Hide and Seek

Author: NinjaShadow

Disclaimer: I don't own them, it's a fan fiction, don't sue but you're more then welcome to take my ideas

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Chapter 3

Cuddy dropped Balthazar off at McDonalds; he reached over from the passenger seat and kissed her cheek.

"I can walk home from here, sure you don't want breakfast, I'll buy"

"No I have to get to the office, make sure no one has set it on fire yet"

"Well, if you ever need it set on fire, I know a lot of pyromaniac's, I'm sure they would enjoy helping"

"How thoughtful of you" she paused nervous of how he would take her question "Listen, I left my ring at home, I don't want anyone to know just yet, I have enough to deal with at the moment without being asked who's the lucky guy, if that's ok"

"If that's what you want, it's fine with me, you're a hospital administrator, you have an excuse, I'll keep quiet ...for now" He taunted.

"My GOD you're plotting evil schemes against your wife already?"

"I will stop conspiring... for a price"

"And that price is?"

"Wouldn't you like to know"

"It's why I asked"

"You'll find out later" He opened the door and started to leave then turned around again. "oh, do you have whip cream"

"No..."

"Get some" he got out of the car before she could question him more

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Cuddy arrived at PPTH. Stepping out of her car she noticed an ambulance lifting a stretcher out of the back, a girl in her early teens was laying on it held there buy the straps, the gash in her head was bleeding but had been contained. Cuddy walked into the hospital, wondering about the new patient when she was immediately confronted with none other then a hobbling Dr. House.

"Do I have to do clinic today?"

"Yes, so you might as well stop whining already, it isn't going to get you anywhere" she kept walking, with him on her heals.

"But what if I do something in place of talking to the stupid people" He made no effort what so ever to remain unheard buy the twenty or more patients sitting in the waiting area.

"I don't want to talk to stupid people no more then you, so why is it we're still talking?"

"Ah ha ha ha" He wrinkled his nose "You're so funny, Cuddy"

"What could you possibly do to make up for clinic hours?"

"Sexual favors, exclusive only to you" He raised his eyebrows and put a face smile on.

"Yea, right" she laughed "I think I'll pass, get to the clinic"

He walked away sulking "My offer still stands" he yelled to her.

"I've known that for years" and with that she departed to her office.

On her way the patient that had come in an ambulance was in one of the emergency operating rooms, she thought about this a bit while she made her way to her desk, wondering what had happened to this small child, so young and having an emergency operation already. She sat down and pulled out her paperwork for the day, she was behind since she had taken Friday off to have at least try and have a small vacation which included the rest of the weekend, she would never make that mistake again.

Three hours went by before the new patient was wheeled out of the operating theater on a hospital bed. She had woken up to find she had no idea where she was or who she was. Cuddy was told this by Chase.

"Well, House wanted out of clinic duty, tell him he has a new patient that is if he can treat her at all, he can have 4 hours off this week's duty if he takes the case"

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"A new patient? Sure, I'll diagnose her, She has GASP amnesia, shocking" His eyes remained glued to his small TV, Monster Jam was on and Grave Digger was dazzling the crowd with freestyle jumps off of an old motor home, which probably, at one time or another, belonged to someone in the audience.

Chase interrupted before House could rave about how uninteresting the case would be "Cuddy says if you take it you may have four hours off of this week's clinic duty"

That was the only thing at the moment that would tear House from his precious TV. Two hours off of clinic duty was sufficient but four was down right pure heaven. Then his mind wondered to a new problem, Cuddy was in a good mood, she was rarely in a good mood, what happened, what changed, and so entered variable X, House plus new patient that was an easy case did not equal four hours from clinic duty, no something was missing. House hated when things were missing, as with every problem with an unknown variable he had an overwhelming compulsion to solve for X

House grabbed his infamous cane and walked to the whiteboard, picked up a black marker on his way and wrote:

House genius + Patient Y Easy Amnesia Case + X reason for Cuddy's good mood equals 4 Hours away from the Hell hole clinic duty

"Dr. House what are you doing" asked Cameron looking over the top of his computer, she had been checking his email.

"Solving for X I am, to know the answer I want, use the force I must" He spoke like Yoda teaching his Jedi prodigy's to unveil the mysteries of life. He made his way out the door and to "Patient Y"

"Can she not just be in a good mood?" Cameron rolled her eyes

"No" and he left the room

Foreman slowly leaned over to Chase, his hands cupped over his mouth. "Chase..." He breathed in as if he were Darth Vader "I am you're Co-worker"

"Nooooooooooooo"

Cameron shook her head and went back to checking email's, as the boy's started making Light Saber noises, pencils in hand, dueling. Chase pulled his hand inside his shirt sleeve held his what would be his wrist screaming in intense fake pain.

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House walked into "Patient Y's" room. She watched him walk around her bed and stop at the end.

"What's your name?"

She took a moment searching her brain "I don't know"

"Do you remember anything before you woke up a few moments ago?"

She again paused "No"

"My name is Dr. House, I probably will not be down to help you anymore but one of my underlings will if you need anything just ask and they'll come-a-runnin'"

He walked out of the room. She looked ahead of her wondering how someone could have no emotion no sympathy for another human being who had no idea of her own history, she felt as if she was being sucked into a vortex of her own hatred for her brain, why wouldn't it remember anything, who was she, why did this happen, where was she from, who were her parents, were they dead or alive, and the only name she could remember was someone she didn't even like.

House had waited for a few moments and stuck his head back into the room "what's my name?"

She looked at him perplexed, then understanding came to her "Uh, Dr. House you have a dark grey jacket blue jeans a black shirt with a white t-shirt underneath, you also walk with a cane"

"Good, I haven't got any treats on me, soooo... GOOD-BYE"

it wouldn't let me put the equation in with brakets or an equals sign so its in italics

TBC…… I hope anyone interested in what i thinkBalthazar should look like?