okie dokie, i had some trouble with this chapter and i am debating whether or not it should be Cameron hurt/house sits bedside yearning for her...or Violet hurt and Cameron is guilty/house comforts her and they bond tell me wat u think

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House had returned from the bar around 10:30pm in order to at least be in the apartment before Violet, even though he had to sacrifice looking at an unmistakably piss drunk woman who began to undress after her 5th scotch. James had had to drag him away at the point where she was stumbling around attempting to take off her pants, with no one telling her not to of course because, what fun would that be, thought House who could not hide his amusement.

He walked into is room and got undressed, pulling on an extra pair of scrubs to sleep in and placing his cane beside his bed. He took his bottle of Vicodin out of his jacket pocket took two of the pills before depositing the container on the side table. He then limped back to the front door to unlock it so that Violet wouldn't have to bother with waking him up. After settling back into his bed he spent several minutes feigning sleep because something didn't feel right. House simply pushed the feeling down and began to nod off.

"Doctor Clyde report to ER room one." The loudspeaker screeched urgently as a man clad in scrubs hurried into the room where a young woman in her 20s lay on the table with blood covering her face. Upon further examination by the doctor he realized it was a colleague of his that he was about to assist. Then a nurse tapped him on the shoulder and motioned for him to follow her into the next room. In the next room a teenage girl with blue streaked- brown hair and piercing blue eyes who was alert yet had a terrified expression on her face. She had a shiny purple-ish yellow bruise on her pale skin and she was clutching her stomach as tears leaked out the corners of her blue eyes.

"What is your name, sweetie?" asked the nurse to the young girl in a very soft voice. "My name is Violet House, I-I'm Gregory House's daughter. How is Cameron?" she replied.

The nurse glanced over at the room where Cameron was being attended to and saw doctors rushing around and looking desperate. However Dr. Clyde put his finger to his lips to signal her not to say anything to the frightened girl. Dr. Clyde made Violet lie down so he could examine her abdomen, where he discovered four broken ribs that had to be taped up. He asked for the nurse in the room to call her family while he briskly walked into the connecting room where his fellow doctor lay on the table with a tube in her throat and blood caking her clothing and body.

"Dr. Clyde she needs to go to the OR immediately she has lacerated her liver and has serious neck lesions. Wade will take her."

"Ok Martha, send her up," He said quickly when he noticed the young girl Violet had gotten up and was making her way towards Dr. Cameron. "Excuse me Miss, you're injured you must rest so we can-,"

"Sitting there bores me; I need to make sure that Cameron is alright. Where are they taking her?" Violet said suddenly noticing nurse wheeling Cameron out of the room and began to follow it despite the deep pain lines creasing her face.

"Now Violet, you cannot do that, we need to keep you still to prevent further damage," Dr. Clyde told her in a raspy voice because he was attempting to stop her. He had severely underestimated her strength despite her injuries. When she stopped struggling he though she had merely tired herself out, however when he moved his sleeve he noticed a rosebud of blood that was spreading on his scrubs. Turning her over he noticed blood leaking down the sides of her mouth and her eyes were wide and unseeing, he carried her to the gurney and promptly asked the nurse to get her to OR before she choked on her own blood.

Dr. Clyde stood at the edge of the room watching the second girl being wheeled to the OR in a span of ten minutes. He groaned as the nurse called him over to the front desk with the words:

"I haven't gotten in touch with the girl's father. What should I do?"