into the details. I think they're conspiring against us." He paused and looked around. "Women are evil." he said with a shifty eyed look that made Wilson smile.

"Yes, I'm sure they're off somewhere plotting our destruction at this very moment. Good night House. And no, I havent heard from Liz at all today. She said she was going to have a busy day today and that I might hear frm her tomorrow." He reiterated. "Good night." and he turned on his heel and walked out of his workplace and to his car. He was too tired to think, so he just went back to his hotel room and lay, fully clothed on the bed and fell asleep.

The morning light peeped into the window, casting intriguing patterns of light and shadow on the walls of Liz's bedroom. She opened one eye and groaned. She thought about pulling the covers over her head and calling in sick or better yet.. dead. It was then that she remembered that she didn't work and Freehold any longer. A wry smile made its way to her lips. She sat up and stretched. It may turn out to be a wonderful day after all.

She hopped out of bed and grabbed her best outfit from her closet. One of the real pretty ones that she never wore to Freehold because of Jarvis' wandering stares. She headed off to the bathroom to shower.

Amy, sleeping on the couch opened her eeys to the sounds of the pipes groaning under the pressure of the water. She glanced at the clock on the VCR. It was nearly 5 am. She yanked her blanket up over her head and moaned out a long hollow crying whine of "Liz!"

Elizabeth studied herself in the mirror. She managed to get her routine down to an art over the past few years and she was good at it. She washed her face and applied a light layer of foundation before adding a complimentary shade of greenish eye shadow. She put a pair of pearl earrings into her ears and a matching necklace that had been handed down to her by her grandmother. She opted out of using lipstick in favor of some strawberry flavored lip gloss. She was young after all, no need to be completely adult all the time. She was dressed and nearly ready to go when Amy knocked on the door.

"Gotta pee." she said sleepily.

Liz laughed. "Be right out." She tossed her supplies back into the wicker basket that resided on a shelf next to the sink and wiped the rest of the mirror clean with her towel. When she opened the door, Amy was standing beside it, leaning lazily on the wall.

"Yow!" she said when she saw Liz. "Got a date?" She looked her friend up and down, inspecting her for flaws. "You look good today. Where'd you get that?"

Liz smoothed out the crease of her blouse and smiled. "What this? I've had it for years. I was surprised it still fit to be honest." She did a small turn in the hall. "Like?" she asked.

Amy nodded. "Like a lot. I bet James will like too."

Liz grinned and giggled. "I though he might. She tugged at the blouse uneasily. "It doesn't show too much cleavage does it?"

Amy waved her off. "Nah. Not any more than Dr Cuddy's blouses do."

Liz sighed, slightly relieved. "Thanks Aim. I'm gonna head in now. I have some kind of orientation do endure before I can be signed on as an employee."

Amy walked past her friend into the bathroom and closed the door. "Good luck." she hollered through the door.

Elizabeth walked across the room tot he kitchen and made herself a bagel with jam on it. She decided to eat it int he car on the way to work. Work... she thought. I work where James works now. The thought made her snicker.

House walked into Cuddy's office and sat down on the small sofa. He said nothing. Cuddy was at her desk, doing paperwork. She said nothing either. This went on for about five minutes or so before House made a coughing noise.

"Something wrong House?" she asked without looking up from her work.

"What'd you and Liz talk about yesterday?" he asked bluntly.

"None of your business, House. Let it be." she replied, still not looking up at him, which infuriated him to no end.

"Oh, come on!" House goaded. "You talked, didn't you?"

"Yes."

"What about?"

"Things."

This was going nowhere and House knew it. "Fine. I'll call Liz at work and ask her."

Cuddy looked up from her work. "You leave that girl alone. She doesn't need you to make her life any more chaotic then it already is."

House pointed his finger at her and grinned. "Ah HA!" he shouted. "You know something Cuddy, what is it?"

Cuddy crossed her arms. "It isn't my place to tell. You'll find out soon enough." She gave him a curt nod and returned to her work. "Close the door on your way out." she instructed him nonchalantly.

House was stunned. He had just been blow off. He dropped his shoulders and retreated from the office. On his way out he ran into Foreman.

"Where you going?" he asked.

"Away from there." he said as he motioned toward Cuddy's office. "It's really cold in there today, you might want to bundle up before going in."

Foreman laughed than changed the subject rather deftly. "Talk to Jesse yet?"

House looked up at him with shock. "No." he said, his blue eyes wide with surprise. "I haven't been able to get a hold of Liz to get her number."

"You're stalling."

"Am not!"

Foreman rolled his eyes. "Yes you are. You always do this. You whine and mope around until you either get up the nerve to call the woman or drink her out of your system. And you seem pretty sober this morning. Stalling. What are you waiting for?"

"Her number might be helpful." House countered snidely.

"So call Liz and get it."

"Like it's that easy."

"Actually it kinda is."

House scoffed and walked away from Foreman on his way to his office to do just what Foreman said he was doing. To mope.

Elizabeth Sullivan hurried past the clinic on her way to Cuddy's office. Hadley, the only female member of House's team watched her go by. "Wasn't that Wilson's girlfriend? she asked Taub, who was standing closest to her. He glanced up in time to see Liz turn the corner.

"I think so." he said without any caring in his voice. Hadley scoffed and went back to work in Exam six.

As Liz slowed her pace she straightened her collar and knocked on Cuddy's office door.

"Come in." she called out. Liz stepped in. "Ah, Elizabeth, please have a seat. You're quite lucky. You just missed House."

"Shame." Liz said with a small gasp. She seated herself and removed her coat.

"Shall we get started on what you can expect here at Princeton-Plainsboro?"

While Liz and Cuddy went over the fine points of working at this particular hospital, House sat in his office staring at the phone, trying to decide if he should call Liz at work or not...

Wilson made his rounds in the Oncology ward...

House's fellows made their days go by as fast as they could and hoped for a spectacular case that would free them from Clinic duty...