Cameron pondered what exactly she should ask Jenny, 'Hi, just a quick question, have you been sexually abused and what happened thirteen years ago?' She understood how tricky it would be, Jenny didn't trust doctors, what hope did Cameron have of convincing this girl of what needed to be done?

The young doctor saw Spencer sitting beside Jenny, talking to her quietly, protecting her exactly like he promised he would. Cameron took a deep breath in and slid open the door.

"Spencer, can I talk to Jenny for a few minutes?"

Jenny turned slightly white and Spencer looked at her with concern, "It's okay, I'll be right outside." Cameron smiled and closed the door behind Spencer as he left, there was an awkward silence for a moment while she tried to decide what an appropriate opening sentence would be.

"How are you feeling?"

"Tired," Jenny admitted as Cameron sat down on the chair next to the bed, "I still feel really warm too."

"Your temperature is very high," Cameron said, "The good news is, you don't have cancer."

"Let me guess," Jenny said with a small smile, "The bad news is you still have no idea what's wrong with me."

"We're...getting much closer," Cameron said quietly, "But there are still a few concerns that we have about your health."

"Like what?" Jenny asked quietly, although it was clear she knew where this conversation was going.

"Your boyfriend told Doctor House a few things..." Cameron said slowly, "Things that have happened to you, Why you aren't trustworthy of doctors..."

Jenny bit her lower lip and turned away from Cameron, she did not want to discuss anything, least of all her family with a doctor.

"What happened to you is a crime Jenny, you don't have to keep hiding it."

"I don't know what you're talking about."

"That's a lie." Cameron pointed out, "You know what I'm talking about, Jenny, we can help you. You don't have to be afraid of him anymore... We'll call the police-..."

"You would have already done it if you believed what Spencer told you." Jenny pointed out, "You haven't, you're just like the rest of the doctors I went to. No one listened to me."

"Doctor House believes you, I believe you." Cameron said firmly, "We haven't called the police yet because unless you're willing to tell them what happened, they won't be able to help you. Your father will be in prison for a day or two, then he'll come out and go after you again."

"So it's my choice then?" Jenny whispered, "I choose to run away, If he gets sent to jail then his friends will find me. I'm not safe anywhere, my only chance at life is running."

"People can protect you, Jenny..."

"I was never abused," Jenny said as firmly as she could in her condition. "If I was, and if it wasn't a risk to the people around me, I would tell someone."

Cameron frowned sadly and nodded, "What happened thirteen years ago?"

"What?"

"You told Doctor House that you had been living with if for thirteen years... So what happened thirteen years ago?"

"I... don't remember."

"So, were you lying?"

"No," Jenny replied quickly, "I just... I dunno, I remember life being different, everything felt different."

Cameron let out a small sigh, "All right, well... If you ever need to talk..."

"I won't," Jenny assured the woman, "I appreciate what you're trying to do but... this is my problem."

xXx

"She wouldn't budge." Cameron relayed the disheartening news to House as he tossed a Vicodin pill into his mouth. "At least not about the sexual assault."

"Did she mention anything about the thirteen years ago?"

"Not anything viable," Cameron replied, "She said, it felt different."

"Great, she might as well have told us that she was a space alien, it helps just as much."

"What if..."

"Her glucose levels are low." Foreman announced as he stepped into House's office, "Abnormally low."

"Low glucose and Cortisol..." House muttered, there was a long pause before he sprung to his feet, at least, sprung as fast as he could for someone with his condition. Cane in hand, he limped down the hall toward Jenny's room. There he found Spencer sitting quietly by Jenny's side once again, the young girl immediately tensed as soon as she saw the doctors enter. House didn't say anything, he simply walked over to the young girl's side, took the arm she had been bitten on and turned it. Jenny winced but House smiled broadly.

The puncture scars, where normally white, were now an odd tan shade, as well as the skin surrounding the scars. House quickly turned the girl's arm and looked down at the elbow joint, it too was a tan shade, as if she had been in the sun all week.

"What is it?" Foreman asked quietly.

"Addison."

"What's that?" Jenny asked quietly.

"Have you eve had tuberculosis?"

"No..." Jenny replied.

"Have you ever-..."

"There's nothing in her file." Cameron pointed out.

"Yes well, we thought that last time, remember? I want an x-ray of her abdomen,"

"We don't know its Addison's yet," Cameron pointed out as she followed House out of the room, "We should do tests."

"We don't have time for tests," House snapped, "Listen, this kid has no time. If calcium deposits show up on her adrenal glands than we'll know at some point in time she had tuberculosis, which would have affected her adrenal glands, ergo the Addison's disease."

"But..."

"Go!" House said, "Come on! Not much time, remember?"

xXx

"So you think you've finally gotten this thing figured out?" Wilson asked from his seat in House's office.

"It makes sense." House replied with a shrug, "It's the only thing that accounts for all her symptoms."

"Do you think you caught it in time?"

"It's hard to say." House admitted, "She could be in Addisonian crisis by now... Her symptoms are advanced."

"So give her hydrocortisone, saline and dextrose," Wilson said with a shrug. "That usually works."

"But why?" House said, "That's the real question, why does she have it? Her symptoms only presented about two years ago."

"Well if it is Addison's then you need to start treating her-..."

"X-rays are back." Chase announced as he walked into House's office, followed by Foreman and Cameron.

House stood up as Chase placed the x-rays over the lit-up board, there was silence while the five doctors observed the see-through images.

"Who can tell me what's wrong with this picture?" House asked.

"The adrenal glands are half destroyed, the adrenal cortex is practically destroyed." Cameron whispered, "There are calcium deposits all over it."

"Tuberculosis," House said grimly, "Not anymore but she had it at some point in time, it destroyed her adrenal glands, chances are up to a year and a half ago she was getting sufficient nutrients so the symptoms didnt present. The Aspergillosis aggravated her symptoms and sent her into Addisonian crisis. Start her on hydrocortisone, saline and dextrose, check her aldosterone levels while you're at it."

House collapsed back into his chair as Chase and Foreman left his office, only Cameron and Wilson remained behind.

"What?" House demanded as Cameron gave him a stern look.

"I think you were right about something happening to her thirteen years ago."

"What do you mean?"

"Well, I did a little research on the net after you mentioned tuberculosis and I found an article about a baby thirteen years ago..."

A/N: HAHAH. Cliff hanger, and I wont be updating anymore today or tomorrow (sleep over with my friends) trust me it's worth it. On another note, I need chocolate because I just had my heart broken, So irrelevant but that's probably why I was so evil with the cliffhanger. ;)