Chapter 37 - Tritter Trouble
House held Cameron tight in his arms until she finally pulled back.
"Thanks, House."
House let half a smile slip before letting her go. There was a knock at the door. Wait, it was coming from the Diagnostics Office. Why did they knock? Normally they just barged in. Before answering the door, House quickly yelled, "QUICK CAMERON! GET YOUR PANTS ON!"
House just laughed, but got slapped in return. Realizing it was only a joke (and hoping it was only that), Foreman opened the door and walked in carrying two files. He handed one to House and one to Cameron.
"Got a new case," said Foreman.
"Yeah," said House, "I got that."
Cameron giggled, but her joyous laughs were stifled by the name in the file. "You have GOT to be KIDDING ME!"
Foreman immediately left to go sit down, awaiting a differencial.
Cameron looked up at House.
"Think we should let him die?" House quipped.
Cameron slapped his shoulder with the folder before walking into the office.
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Cuddy paced back and forth in the NICU before she had finally made her decision. It was time to tell Wilson. She was over the whole House/Cameron thing. They had it under control, right? She made her way quickly up to Wilson's office, which of course meant passing by House's.
"CUDDY!" shouted House from his whiteboard.
Cuddy rolled her eyes and walked in. "Yes?"
"Why the hell did you admit him?"
"Admit who?"
"Tritter," said Cameron angrily.
"Because... he needed help?" asked Cuddy, "And... we're a hospital... and that's what we do?" She just rolled her eyes and left to go see Wilson, but not before hearing House yell "This isn't over!"
Cuddy walked into Wilson's office.
"I'm sorry... about what I said about House earlier... and Cameron too."
Wilson just looked at her. "Maybe you were right."
"What? No..." She wasn't right... no... House and Cameron were fine to raise Alysa! Right?
"Are you sure, Lisa?" asked Wilson standing up, "You know Tritter caught Cameron in the clinic this morning?"
"Yeah."
"High?"
"What?!"
Wilson bit his lip and hung his head.
Cameron went into the clinic high?! Cuddy was furious. She didn't know how she could be though; she let House do it all the time. No, Cameron was different. House NEEDED those pills. Cameron was just self-destructing! Cuddy just sighed and left Wilson... wait. Why had she gone there in the first place?
"OH!" shouted Cuddy turning around.
"Yeah?"
"The nurses... they said Aly's responding to treatment!" Cuddy smiled, and Wilson pulled her into a hug.
"That's great." He smiled and held her.
"I need to go talk to Cameron." Cuddy sighed and left for House's office.
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"She's back!" shouted House, "Quick, ducklings, get her!"
Cuddy rolled her eyes and walked in. "Can I talk to Cameron?"
House just looked at her. "Why do you need Cam?"
"House."
Cameron sighed. She could only guess what THIS was about.
"We have a differencial to do, Cuddy," said House pouting, "Can't it wait?"
Surprised to see his snark had suddenly returned (she actually liked it more than the mopey, self-destructive House), Cuddy just shrugged and left. She could talk to Cameron later. Hey, she and Wilson had Alysa for the next two weeks anyways. Baby's first Hanakuh!
Shocked that Cuddy had actually left, House just watched her step out of their office before getting back to the differencial.
Headache
Sore Throat
House looked over at Foreman, waiting for the reason why Tritter was actually admitted to the hospital.
"He had a heart attack on the way out," said Foreman.
"But he's fine now?" House was confused, but Foreman nodded. "Not a heart attack, then. Disruptive heart rythems."
Headache
Sore Throat
Disruptive Heart Rythems
"Okay," said House, "Looks like the flu, give him some--"
"House!" shouted Cameron. "Stop doing that."
"Doing what?"
"You're trying to get rid of him just because you don't like him."
"Aw... I never like my patients, but I always diagnose them," said House, "What makes Tritter so special?"
Cameron tilted her head and looked at him angrily. House rolled his eyes and looked back at the white board. "It's SO not the flu."
"Fine!" he said, "Cameron, go see Cuddy. Chase, get me some bloodwork. Foreman... get me and MRI."
"An MRI?"
"What? Just trying to cover the basics. Eat up some time. You know the drill."
Foreman rolled his eyes and got up to leave. Chase followed him, but Cameron stayed behind.
"What do you think she wants?"
"She probably knows about your little encounter with Tritter..." said House.
"How would she know?"
"Uh... because she's the one that admitted Tritter... and because the guy can't keep his mouth shut?"
Cameron rolled her eyes at House and left. This was going to be a very interesting case indeed.