Chapter 6: Just Like House
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Chapter Summary: Tally gets much worse, can they figure out what's wrong in time? And House makes blatant comments about Cameron's romantically-involved-with-everyone-ness. Okay, there's only 2 people, but still.
Disclaimer:
I do not own ANY of the characters in this story (with the exception
of the patients). Nor do I own 'House, M.D.' the show or this website
(duh).
Author's Note: Sorry this is so late! I've been
sick and had those darn mid-year exams to cope with. Hopefully that's
all over now, so I'll be able to get on with this fanfic!
Cameron didn't go to her cousin's. She called and said she was feeling unwell. Instead, she went to bed.
"It's a sick thing when a brain can't be in charge of its body. So what's causing it?" House asked his team the next morning.
Nobody answered.
"That wasn't a rhetorical question, just so you know."
Cameron sighed.
"Let's get an MRI. See if there's anything else?"
"All right. But I boss people around here." House replied.
Tally Simpson lay down, ready for her MRI, unamused.
"I hate these things. They make me think of cancer." she complained.
"It'll be okay, it's not for too long." Cameron replied
sympathetically as Tally moved into the MRI.
Suddenly she started
breathing heavily.
"Help…please…get me out of here…"
"She's feeling claustrophobic, get her out," Cameron said to Foreman.
"She'll be fine, just a few nerves." Foreman replied.
Tally screamed.
"Get her out!" Cameron said rushing to the MRI.
Tally sat up, still breathing heavily.
"I-I'm s-sorry, I'm s-s-so st-stupid," she stuttered.
"Do you think you'll be okay if we try once more?" Cameron asked.
"Y-yeah, I just freaked out."
They put her back in the MRI, and Chase checked the screen, squinting.
"There's…there's some bowing in the corpus callsum…" he said.
"She probably moved, she's freaked out," Cameron said, going over to check the screen. "Woah, that's no move. Something's pushing on it…"
"Get a radionucleotide cisternogram. That'll show the blockage," House said, coming in.
Chase sat behind Tally with a needle.
"This," he said, showing her the needle, "is going into your spine,"
"Wow, I feel so much better now," Tally remarked.
"It will hurt a bit, but try not to move."
He injected the needle.
"A bit!" Tally said, in pain.
"Sorry," Chase replied, "Almost done."
"Are you British?"
Chase cringed.
"Australian."
"Close enough."
He laughed.
"You're just like House," he said.
Tally winced in both pain and horror for a moment.
"This, kids, is a Great Wall of China blockage," House said back in his office with the results of the cisternogram.
"I'll arrange surgery to put a shunt into a ventricle." Cameron said.
"Thanks, boss." House replied.
"Surgery went well," Cameron said.
"But we took a sample of her cerebral spinal fluid, and it's not good." Foreman said.
"We found oligoclonal bands and a raised IgG index, which are signs of multiple sclerosis," Chase said.
"But she doesn't have the lesions consistent with MS." Cameron said.
"But they might not have shown up in time, she's only had it for a week or so," Chase argued.
"We have to have six months worth of symptoms for a logical diagnosis!"
"The VEP shows slowing of the brain, that's MS!"
"Foreman, aren't you gonna join in? Or haven't you slept with Cameron?" House asked sarcastically.
Cameron widened her eyes at House, what he said only just occurring to her.
"You're a jackass. I'm going to check on Tally." she said, walking off.
"Well, if it's MS, it's quickly progressing, so get Tally on treatment right away." House ordered, and Chase went to do so.
"Don't you think that was a little too harsh?" Foreman asked House.
"Nope. If it's MS, there's no-one to be sad for her if she doesn't have parents."
"I meant what you said to Cameron."
"She'll have a cry, then get over it, she always does." House said, limping off.
