Author's Note: Yea i got more reviews woot woot, im happy yea all enjoyed it. I enjoyed writing it, and i shall continue if you keep giving me feed back telling me to continue, and encouragement and such '

MagickalStar135: Thanks, yea my favorite characters too, and yea it was fun to write Cuddy being furious with House hehehe

Reius Devirix: thanks, glad you like it

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Chapter 3: Hung Over

James awoke on a strange couch. His head pounded, like his brain wanted to come out of his head. He felt a pillow underneath his head as he turned it into the pillow, pressing his head into it, and grabbing the light blanket tightly wrapping it in between his hands which formed fists, moving them up to over his head. He wanted to catch the ride back to dream land, desperatly wanted too, but knew full well he propably wouldn't though he tried anyways.

"Your finally awake!" He heard the voice of his friend echo threw his head.

"Shut up..." He groaned quietly as noise only made his head hurt more then it already was.

"You should learn some self control.." House said again, with his sarcastic tone laced within. James felt the back of the couch and turned his body towards it, to hopefully have his back towards House.

"Fuck off..." He hissed quietly.

"Touche..." House commented. James heard his cane hit the ground as his friend moved around. The nose from House's movements sounded like tremors in his head, loud tremors, like the noise of a volcano about to erupt. He then felt as if House was standing over him, as he could no longer hear the cane. And was slightly grateful for the momentary silence.

"Leave me alone..." He moaned quietly, pulling the blanket further over his head of dismantled hair.

"Fineeeeee" House replied. "Page me when you want to get out of my office..." He replied. The noise of the cane and his limping moved away, faded away, and then the door slammed. James grimaced at the noise, knowing full well House did that on purpose.

Now he could make a weak attempt to fall asleep again in peace.

Sometime later...

He was awaken by someone poking him with a blunt object. He opened his eyes warely, the headache had dullen some, but still it hurt. And his stomach churned with his movements, feeling like he wanted to vomit but couldn't. He turned around to see House in a chair right infront of him, just moving his cane down again.

"Good your not dead yet" House said with fake relief as he leant his cane against his desk and grabbed 2 other objects. One was a plastic cup filled with a clear liquid, water, and the second was 2 pills, Aspirin. James watched House turn to face him once again and held out the two items in his hands to James.

"Here" He said as he was doing it.

"Thanks" James croaked in a low tired tone as he took the items within his own two hands, holding himself up halfly with his elbow. He threw the aspirin back into his mouth and then sipped on the water, swallowing both the liquid and pills down. He sipped the water more as the cool liquid felt good going down his parched throat.

"How long was I out?" James finally asked, pulling the water away from his lips and glancing at House.

"Well...We got here around 7ish. Cuddy helped me get you up to my office, and when you woke up before it was around midnight. I left and didn't return here til now. It's 10 am now" House rambled off a long explanation.