Three weeks later...

"Doctor House?" Someone knocked lightly on the door of his office. House was laying back in his chair with a comic over his face, he certainly didn't want to tal to her. Cameron had scolded her for being rude to Jenny, followed by Wilson, Foreman, Chase and then Cuddy. None of them were happy to hear about how he had treated her, but House had simply shrugged it off.

"Go away..." He muttered loudly.

"I think I'd rather talk to you," Jenny smiled slightly, "Because you didn't give me a chance to explain before. I'm sorry I didn't tell you everything about... The Corbin's and about me. But I knew if I did then they'd probably send someone after you. I couldn't do that, not after you had gone to so much effort just to find out the truth."

"You know something kid? You grew up way too fast."

"I'm told that a lot." Jenny replied with a small smile.

"So," House removed the comic from his face and looked up at her, "You're discharged huh?"

"Yup."

"You've got your meds?"

"And a handy little medical alert necklace." Jenny fiddled with the silver chain around her neck, "Incase I fall off a cliff or something."

"Makes sense."

"Doctor Cameron put your name on the doctor contact form."

'Crap!'

"Well, okay then."

"I told her you would rather be gagged with a thousand spoons then be my emergency contact doctor. She only laughed. I think you must have done something to piss her off."

"Several times." House put in.

"Well, she probably has more plans up her sleeve. You might want to... I don't know, apologize or something."

"I think by talking to you, I'm in the clear." House replied, "So are you going back to BC?"

Jenny didn't reply for a moment, as if still pondering her own fate. "I don't know, I'm kind of stuck in a rock and a hard place. The police want me to stay so I can testify, then I'll probably go to BC for a while. But I don't think I'll stay, I really want to go to New York now... It's weird, like it's calling to me I guess. Either way, I don't think I'll be staying anywhere for very long."

"Well... be careful then."

"I will." Jenny replied, "Thanks, really, for everything. You probably hear it a lot, but you..." Jenny exhaled sharply, "You really helped me out. No one ever really tried that hard before."

"I guess I just like to encourage you younguns to look for the best in people."

"Like you do, right?" Jenny mocked slightly, "Looking for the best in people? You don't see it, but you should. You're blinded by your own cane. You think your limitations are physical but they're all in your head, Doctor House. You can do as much as you see, I really don't see how you can do so much when you're as blind as you are."

"When did you become a shrink?"

"Being in a coma does funny things to a person," Jenny laughed quietly.

"So, are you going to sing again?"

"I'm doing one last night at the bar," Jenny replied with a weary smile, "But this time, I sing what I want to...Here... I made you a present." She swiftly changed the subject and walked forward to place a small beaded lizard on House's desk. He had a green body and bright blue eyes with yellow feet and a yellow stomach. The thing was quite adorable, House decided after staring at it for a moment. Its nose was tilted upwards as if it looked up at the doctor with grand curiosity.

"I made his back right leg a bit shorter, just for you." Jenny smiled.

"Nice," House rolled his eyes as he picked the small creature up and held it in the palm of his hand. "Thanks kid."

"Any time." Jenny turned and moved to walk out of the office where Spencer was waiting near by, she stopped suddenly and thought before turning back. "Doctor House?"

"Yeah?" House said as he looked over the lizard.

"I'm serious about the limitations thing... You really can do as much as you see. You... you've bound yourself to your own disability, if you keep doing that it'll just take you down piece by piece."

Before House could reply, Jenny was gone, out the door of his office and out of sight. He smiled slightly before setting the small lizard on the edge of his computer monitor so its legs hung down in a comical fashion.

xXx

"L.A. lights never shine quite as bright as in the movies...Still wanna go..."
House found a seat near the back of the bar in a dark corner, he hadn't actually planned on going out that night, but the drive home had somehow brought him to the bar. One last song, he decided, that's all I want to hear.

"There's something here, In the way, in the way that we're constantly moving... Reminds you of home..."

There was only Jenny on the stage, a piano before her, her fingers gently pressing down the ivory keys as her voice rose above the ground and calmed the gaudy voices.

"So you've taken these pills, For to fill up your soul...And your drinking them down with cheap alcohol..."

House put down his bottle of Vicodin which he had begun to unscrew to get at a pill and looked up at the stage, wondering what that phrase meant. The bar had fallen silent and now every person was staring at the young girl with the single stage light on her.

"I might be inclined to be yours for the taken. And part of this terrible mess that you're

making. But me, I'm the catalyst..."

He was almost proud for some reason or another, to see Jenny there on the stage, still alive. Granted, he had almost been too late, but now that didn't matter. Now Jenny could run as far as she wanted even if she didn't have to.

'Good for you...' He thought slightly, 'Bout time one of us got through our issues.'

Fin

A/N: That's it folks! I'll start working on the second book soon enough. )