A/n: I'm still nawt clear about the life of a document here! If anyone knows anything about please tell me! Oh, and I'm sorry this is kind of short, I've had a lot of projects to do for school, and I've been sick for a while, but this is another chapter, none the less! I hope I didn't lose and readers becasue this took so long, so please review to let me know I still have support! Thank you!

Chapter 9

"Where?" House asked silently. Kris stuck her head out of the window so she could talk to House. "Top of the right shoulder, my dad was out hunting, and I refused to wear one of those ugly orange vests, so he pulled the trigger, thinking I was a deer. My dad isn't the brightest when it comes to hunting, mind you. It just barely grazed my shoulder, but I was sent to the ER anyway, and they removed the single fragment. I'm fine now. By the way, I want you to know I landed in a sink and hit my bad arm, so this better be worth it!" Kris snapped.

"It will be if you let me in!" House called, and Kris's head vanished inside the home, and she unlocked the door. "Here, Dr. Dumb-ass." Krissy growled. "So, now what?" She asked.

House looked around. "I see we're in a kitchen, so lets check the fridge first." He said, opening the door.

---------------------------------------------after the search------------------------------------------------

"Wow. We didn't find a single thing!" Kristina sighed. "Order the girl a dose of strong Meds, and send her on her way." She ordered House's team who was once again seated around the glass table. "Since when do YOU order us around? I think we're the ones who went to medical school!" Cameron barked, her eyes sending flames in Kris's direction. "Sorry, I didn't know you were so upset with me because I was joking around with Chase earlier. I just love messing with people, but, I think you gathered that already." Kris faked nice, she really didn't care about whatever Dr. Cameron thought of her.

Cameron's jaw dropped. Did this girl just say she was SORRY?!" Cam didn't have enough time to say anything back, because Cuddy stormed in, looking really pissed. "You lied to me!" Cuddy screamed. Kris smirked. "You fell for it, and, I think you really should go to the ER so the doctor can remove whatever's up your ass." Kris said, looking Cuddy straight in the eye.

"I'll be that doctor!" House piped up, grinning. Cuddy glared at Kris, then her gaze moved to House. "No, House, you'll be the doctor in exam room 1 in the clinic, and Kris, you'll be helping him ." Cuddy said.

Kris raised her eyebrows. "Is that supposed to be a punishment, because if it is, you suck at making punishments."

"Just keep an eye on House so he doesn't sneak away!" Cuddy growled. "Don't you mean I should keep an eye on HER? She was the one who faked sick, why do I have to go to clinic duty!?" House said, clearly annoyed.

"You helped her, now go!" Cuddy snapped, and walked out, leaving Kris and House gaping at the fact that they were being ordered around by a big- chested, cleavage wearing, slut, who just happened to be the most important person at PPTH.

A/N: I do NAWT think that way about Cuddy, Cuddy is awesome, I just said that for the story. I think this is my worst chapter so far, so I expect to get a few bad reviews, but if I still get two good ones, I can almost promise a longer, kick-butt chapter next time! ; )