Author's Note: wow 5 reviews on the first part, im happy...id love to keep getting them, and thank you too everyone who has reviewed it so far, and here are the specific replies to said reviews:
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Mazzy: im working on them
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on with the update, warning, graphic content within, you have been warned, i should have put a warning on the first update, o well, enjoy!
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"O he must be playing another one of his tricks to get out of clinic duty..." Lisa mumbled under her breathe seeing the text messenge from Greg. James joined her in the hallways then.
"He text messenge you too?" He asked. Lisa nodded stopping for a second, then looking at James for a second in confusion almost.
"What did he send you?" She asked.
"It just said '911'" James answered.
"Strange" She muttered heading to the elevators to make her way to the clinic, where she had last seen Greg.
"Mind if I join you? I want to see what this is about" James said keeping pace with her. She shrugged, letting him join her in the elevator.
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By the time Wilson and Cuddy got down to the clinic, they spotted Foreman, Cameron, and Chase huddling around the counter. The 2 doctors moved to the ducklings and made themselves known.
"He text messenge you all as well?" Cuddy asked.
"Yea, He's on clinic duty right?" Cameron asked.
"Hes suppose to be, why?" Cuddy answered with another question as well.
"The nurses havent seen him in over a hour." Foreman answered scratching his head, in obvious confusion.
"Have you checked his office?" Wilson asked.
"Yea, Hes not there" Chase answered that one.
"Strange..." Cuddy muttered then looked to one of the nurses.
"Where was the last place you saw Dr. House?" She asked the nurse, who stopped what she was doing and looked at Cuddy, thinking.
"Umm...I think he was looking at a man in one of the examination rooms" The nurse answered, then went back to heading where she was going in the first place. Cuddy looked back at the group of doctors.
"Everyone take a room, find me if you find him" Cuddy announced. The doctors scattered then.
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Wilson took exam room number 5, why 5, he didn't know, but it seemed like a good place to start. He felt a strange erieness coming from the room, as he approached it, he saw it was slightly ajar, and it looked like no one was in it. Yet he was drawn closer. He placed his hand on the doorknob. His eyes casted downward for a second, he saw a red color on the floor, forcing him to do a double take. He stared down at the floor, there was a red foot print there, just one. The red was blood, it registered in his head, and alarmed him. He eased the door open, to be greeted by an overwhelming, almost, stench of blood. He flicked the lights on without a mental thought. His eyes fell apon a prone figure, he gasped and his hand flew to clasp his mouth, realizing who it was, it was House.
"Greg" He called, to see if he was responsive, but nothing. Wilson rushed through the small exam room, moving quickly to House who was leaning against the wall, his lower half drenched in blood, propably his own. Wilson knelt down, ignoring that he was getting blood all over himself as he looked at House closer. His chin was resting on his chest, shadows covered most of his face.
"Help!" Wilson shouted, glancing towards the door, then back to House.
Wilson wrapped his hand around House's chin and lifted his head up. House's eyes were closed, and blood trickled down from his lips and mouth, it stood out immensely due to the complexion of his skin, which was pale as a ghost. Wilson moved his hand down to House's throat, checking for a pulse, and found one just barely, it was soft and very weak, fading. Wilson heard a chorus of gasps as he glanced to the door, to see Cuddy and the ducklings. He went back to house, as he heard one of them calling for a gurney. He noticed the hole in House's shirt, in his stomach, just left of dead center of his stomach. The hole in the shirt was bleeding all over, getting it on the lower half of house's shirt, his pants, the floor, and his white coat.
"Hes been stabbed!" Wilson assessed aloud, quickly grabbing House by the chest, arm on each side, and slowly moving him down into a flat laying down position on the ground. The gurney was set down then next to Wilson. Cuddy and the others helped moving House onto the gurney, then they rushed him into one of the trauma rooms.