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Note: I threw in the beginning for some extra spice and humor. I like to laugh. The subplot will thicken. Feel the Power!
Another note: The deviders they have bother me. And every one I made got deleted. So you get this fine one.
Roses and Lilies
The alarm sounded. House's heart was racing. His breath quickened. He reached out his hand to protect himself, making a fist, and crushing down.
...breaking his alarmclock.
It blinked four eights, laughing at him, telling him that it could sleep but he couldn't.
Mr. Upstairs had a wild night. House tried everything to shut him up.Banging. Yelling. Breaking glasses.
Well, almost. But they did break more than a few tequliia bottles.
Weren't strippers fun? Well, they are if you have them. House thought.
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On the ride to work he counted up how much sleep he had gotten. A grand total of two hours and thirteen minutes. Fun.
He was barley awake when he almost ran into an old lady driving seven miles an hour.
"Damn-a ya kids! Riding on your motor-ma-cycles all-a-a the time-a!"
"Move-a-ma your face-a-ma." He sped fast.
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He didn't even stop to think about staying home sick until he walked past the clinic on his way to the break room. Cuddy didn't even say anything.
"See that look she's giving me?" He shouted at the people at the clinic. "She wants to do it. Right now. In exam room three."
He heared a horrified screech from that room.
"House. Now."
"Hear that? She wants it Now."
She sighed. "Either the clinic or take this case."
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Lisa Cuddy, M.D. the door read. "But I hardly got any sleep last night." He stuckout his lower lip.
"Yeah, and I was stripping at some guy's house last night, too" Cuddy sarcasticaly remarked.
They looked at each other and got all wide-eyed.
"No..."
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"Fourty-three year old male. Fever, sore throat and sleepy. Not mono or strep."
Cameron looked at the file.
Foreman said,"And you care why? It's probably an infection. Put him on broad-spectrum antibiotics."
"What's so incredible about this guy anyway?" Chase propped his feet on the desk.
"Cuddy said either him or the clinic." House wrote the symptoms on the whiteboard.
"Yes she did" Cuddy came in the office. "Have you even bothered to look at the file?"
Cameron glanced over the name and did a double-take. "Wer'e treating him?"
"He said he wanted the best." Cuddy sat down.
House grabbed the folder. "Michel Jackson?"
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