Part two, as promised :)

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Chapter 14: There's a new Sherriff in Town (Part II)

"It's after lunch now, Miss Lohan. Where are you supposed to be?"

"Geriatrics."

"I'll walk you down there… Well, I'll mostly check you out as you walk down there."

"Oh, goody."

The two left his office one after the other and made their way towards the elevators. Mikenna got an evil idea on her way. Seeing as how she was behind House, she could very easily do what she was about to do. She quickly and quietly took out her phone and sent a text message to Cuddy:

Meet downstrs in lockeroom. U will know what 2 do ;)

She hoped to God that her aunt would get the message and meet her there in time. In the mean time, she and House got on the elevator in silence and Mikenna went back to her lollipop that she opened during the DDX.

House had been watching her go at the candy, out of the corner of his eyes and noticed right away when Mikenna had a little accident and dropped her red lollipop on her white shirt, leaving quite a nice little stain.

--"Damn it! Great, now I need to change; I can't go around with a doctor, seeing patients with a giant red stain on me. Could you remind me where the locker-room is? I think I might have a change of clothes or something down there…"

"It's on the bottom floor. Second corridor on your left and then third door on your right."

--"Would you mind walking down there with me? I get lost easily and I couldn't call for directions or anything because I left my phone upstairs…"

House scoffed and rolled his eyes, but nodded his head in resistant agreement. He didn't really want to go down there with her, but watching her with that sucker was enough to get him to do just about anything for the time-being. It was like he was in some sort of trance.

The two had made it to the ground floor and trudged towards the women's locker room. House stopped at the door as Mikenna pushed her way inside, but not before being addressed by House.

"You sure you don't need any help getting changed?"

Mikenna didn't respond, but simply turned and gave House another wide smile with a look that was nothing short of promiscuous, leaving him feeling frisky and confused once again. That smile was so familiar to him… He needed a better look at it and moved towards the door getting ready to walk in and try to make her smile again. He didn't care if it was the women's locker-room, he just needed to solve his puzzle. House had the door open enough to see part of the periwinkle bra that Mikenna was wearing, before someone interrupted his thoughts.

"HOUSE!"

"Crap."

He cringed in recognition of the loud voice behind him and turned around to see a very shocked and annoyed Cuddy.

"The women's locker-room, really? You've hit a new low; what, did your hooker finally realize that working for you is probably the most idiotic thing EVER?"

"Ugh. It's not what you think, crazy. I'm trying to figure out how I know that kid, Mikenna, or whatever her name is. I recognize her smile… I just can't place it."

"Right, and going into the women's locker-room is the way to solve that. You owe me eight hours in the clinic."

"Seriously? Just because I almost walked in there? That hardly seems fair…"

"Let me put it this way, you get four hours for trying to walk in there and four more hours for trying to convince a young intern that you have some control over me. Now get you're a$$ upstairs."

"How the hell did she tell you about that? She was with me the whole time I… Ugh. I'm going to break that cell phone of hers…"

House then angrily made his way up to the clinic. Mikenna came out of the locker-room clad in light purple scrubs and she and Cuddy smirked at the sight of the angry doctor.

"You need to be careful. He said that your smile seems familiar to him. Try not to do it when you're around me or he's likely to figure everything out. How's everything going so far?"

--"I'd say really well! I've got him totally and completely frustrated, both mentally and sexually."

"How'd you manage the sexual frustration?"

--"Lollipop."

"Nice. How could you tell it worked, though?"

--"Are you kidding? The guy was practically drooling. It's not the first time I've made a guy do that, either. Ha. He's totally sexually frustrated."

"And what exactly would you know about sex, missy?"

--"More than you'd think. I'll talk if you talk."

"Does Joanna know about any of this?"

--"Uh, ew. I'm not talking to my mother about sex."

"So, you've had sex?"

--"I've done some stuff with guys, but technically I'm still a virgin."

"Somehow, your phrasing of that doesn't make me feel any better…"

--"Oh, calm down; it's fine! And now it's my turn to question you… You've obviously done it before, and since I know that you've pretty much lived two lives: one as the party girl in college and one as the kick-a$$ administrator of a hospital, the men have probably changed quite a bit over the years too. So, who's the best, post-PPTH?"

"Uh… there haven't been a whole lot of those, but I guess this guy, Michael? It didn't last very long; we were only together for about seven weeks."

--"Hmm… I don't remember you telling me about him. What about pre-PPTH?"

Cuddy looked away from her niece, not really wanting to go down that particular road at the moment. They were having fun and the answer to that question was a reminder of one of the least fun parts of her life thus far.

--"Oh, crap… It's that Greg guy, isn't it?"

Cuddy turned back to her niece with a look of confusion on her face and nodded. She was surprised that her niece hadn't made the connection yet. Oh, well… it was for the best that way. She didn't want her niece traipsing around something that wasn't even an issue anymore.

--"Sorry, Lise; I forgot how you didn't like to talk about that guy. Can I ask one more question though?"

"Sure."

--"Who was better, Michael or… him?"

Cuddy simply smiled at her niece, who smiled back, obviously understanding the answer to that question without even speaking the words.

A/N: What do you think? Comments!