Author's Note: Wow, I'm sooo sorry I haven't updated this until now. I hope you can forgive me!
Chapter 3
In the car on the way to the hospital, Wilson filled Cuddy in on the details of the accident. Apparently, House had been driving in his red Corvette on the way to a local bar when a black Ford Mustang ran a red light at an intersection. Unable to stop in time, House hit the car on the driver's side. Both cars were totaled and the drivers were in Critical Care at Princeton Plainsboro Teaching Hospital. One was in a coma and the other was currently in surgery to repair some internal bleeding.
All of this ran together in Cuddy's mind. All that she really heard was that House had been in a very serious accident. A look of shock filled her face, and for a while she found it hard to believe that she wasn't dreaming.
After what seemed like an eternity, Wilson parked the car at the front entrance of the hospital. As soon as the car came to a stop, Cuddy threw open her door and to the Nurse's Station.
"What room is Dr. House in?" she asked one of the nurses behind the desk.
"Umm let me check . . . " The nurse pressed a few keys on the computer before answering. "Ok here it is. Gregory House, room 114."
Cuddy thanked the nurse and ran down the hallway to House's room. Wilson followed a few steps behind her.
When she finally reached the room, she paused for a while by the door, trying to prepare herself for the worst. She took a deep breath and opened the door, looking straight at the hospital bed.
House was laying in the bed unconscious. There was a bandage around his head and he had two deep cuts on his eye brow and lip. His right arm was in a cast and he had a long bandage completely covering him from his stomach to his chest. Despite all of his obvious injuries, he looked peaceful laying there.
Upon seeing him, Cuddy ran over to the side of the bed and took his uninjured hand in hers. For the first time, she felt the sting of tears in her eyes.
Deciding that she needed this time with House more than he did, Wilson put a comforting hand on Cuddy's shoulder before leaving the room.
Cuddy put on her best "professional face" as one of the ER doctors walked through the door. Dr. Stevens had been at Princeton Plainsboro for only a month but knew House fairly well and insisted on being the one to treat him when the ambulance arrived.
He nodded a hello at Cuddy as he pulled up a chair. Seeing her slightly red eyes made him suddenly nervous to tell her the news.
Cuddy looked at him and he noted that she looked just like a scared child. This was not at all how he was used to seeing his boss.
She prepared herself again for the worst as Dr. Stevens began to speak.
"He suffered a fairly severe head injury in the accident. We didn't detect any major internal bleeding but for the time being, he's in a coma. As you know we have no idea how long it will last."
Cuddy nodded, encouraging him to go on.
"He was lucky. The driver of the other car is in much worse shape. We aren't sure if she's gonna make it."
Dr. Stevens paused, giving what he said time to sink in.
"We'll of course monitor his condition but there isn't much more we can do until he wakes up."
Cuddy thanked him as he walked out of the room and turned her attention to the man in the bed. She laid her head on his chest and silently prayed to the God she had never known that he would some how make it through this.