AN: Hey everyone, I decided to put two chapters together here because they were a bit short…anyways enjoy and if you read PLEASE review. I hope you all like it :)

I DON'T WANT TO LOSE YOU…

He gently laid his over her mouth to stop her from choking and persuaded her to breath from her nose. Inside he was going crazy, his heart ached as he looked down at her red and swollen eyes glistening with tears, and the look of fear written across her face. She truly thought she was going to die, and he didn't want those thoughts to even cross her mind.

"Kay breath." He continued as she pushed up against his hand, her hands grasping his wrist. He took his hand away and she pulled away from him, keeping contact with him the entire time, not wanting to look away from him, not wanting to miss him for one second. She closed her mouth and breathed in heavily through her nose, watching House's face for any sign of problems, but of course he kept calm and wouldn't let her see him panic; she let go of the breath slowly through her mouth letting out a small cry at the same time.

House sat up on the bed with his back against the wall and Kay laid her head against his chest, "Daddy what's wrong with me?" She asked him as she continued taking deep breaths through her nose and out her mouth. "Nothing you're going to be okay." House reassured her as he rubbed his own temples trying to get rid of the migraine that had formed in the short time. Kay listened to the beating of House's heart, the pounding slowing down after a short while. She always hated listening to people's heartbeats, as she listened she would always be listening for the next beat hoping it would come.

Her eyes drifted slightly as she looked up at House, "Do you think I should see my doctor about this?" She asked as she yawned and her breathing became steady. "Seeing your psychiatrist about this wouldn't be a bad idea…" He said a little too seriously and it caught her off guard, she looked up at him glaring with a look that said, 'you have got to be kidding me.' "I was talking about you! I was just joking; you really think this is a problem, so you lied when you said that nothing was wrong with me?" Kay began yelling, pushing herself up from House with somewhat of a struggle. When she stood up House did as well, trying to stop her, but she started to run down the hall and locked herself in the bathroom. She knew it was cruel to run from him, but she had to be away from him, if not only just for a moment.

She sat up against the bath tub, the porcelain cold against her back and the floor against her legs. She breathed in and out trying to keep calm while she didn't have House to help her through it. She heard pounding on the door and House's voice boom through the door. "Kay open the door!" he demanded in a fatherly tone. She didn't respond to him, instead she stood up and looked at herself in the mirror, looking into her eyes to see if she could find any part of her old self, just one part that she could remember from her past, but all of it seemed to be gone along with her mother, and she wished she could have it back.

Her eyes heart pleading with her to stop, but her mind telling her to grab the pills, she opened the medicine cabinet and peered in at all the contents. There was that little orange bottle, the one with the white tablets, his medicine. She grasped it in her hand and brought it toward her eyes, opening the top with a small tug and a twist. She sat back down on the ground and emptied some of the pills into her hands; she held one in her fingertips and placed in on her tongue, reveling in the bitter taste that came from it. Two more and she placed the rest back into the bottle, and placed the bottle back where it belonged, none to be the wiser.

She sat on the edge of the tub and closed her eyes down hard as she could hear House outside the door, banging furiously, and yelling at the top of his lungs; she didn't want to face him.

"Kay I'm coming in…" House spoke with a sense of ease now in his voice, but the anger still present. He had gotten the bathroom key, but didn't know if he should invade her privacy.

He opened the door slowly and caught the first glimpse of her sitting on the tub, with her eyes facing the floor, she didn't want to look up at him, or he would know what was going on.

Kay stood up and broke the silence, her gaze still at the floor starring at the details in the ceramic. "I don't want to talk." She said bluntly and brushed past him, his hand catching her shoulder on the way, "You're going to have to sooner or later." His voice showed no emotion, just like the way he was before, back to being himself, the supposable non caring House.

She walked into the living room with a sway in her step, feeling dizzier by the second, but the pain in her dramatically easing away as those seconds continued to fly by.

She sat down on the couch, House shadowing her, sitting down by her side. "Can't I have a moment's peace," she cried, not really wanting the response of the now furious House. She looked at him for just a second but he caught her face in his hands, stern look in his eyes and panic gripped her once again as she tried to pull away but couldn't, "What did you take?" He asked touching the sided of her eyes with his thumbs. "What do you"- Before she could finish House interrupted her glaring straight into her eyes, Kay wanting so badly to look away, but not being able to get away from the grip he had on her. "What did you take?" House boomed, causing her eye lids to flutter closed and open again with a new round of tears spilling from underneath them.

Kay felt her heart jump into her throat as she answered, "Tylenol…" She answered knowing that he would catch her in the lie, but daring to take the risk anyways. He let go of the grip he had on her face and stood up. "I am not going to say this again, what did you take?" House was yelling louder than ever, and it scared her to see him this mad, and he could see that fear looming in her eyes.

She couldn't speak, the words were taken from her and she just sat there on the couch staring at him, half because of the vicodin, and half from feeling like a complete fool. All she could do was let the cries that were stuck in her chest escape her as she looked up into his piercing blue eyes.

She watched him limp away and come back a few minutes later with the bottle in his hand. "Is this what you took?" He asked putting the bottle in front of her face for a closer inspection, getting his point across clear.

Kay nodded an agreement and House stood there unable to do anything else, what could he do, he had never been father before and all these obstacles seemed to be coming his way all at once. He had to leave the room, just to get his mind clear.

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