A/N: Sorry for the delay...

"It's alright and I think I'm okay...I have a feeling I broke my ankle, though," she says trying to smile, but failing miserably. (A/N: I've never broken anything besides my finger (which is now deformed a bit) and my pinky toe, so I don't know what a broken bone feels like...but I have tried to break my leg just for the crutches. ;P)

"Okay, just hold still," Riley says slowly lowering her head back to the ground and moving to her foot which was still stuck on the van.

He delicately moves her foot, so it's easier to get her up.

Bianca winces a bit from the pain and Riley keeps taking glances at her to make sure she won't pass out or anything like that.

"We have to get you to the hospital," Riley says freeing her foot and carefully placing it on the sidewalk.

"Why me?" Bianca asks herself, looking up to the sky, "But what about the mattress?"

"We can either leave it here and get you another one if it's taken, or I can get some help from up stairs," Riley says sitting next to her.

"Well, I really like that thing, so get some help...please," she says.

"Okay, let's get you into the van first," Riley says, picking up Bianca carefully and setting her in the front seat of the van, "I'll be back in 2 minutes."

Riley gives Bianca a kiss on the cheek and goes back into the building.

When Riley's out of sight, Bianca wipes away the tears that escaped her eye sockets.

He comes back 2 minutes later, just like he said, with some other dude. The 2 guys take the mattress up the 6 flights of stairs and place it inside Riley's apartment.

Riley comes bounding back down the stairs and out to the van.

"I'm back. Ready?" he asks getting into the van and starting it up.

"I guess," Bianca says quietly, "Who was that guy?" she asks a little louder.

"That was my next door neighbor, Owen. He's also a good friend and we went to school together...and we work at the same place," Riley explains.

"Oh," Bianca says simply.

About 17 minutes later, they pull up to the hospital. Riley wants to carry Bianca in, but she insists that she can hobble perfectly well.

When they get inside, Bianca goes over to the waiting area. Riley talks to the receptionist. Luckily, for them, the emergency room wasn't too busy that day.

"My friend over there has, what we think is, a broken ankle," Riley says to the receptionist.

"All right, what's her name?" she asks.

"Lewis. Bianca Lewis," he says.

"Okay," the receptionist says, "A doctor will be out shortly to help you."

She smiles warmly at Riley.

"Uh, thanks," he says and goes to sit with Bianca.

Bianca sees Riley coming back over.

"Well, how long do we have to sit here?" she asks him as he takes the seat next to her.

"Not too long...I hope. She said 'someone would be out shortly'," he says rolling his eyes.

Bianca suppresses a laugh.

"What?" Riley asks, looking at her.

"I'm rubbing off on you," she says with a grin, "You just rolled your eyes. I don't think I've seen you do that before."

"Is that a good thing or a bad thing?" he questions with a raised eyebrow.

"I guess it's a good thing," Bianca says with the same grin.

She leans towards him and gives him a kiss.

"I'm so sorry about this," Riley says after they pull apart.

"About what? My ankle? Riley, common. Over the past few weeks I've been shot in the arm, scraped my knee, and got a gash in my forehead. Oh, and all that disgusting Ian stuff," she says pointing to the injured parts and making another face when mentioning Ian.

"Yeah, but none of that was really my fault. This," he says indicating her ankle, "was my fault."

"Riley, don't beat yourself up about this. People break stuff everyday...I'm just part of that majority now," she says shrugging.

"That still doesn't make me feel better, you know. I'll make it up to you somehow," he promises.

"Fine," Bianca says sighing, rolling her eyes.

2 minutes pass by the time a doctor comes in the waiting area.

"Okay...Bianca Lewis," he says reading the clipboard he was holding.

"That's me," says Bianca cheerfully.

She gets up from the chair.

"Do you want me to come with you?" Riley asks her.

"Nah, I think I'll be okay," she says to him with a genuine smile.

She pats Riley on the shoulder before she hobbles over to the doctor.

"You alright hopping like that?" the doctor asks.

"Yes, I'll be okay," she says.

"Okay, I'm Dr. House. Let's go down to exam 2," he says walking down the hall. (A/N: This House is not the same House from the TV show. I just thought it would be funny to make him have the same name, but it's not the same person...just wanted to clear that up.)

Bianca takes another look back to Riley before she follows Dr. House. She smiles at him. He flashes a smile back and nods his head.

Dr. House stops by a door and turns to wait for Bianca.

"In here please," he says kindly holding the door open.

Bianca hops in and sits in the first chair she sees, exhaling with relief.

"Well, you think you have a broken ankle, huh?" Dr. House asks.

"Uh, yeah...considering the way it's bent," she says looking at her foot.

Dr. House looks towards her foot.

"Does it hurt?" he asks.

'What a dumb question...' Bianca thinks.

"Yeah, but not as bad as it did," she says.

He writes down her answers to his questions.

"And how long ago did this happen?"

"I would say about...20 minutes or so," Bianca replies looking up at the clock on the wall.

"Okay, we need to take you up to the third floor for some X-rays," says Dr. House, "Would you like to continue hobbling or would you like a wheelchair?"

"How about some crutches. I don't think I need a wheelchair; I'm not in that much pain," Bianca says contorting her face.

"Suit yourself," he says and takes some crutches out from behind the door.

Dr. House adjusts the height on the crutches so they'll fit Bianca more comfortably. They go out of the examine room to the nearest elevator. Dr. House grabs a nurse and they head up to the radiology department.

Meanwhile, in the waiting area, Riley is deep in thought about how he's going to 'make it up' to Bianca.

'What if I paid for the house?...no, no, no she'd never let me do that no matter how much I argue with her...A ring? That might be a possibility. She can't argue with me because of a ring...What about a car...' Riley continues this internal struggle with himself for a while.

He was so deep in thought, he didn't realize that he had started to chew on his finger nails. Nor did he realize that he was bouncing his knee.

Bianca, Dr. House, and the nurse finish up in radiology and head back down to exam room 2.

"We just have to wait a few minutes for them to develop the X-rays, dear," says the nurse walking out of the room.

'Dear?' Bianca thinks raising an eyebrow.

Dr. House rolls his eyes at the nurse.

"She calls everyone that, don't worry. Would you like your friend to come back and keep you company?" he asks.

"Yes, of course," she replies quietly.

"All right. I'll be right back," Dr. House says and turns to go out the door.

"Riley," Bianca says to him.

"Sorry?" Dr. House says turning back towards her.

"His name's Riley," she repeats.

"Riley. Okay, we'll be back," he says with a smile and leaves the room.

'That guy's too nice to be a doctor,' Bianca thinks, grinning, as she waits for them to return.

A/N: More to come...