Guns, Guns, Guns
"I know what your plan is," House said. "It's not going to work. A lot of our rich donors hate me, but they are not going to pay a lot of money for a picture of me bleeding."
"You might be shocked," Orlando said. "That is not my plan." Orlando took out his phone and called the police. "I need to speak to someone," Orlando said. "I am holding two people hostage at gunpoint."
"That is one happy operator," House said. "They know have a story to tell for the rest of their lives." House and Wilson continued to listen to Orlando's conversation. Orlando had been transferred to a police officer.
"I have Dr. Gregory held hostage," Orlando said. "I want $500,000 for him to come back alive."
"$500,000?" House said. "I am worth more than that." Orlando gave House a dirty look and continued.
"I have proof," Orlando said. "I can send you a photo."
"This is a bad plan," House whispered to Wilson. Orlando sent the cop the photo.
"This is the only damage he gets if I get my money," Orlando said. "If I don't, he is dead."
"I am so dead," House said.
"Don't talk like that," Wilson said.
"I want one traffic cop to bring the money to the Jefferson building," Orlando said. "I will trade Dr. House for the money."
"Has he never seen a movie?" House said to Wilson. "Trade-offs never work."
"You have three hours," Orlando said to the officer and then hung up.
"Do you really think that three hours is enough time?" Wilson asked.
"It doesn't matter," Orlando said. "I am going to nowhere near the Jefferson building."
"Then how are you going to get the money?" House asked.
"I am not going to," Orlando said. "My focus is to get out of this. I don't care about the money."
"Then what is your plan?" Wilson asked.
"I am going to lock Dr. House up here on the roof," Orlando said. "You are going to come with me. You are going to drive me to the train station. If Dr. House makes one peep up here before I let you go, you die."
"How will I know when you let him go?" House asked.
"Dr. Wilson will call you when I release him," Orlando said.
"How long will that be?" House asked. "It is freezing up here and my nose is bleeding like crazy."
"You are a doctor," Orlando said. "You can stop the bleeding. For the coldness issue, suck it up."
"It's like talking to my father," House said. Wilson took off his lab coat and gave it to House.
"Stay warm, House," Wilson said. "You will be safe soon."
"My hero," House said.
"I got jealous of Freddie being called the hero," Wilson said.
"You guys can get a room together when this is all over," Orlando said. "Until then, keep it in your pants."
"But Wilson finds my blue eyes too hard to resist," House said.
"You two are odd," Orlando said. "Now, get up Dr. Wilson." Wilson stood up.
"I'll call you soon, House," Wilson said.
"Don't stop and hit on any hot girls on the way back," House said.
"I won't make any promises," Wilson said. Orlando and Wilson headed for the roof door. House saw the door lock shut behind them.
"Mommy," House said as he sat on the roof all alone. Orlando took Wilson down the stairs and headed for the elevator. They got into the elevator and rode down to the lobby. When they got to the lobby, Orlando and Wilson got out of the elevator. Foreman was standing there and saw Wilson walking with Orlando.
"Security!" Foreman screamed. Orlando immediately grabbed Wilson and put the gun to his head.
"Everyone freeze or I shoot him!" Orlando yelled.
"Where's House?" Foreman asked.
"It is a little too late for him," Orlando said. "If you want Dr. Wilson to live, you will get out of my way." Foreman let Orlando pass. Wilson lead Orlando to his car.
"What are you going to do now?" Wilson asked.
"Go somewhere and think of a new plan," Orlando said.