Caring is Creepy – Chapter X
"Charge to 350!'
House crashed through into the quarantined room to see four people in white suits crowded round one of the gurneys, code box behind them as one of them held up the paddles then brought them down on the patient.
He could hear the body leap of the bed then crashed back down. The unbroken screech of the monitor continued. The men in suits looked at each other, not noticing Foreman, Chase and the Doctor running into the room after House.
"Charge again!" The man with the paddles said with a tinny voice.
As another suit pressed the button on the code box, the man holding the paddles stepped back slightly, revealing the patient on the bed.
Cameron.
"Get away from her." A cold voice came from House, as he stood frozen at the door.
Three of the suits quickly looked up at House in surprise.
"Charged!" The suit at the code box shouted. The suit with the paddles quickly turned back to Cameron and shocked her, House looking on in vain as her body stiffened and leaped off the bed, her ventilator tugging at her mouth as he jerked upwards.
"I said, get the hell away from her." The words grinded out of House's teeth.
One of the suits looked up at him in surprise. "Who the hell are you and what are you doing here?? This is a quarantine! You're not even wearing a suit! Get out, before we put you into custody!"
"I'm Dr House," House glared at the suits as he walked over to Cameron's gurney. "And there's no way in hell you're kicking me out of here. Now, give me those paddles." He held out his hand to the suit with the paddles.
"You're not authorised by the CDC." The suite remained unchanged. "Go now or I'll call security!"
"Paddles!" House shouted suddenly, his hand forced in front of the suit as he glared at him angrily.
The suit glanced nervously at his colleagues then slowly handed the paddles to House.
House quickly let go of his cane and grabbed the two paddles from the suit's hands and shoved past him to the side of Cameron's gurney.
"Charge to 450!" He shouted.
"It'll fry her heart!" Chase suddenly cried in objection.
"450!"
The suit at the code box looked nervously to the other suits as he remained still.
"450!" House shouted again.
The suit by the code box quickly looked away from House's glare and dialled up the code box, listening to the hum of it charging then watching as the light blinked on.
"Charged!"
House hurriedly brought the paddles down to Cameron's chest, her body jerking higher off the gurney as he pressed down the buttons. Quickly he looked up at the stat monitor.
There was a beep.
Chucking the paddles into the arms of the suit he quickly brought two fingers under Cameron's chin, checking her pulse. His face remained grave as he let out a small breath.
"She's back."
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"Cameron is deteriorating while the others remain stable. Why?"
House bit on his fist as he paced in front of the whiteboard in his office in thought as Chase and the Doctor looked on.
"Maybe she cared more then the patient's family." Chase said in a dull voice as he sat down at the table.
"With that family, even I have my doubts." House stopped pacing and looked back at the whiteboard. "We're missing something."
The Doctor looked at House curiously as he stood at the back of the room with his hands stuffed in his pockets. "Since when did you get so involved in this? I thought you thought this was a hallucination."
"People punching me, surgical robots and psychodelic music are my hallucinations, not Cameron dying."
A small smile appeared on the Doctor's face. "So if this isn't a hallucination, that means I'm real."
"Apparently so!" House continued to pace. "Why aren't any of the family members having cardiac arrests?"
"Maybe Cameron has a weaker heart than the others." Chase offered lamely.
"The Dad is the Michelin Man, if you were right, he'd be first."
Chase folded his arms and leant back in his seat. "Ok, what if the alien had anything to do with it? We should talk to it."
The Doctor tugged lightly on his ear in thought. "No, the Electrios doesn't have any control on who's affected and how bad. It wouldn't know about Cameron."
"So what do we do!?" House stopped pacing and flung his arm up in uncertainty. "Do we just wait for Cameron and the others to stoke-out and die? The O.C. starts in half an hour but I'm not in that much of a rush to see it!"
Suddenly the door opened to the office and Foreman came in, holding two vials in his hand. "Got the blood and the bone marrow from the alien/thing. How's Cameron going?"
"Stable." House muttered deeply as he returned to biting his fist as he hunched over his cane.
Foreman looked at the vials in his hand. "So if this is alien or whatever, and I'm not saying that it is, what do we do with it? I mean, how do we check it?"
"That's why I'm here." The Doctor moved to the table from his space in the corner, propping up one of the metal chucks on the table and pressing down on one of its buttons.
Suddenly the metal chunk sprang to life as two sides opened out, revealing what looked to be some weird sort of microscope.
"High-ho, here we go!" The Doctor clasped his hands together then held out his hand to Foreman.
Foreman looked at the Doctor open hand blankly for a second then quickly realised and gave him the two vials. Popping off the caps with his teeth, the Doctor poured in the blood into a hole on the top of the microscope thing then smeared the bone marrow onto a little dish at the bottom with his pinkie, quickly wiping his hand clean on his suit and waited for the machine to process.
The microscope began to whir as the bone marrow dish disappeared into the machine and a few lights began to flicker. Suddenly the noise stopped and two little eyepieces appeared from the top. The Doctor stared in.
Frozen for a while, looking into the microscope, the Doctor tapped his fingers lightly on the glass table then stopped.
Pulling back his head slightly the Doctor glanced up at House as he leaned on his can expectantly.
"We need to talk to our patient."
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NB: Ergh. Two weeks till new House. I already had to go through one two-week onslaught with Doctor Who, now I'm expected to go through this? And it's the season finale! Oh well, mustn't fuss. On the other hand, don't want the season to end so I guess the wait's good in the end.
Anywho, hope you're enjoying this! Otherwise I guess it's kind of pointless. But yes, please review to let me know how I'm getting along. Or how you're getting along…Ok, I have no idea what I'm saying now. Review!