Yay, it's chapter eight! We'll finally get to see what part Stacy plays in this whole mix and the reasons as to why Ashelin hates House and Stacy so much. And a treatment is given to Keira and it seems to be working, but is it actually helping her or is it just covering up the true problem...
---- Keira's case was more than just hard to solve, it was weird. This was proving to be more than just a "head-scratcher" kind of case. But this was the job of the department of diagnostic medicine, to work on cases that normal doctors just gave up on. Haven City Teaching Hospital was the only hospital, as far as anyone knew, that had a diagnostic department. And, thankfully, they were there, because they haven't given up on Keira yet, where as other hospitaks and other doctors would have left her for dead long ago.
In the ever familiar conference room, Chase was busy gnawing on a pencil while he worked on a crossword puzzle, Foreman was reading an article in the newspaper, and House had his feet propped up on the table as he threw a ball back and forth against the wall. Yeah, this is the department of diagnostic medicine, seemingly busy saving lives at this very moment.
Cameron bursted through the door, "Finally got the test results."
"Great," Foreman said, putting the paper down. "So, what's the damage?"
"None."
Chase shook his head is disbelief, "Wait...what!"
Cameron took the test results and handed them to House, "MRI shows no tumors, scarring, leisons, and no anomalies what so ever. Blood work shows no signs of hemotoma. She's is completely clean according to the tests."
House thought about it for a moment, "Treat her for Systemic Lumpus Erythematosis."
"We can't treat her if we don't have a single clue as to what is wrong." Cameron argued, "Plus, what will we tell Samos and Jak about how we're treating her? They have to know."
"First off, we really don't have much going for us at the moment. So I'm just taking a lucky guess." House made his way to the coffee pot and poured himself another cup. "Secondly, we don't have to tell them anything. This treatment is our little secret."
Foreman rubbed the temples of his head, "House, we can't do that! If Cuddy finds out, she'll be pissed. And if Ashelin finds out, she'll defnitally have a reason to fire you."
"And that's why..." House pointed his cane at each one of them. "no one will say a thing to Cuddy or Ashelin, or you're fired." Cameron, Chase, and Foreman just stared blankly at House. "Don't you have a treatment to administer or are you too busy staring at me dumbly?"
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---- House sat alone in his office. There were only two things on his mind: the case and Stacy. Ever since she came back to town, House couldn't help but catch himself thinking about her at the most inconvenient of times. He hadn't seen her in years. Stacy had moved away, gotten married, became a lawyer. She was doing so well without House. But the real question: was he doing so much better without her? He'd never lost a patient, he had his own department and team, but he was lonely, miserable...maybe he wasn't doing so well.
House eased back in his seat and stared up at the ceiling. He was doing so well with her when she was around, but then again, maybe he wasn't. House closed his eyes in silent thought. He remembered that one particular case. It was a case for Salicia Praxis. It was the last case he ever did while Stacy was around. It was a time that House was a little happier than he was now. But he truely had let his guard down at that time and he had let the most important thing, the patient, take the backseat to a woman.
(Woo, ok storytime! House is remember that day...that fateful day.)
"Greg, you are so focused on that case! You haven't focused on me for a week now. You're never here to be with me, talk with me, or anything. You're always at that damn hospital!" Stacy sat on the couch in the living room...their living room. The living room in the apartment that Stacy and House had bought together.
House stood in front of Stacy. One hand placed on his cane, while the other rubbed the side of his head. "Stacy, this is a person's life we are talking about! If I don't do anything, she'll die----"
"What about your life, Greg! Our life! You always let us take the backseat to a case!"
"I promise we'll spend more time together. Just let me finish out this case..."
"You always say that!" Stacy was in tears at this point. "You always say 'once I finish out htis case things will be better.' They never are better! It only gets worse."
House started to yell, "Maybe I'm the only one who can save her! If I can't do it, maybe no one else can either!"
"Just because you can't do it, doesn't mean that no one else can! Greg you can't keep doing this to me! Just leave this one case...just do it for me. Spend some time with me, take a few days off. We can have some fun. Just one time is all I ask...just this one time. Then you can go back to being a typical ass and ignoring me all the time. But just, just this once."
House sighed heavily. He walked over to the phone and dialed one of the numbers on the contact list. The number was for: Dr. Lisa Cuddy. He listened to it ring for a while and finally someone picked up on the other end. "Hello, this is Dr. Lisa Cuddy. Hospital director of Haven City Teaching Hospital, how can I help you?"
"Cuddy, it's me, House."
"Oh great." Cuddy sarcastically said on the other end. "Ok, what patient did you assult that wants a lawsuit now. Or what family member did you piss off that punched you. Or what drug did you give to the patient that isn't working. Or what-----"
House cut her off. "I need to take a bail out on this case."
Cuddy gasped in disbelief, "You want to leave the case! But why? I'm sure that you are almost at the cure. You are doing so well."
"I have somethings that I need to take care of." Out of the corner of his eye, House looked at Stacy, who was smiling now.
"What are these somethings?"
"I can't say. It's just very important. I also need two days off."
"House, you are really pushing it." Cuddy sounded annoyed.
"Cuddy, I never ask you for a day off. I never ask you to bail out on case frequently. Just this one time." House tried to make a good arguement.
"Although you do ask me for a lot, I guess you do have a very good point. Fine, but just this once. And I'm still not happy about it. And I have to go, I guess I'll be saving your patient now, bye."
House looked at Stacy and smiled, "We have tonight and two more days. What do you want to do?"
While House and Stacy were have a great time together, Cuddy struggled to keep the patient alive. But no matter how hard she tried, Salicia Praxis' health kept declining. There was nothing Cuddy could do. In twenty-four hours, Salicia had died. Cuddy had to explain to the Baron and a very little Ashelin what had happened. No one was mad at Cuddy because she had tried her hardest. But Ashelin saw House and Stacy together having fun. Although she was very little, it didn't take a lot for Ashelin to realize what was going on. House had left the case for another woman. and Ashelin wasn't happy about that.
Weeks later after things had returned completely back to normal, Stacy was missing House again. She finally decided to tell House that she was leaving and that she couldn't take this anymore. House accepted her choice, but truely missed her to death. House hadn't seen her again, that is until now.
(sorry, but storytime is over. :D)
House reached into his desk and pulled out a picture from the bottom of a drawer. It was a picture of him and Stacy. The same picture that they had taken that night. It was a bittersweet memory. But it made House clear of one thing...he really did want Stacy back. Married or not.
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---- "Wow," Chase said rather amazed. "Look at Keira's vitals. Maybe House was right on guessing the right diagnosis. She looks almost completely better."
"Now this...is just too weird." Cameron just couldn't believe it. "There is no way that out of thousands of diseases, he guessed the right one. That just isn't possible."
"Cameron is right. What if this treatment is just covering up the problem." Foreman also had to agree that this was too strange. Way too strange.
"Ok then," said Chase. "Let's do a biopsy to see if she really is getting better or worse."
"Agreed." Cameron and Foreman said in unison.
They heard a frantic beeping noise behind them. They all turned and looked at Keira. Their eyes quickly scanned the moniters to see what was wrong. "BP (blood pressure) is dropping. She going to seize!" Chase said. As he ran over to her, Keira's body began to explode into violent spasms. Chase was trying to turn her over onto her side and Foreman was helping to hold her down.
"Cameron, 2 ccs of epideferin, stat!" Foreman ordered.
"what does it look like i'm doing?" Cameron hissed back. "Got it!" The seizure stopped and Cameron, Chase and Foreman just stood there.
"Still want to do the biopsy?" Foreman asked.
"Let's wheel her down." Chase said.
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---- Ashelin was passing by the lobby, when her eyes spotted Stacy. Ashelin growled to herself and decided to approach Stacy. Ashelin stood in front if Stacy, "Ah Stacy, long time no see. My mother would also like to say hi. Oh, but wait just a minute, she dead."
Stacy looked up from her magazine. She studied Ashelin's face and recongized her immediately, "Ashelin."
"I want an apoligy, Stacy." Ashelin hissed vilely.
"For what?" Stacy seemed confused.
"For killing my mother."
Stacy gasped in surprise, "I killed her. What just because I convinced Greg to leave her case? Please, no one could have done anything for her anyway. So it was pointless anyway. I have nothing to be sorry for."
"Take that back you bitch!" Ashelin yelled.
Stacy stood and took her earrings off and her bracelets, "You wanna fight you little slut?" The next thing Stacy knew she was lying on the ground with a vicious pain on the side of her face. Ashelin had slammed her with one mean punch. As Ashelin went ot kick her, Stacy took one of her legs and swept it under Ashelin, bringing her to the ground.
Stacy got up and kicked Ashelin in the face. Ashelin grabbed one on Stacy's legs and grabbed her down. Ashelin pulled at Stacy's hair and Stacy turned around and dug her teeth into Ashelin's leg, tearing a deep gash into her. Ashelin pryed Stacy off and slammed her face into the ground. But one thing that Ashelin didn't expect was the hidden strength that Stacy hid. Stacy rubbed around her nose and felt the blood coursing from it. She grabbed Ashelin's legs and actually managed to throw her into a table.
Ashelin yelled, but managed to grab a chair and hurl it at Stacy. It took Stacy in the stomach and brought her down to the ground. Ashelin charged after her and Stacy landed a punch in Ashelin's stomach. Ashelin hit back by knocking Stacy upside her head. The two women were a bloodied mess, but they wanted to guarentee that one of them wasn't going to come out of this.
As Cuddy stepped off the elevator, she saw the wreck that was laid to the lobby and all the blood stains on th carpet. Then she spotted Ashelin and Stacy, who were really going at it. Cuddy stood there for a moment, unsure of what to do. She had never seen carnage like this before. Cuddy dropped her papers, "Oh shit." Cuddy just sighed to herself. "We need security!" Cuddy yelled down the hall. "And fast!"
I just loved to write that fight scene, it was so much fun to write. Hate to cut it off here, but I can assure you that this isn't the last fight they'll have like this. And I'm acutally going to open chapter 9 with this same scene continued. And trust me, even security won't be stopping them. And I'm really getting close to the end of this fic...but trust me it won't be over. I'll be doing another sequel which will be ongoing. But I can't quite give any details on that, because I'll ruin the ending of this fic. Just a few more chapters left and will they find a diagnosis for Keira, will Stacy stay, will Ashelin and Stacy kill each other first? All these questions and more will be answered!
So thanks for reading and as always please r and r!