House M.D

Smells like a Teen Rebel

Hello readers! Yes, this is the final chapter of House: Teen Rebel but I will continue this "series" until after House's suspension. Sorry I took so long to post, but I will be posting often as it is vacation time. Until next chapter!

xoxox Katrina

Chapter Six: Areka's Comeback

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"Thank you, Ms. Cuddy," Melinda Manson said, happily. "I don't know how to thank you."

"With House suspended, our hospital out of dept, and you guys leaving today there isn't much you can do," Cuddy muttered. Melinda looked up from her daughter's bed.

"Excuse me?"

"Oh, nothing," Cuddy said, plastering a smile on her face. "I'm just glad we could help."

"I would love to meet the genius who saved my daughter," Melinda said, happily. "After all, Areka owes him her life."

"Well," Cuddy said, trying to make her explanation simple. "We've had to...suspend him because he was helping our financial problems to...um..."

"In other words," Melinda said, rising to her feet. "You've suspended him because you find him a jackass?"

A snicker came from behind them and Melinda spun around. "Areka! Darling, you're awake!"

"I've been awake for awhile now, mom," Areka said, ripping the tube from her nose. "I'm also ready to go home."

"We can't let you go until you've been put into chemotherapy," Cuddy said as Areka slipped on her white jeans and baby blue off-the-shoulder-top.

"Oh yeah?" Areka said, slipping on sandals. "Who said? My doctor? He's suspended, remember? So I can do as I please."

"Areka Michelle Manson," Melinda said, her tone quivering. Areka rolled her eyes.

"Mom, save your breath, okay? I never listen, and you were the one who tried to kill me. You promised me you'd stop smoking in the house. So, if you excuse me, I've got stuff to do."

Areka ran past her mom and Cuddy, out into the hallway.

"Areka Michelle Manson!" Melinda called down the hallway. "You get your butt back here!" Melinda spun around.

"Do something, Lisa!"

Cuddy jumped slightly, but she walked back Melinda into the hallway. "We did what we could. It's not our fault you can't control your daughter. Have a good day, Mrs. Manson."

Melinda's mouth dropped as Cuddy strolled down the hall into her office.


"Gregory?" Areka shouted as she braked outside of the investigation room. Three pairs of curious eyes flashed at her and all three of them rose to their feet.

"You shouldn't be up," Chase said, sliding off the table.

"You have to get ready for your therapy session tomorrow," Foreman said, dropping the coffee pot back into the machine.

"You're still recovering," Cameron said, rising from her chair.

"Ah-huh," Areka said. "And all of you care too much. Now, where is he?"

"He's suspended, remember?" Foreman said, walking over to her with his hands crossed over his chest.

"He is?" Areka said, frowning. "I thought it was just a rumor."

"Well, it's factual," Chase said, grabbing her arm.

"Don't touch me!" Areka shouted. Before she could stop herself, she raised her hand back and slapped Chase's cheek. The four of them stared at her before Chase let her go. Areka ran out of the room, not turning to look back.


"She did what?" Wilson said, trying not to laugh. Chase glared at him.

"That's right, right in the rosy cheeks," Foreman said, laughing. It had been ten minutes since Chase's little incident with Areka. Wilson had wandered in just minutes afterwards and was now sitting with them.

"It's been three days since House's suspention. How do you think he's holding up?"

"He's fine," Foreman said, his laughter fading. "There's only 18 days left until he comes back."

"18 days until we get a case," Chase said. "Or, until we get an easy one. Who's in charge now?"

"I vote Cameron," Foreman said. Chase, Cameron, and Wilson looked at Foreman before focusing their attention to Cameron.

"Why me?" Cameron said, shocked. "I can't replace House!"

"You're not replacing House," Foreman said. "You're replacing the leader spot."

Cameron bit her lip. Wilson narrowed his eyes at Foreman. "We'll see if she makes a good leader."


"Greg?"

Knock-knock.

"Greg!"

Knock-knock. Ding-dong.

"Dammit, House! Open the damn door!"

"I don't want anything!"

Areka took a step back from the door as House opened it. He was looking shabbier and rugged then he was before.

"I see you're not holding up too well."

"I see you are," House said. Silence followed his sentence until Areka stepped forward.

"May I come in?"

"I haven't cleaned up the place," House said, but he moved aside to let her in. People lie, was House's big philosophy. House's apartment was nice and clean, except for the few breadcrumbs on the coffee table of the living/dining room.

"Nice and cozy," Areka said. "What are you watching?"

"My soaps," House said. "I can't even watch those without having some run-down patient bug me."

"I heard about your suspentions," Areka said, wringing her hands. "I'm sorry."

"It's not your fault," House said. "Grandmother Willow would've suspended me anyway. Wait, how'd you get here? Last I saw you you were sleeping in that frilly nightgown with a tube stuck on your nose and 20 different IV's in your system."

Areka gave a small smile, but it faded. "I yelled at my mom again. Just like I did when I was...back then."

"Oh," House said, limping to the couch and taking a seat. "You know, you are a lot like me. Ever consider a career in diagnostics?"

"Please," Areka said. "Do I look like I wanna listen to those patients bitching about their obvious pains?"

House sat up to look at her. Areka's eyes grew wide. "Sorry, well, I've gotta go say sorry to my mom."

"You do that," House said, something clicked. "While you're at it, flush all of mommy's cigerettes down the toilet. Then go to Cameron, Foreman, and Chase and get your damn therapy down!"

"I'll think about it," Areka said as she left. "And thanks, I owe you."

"No prob," House said as the door shut. There's still something wrong with her. We'll need to get her in therapy, then an MRI or a CAT scan or even-wait, this isn't my case anymore.

With that, House put his feet on the breadcrumb-filled table and watched his soaps.

This will be the best suspention of my life.

THE END


Next time on House M.D: One week later, with Cameron as the leader of the diognosticion crew, Cuddy believes Cameron isn't capable of authority, until a family of multiple-personality overpower the hospital and it's financial costs. Not only that, but it seems that Areka's condition hasn't healed afterall when she's sent to the ER with a gunshot wound. Can the team find out what's wrong with these patients? Or will House have to leave his suspentions one and a half weeks early? Read to find out.

House M.D: Detention