House
Once there was a great doctor named Gregory House. He worked at the Princeton Placebo Teaching Hospital and he was declared the greatest doctor in America. However one day he developed a clot in his leg and deciding he would rather die than lose his leg he went against his loves wishes and refused to have it removed. He instead asked to be put in a medically induced coma so he would sleep off the worst of the pain. But Stacy knowing that without the amputation to remove the leg he would surely die. Immediately once he was out Stacey signed the consent form and so he was given the operation. Although they managed to save his leg but it would have terrible scaring from where they removed the muscle and he would need to use a cane from now on. After he woke up he immediately asked for a morphine boost only to find he was at his limit. Stacey hating to see Greg in so much pain asked his boss when they thought he would be relieved of pain but to be told it would remain for the rest of his life. Not long after he returned home House and Stacey started to argue every night and about anything and everything for he did not consider what Stacey had done as saving his life but as the prolonged torture his life had become. But she had finally had enough when he started getting drunk and became addicted to the pain killer Vicodin and so she left. Although she loved him still with all her heart she eventually moved on and married another, he had not. Instead he had become sarcastic, selfish and cold to all around him and one bitter cold night he was celebrating his new award for diagnostics with his colleagues when he heard a knock at the door and so grabbing his cane he limped over to the door. When he opened the door he saw Stacy standing in front of him and he slammed the door in her face and went to go back to his guests when the she started knocking again but more persistent this time and so he opened the door again.
"Greg, do you mind if I come in for a while my car has just broken down and it is absolutely freezing outside?" she asked shivering pulling the thick jacket closer to her.
"I'm sorry but this is for invited guests only and as you see you are not an invited guest," He said coldly and went to shut the door when she stopped it.
"Please, I will only be here for ten minutes. Just until the tow truck arrives." She pleaded but his face remained hard and cold.
"I have guests to attend to and a little cold never hurt anybody," he replied bitterly and went to go inside when…
"Since I was 14 years old I have had a wish that I could use at anytime and this is how I will use it on you and your friends. If one month exactly after your fortieth birthday you do not respect and love another and you have not earned her respect and love in return your friends will remain in a coma forever." She said fiercely. She opened her hand and a large hour glass appeared in her hand but the sand was not going to the bottom but remained at the top of the glass. The tow truck appeared but before she got in she handed him the hour glass and said:
"You have five months until your time is up, use them wisely." Greg stormed back into the house or as near as it as he could manage with his leg the way it was physically possible with his leg the way it was and went to tell his colleagues what had happened outside. Although they knew they probably would have done the same thing they all knew it would be impossible for him to ever fall in love again. So they continued to go to work but there was depressing quality in it that hung like fog through the halls and wards of the hospital.
Cameron
Allison Cameron lived in a small isolated town with her father in a small cottage. Everyone considered her to be the most beautiful girl in the whole town but they thought she was weird because she wanted to be a doctor. Ever since she was a child and her mother died a very rare disease she had become interested in studying medicine and would read anything and everything about it. One day she was on her way home from the library with a truckload of medical textbooks crammed in her arms when she saw a shadow suddenly cast over her. Chase. Chase was said to be the best doctor in the whole town but that was not only why he was admired but because even the married women in town had their fantasies about the young doctor, but unfortunately he was after her.
"Hello Allison, oh you're still reading THOSE moldy old things? I read those AGES ago and they nearly put me to sleep." He boasted, "You know it isn't right for a woman to become a doctor they should be nurses at the very most."
"You are a little behind times aren't you? Many of the world's best doctors are women." She said sounding annoyed.
"Yes, but they are so boring and controlling that we would be better off without them. Now how about we go down to the clinic and take a look at some of my awards?" he asked taking hold of arm and tuning her around in the direction of the clinic. After a moment struggle she managed to pull away and said.
"Maybe another time I really have to get home my father is really sick," and wrapped her arms tightly around the books as though making sure that they were all still there and not damaged and with that she turned and headed home with the sounds of other young girls questioning her sanity and Chase with a look of pure astonishment on his face. But that only lasted for a moment before he walked over to his fan club and giving them a dazzling smile and six women promptly fainted.
She raced home to find her father coughing hard, his face red and sweating although it was a cold morning. She raced over to him to feel his forehead to find him burning up.
"We have to get you to hospital immediately father, your temperature shouldn't be half as high as it is now." She said worriedly. So she quickly raced around the cottage getting clothes and other things they would need while they were in the city and caught a ride into Princeton. When they arrived she got a motel room and put their stuff away as her father went to catch a taxi to hospital.
