Author's Note: This is my first attempt at a House Fan Fic. I have watched the show faithfully since the pilot and have some interesting ideas about who I believe should connect (laugh). Please read and let me know what you think. Mostly, I just hope you enjoy it. I don't think anyone can really match up to the wit the writers of that show manage to create, but it is still fun to try. The medical case I use in this story was something I read about that interested me greatly, but I won't give it away. This takes place after the latest episode in the recent 'assisted suicide' case where the doctor passes away with help from Cameron. Please read and review. Most of all, enjoy. Wonderful wishes to all—licensetowrite


"I have a headache, mama." The ten-year-old child complained quietly as her mother, Lauren, leaned over to light the candles on Bridget's pretty pink birthday cake. Lauren sighed wearily. This had been a long year for them both, as the father had left Lauren and their thirteen year relationship to become involved with his twenty-four-year old legal secretary. It made for an interesting story related every other week by Lauren to the nearest therapist. Worse still was the fact that Lauren's daughter too seemed to be affected by the separation, with consistent complaints now emanating from Bridget dealing with sudden chronic aches and pains. Lauren was beginning to suspect that her little 'Getty' had developed a severe case of Hypochondria related to her father's recent absence. Maybe she thought that being ill would bring him back. It made Lauren burn in anger at the injustice. Her daughter had done nothing wrong, but Lauren feared that her baby still blamed herself.

"Try not to think about it, Getty. I'm sure if you take your mind off of it that it will go away." Lauren stated soothingly as she looked around the crowded kitchen more than a little angrily. Damn the man! It was their daughter's birthday for God's sake. Did he have no moral fabric in him whatsoever? Lauren smiled tightly at the surrounding guests before clapping.

"Gather around everybody! It's time to sing to the birthday girl!" Lauren shouted as she stood up to wave everyone over to the table. She still had a smile plastered to her tired face when Bridget screamed. Lauren jumped before looking over at her daughter who was now staring down at her hands in horror. Lauren gazed at them too, but saw nothing wrong. Her daughter's hands looked perfectly normal. And then Bridget passed out…