Chapter 2
"Miss… miss", a young doctor at O'Conner Hospital leaned over Samantha, who was curled up in the waiting room.
"Miss is you father here? I'm going to need to talk…-"
"He's not here, I'm the one who takes care of her, you can tell me."
"Very well, you know about her present condition of course, your mother unfortunately has both Budd…", but the doctor was cut short.
"Budd Chiari Syndrome and spasmodic dysphonia, I know, tell me something I don't know", the sharpness in Sam's voice caused the doctor to look at her awe before glancing back down at his clipboard.
"Ah, yes however I regret to inform you that we do not know the cause of the bleeding, but as it has stopped we are sending your mother home with… how old did you say you were?"
At once Sam was on her guard, "Oh no you've misunderstood, I don't take care of her alone, my father does a lot also, he's just out of town right now. I'll be sure to tell him what you said, he's a doctor too."
The doctor smiled in a way that meant she understood, "Of course that's how you know so much, you should think about med school, you'd make a great doctor."
Sam gritted her teeth to keep from shouting back a remark and instead said, "Gee, thanks by the way could you refer me to any diagnosticians… for another matter completely.
"Well Samson and Fike are the best in California, but if you want the best that would be House, in New Jersey, but good luck trying to call him, he has these weird methods and doesn't see anyone unless the case is interesting enough. All he cares about is solving the case; they say he doesn't even talk to the patient."
"He'll take any case that others can't solve?" Sam was looking intently at the doctor, but instead of answering the young woman said, "Hey what case is this, we can probably help here."
Sam quickly glanced at her watch for effect and mumbled something about the time and traffic while at the same time moving toward the door, but before she got there the doctor made a move to get in front of her and said, "Hey by the way are you any relation to Dr Kieran, the famous neurologist, he used to work here you know but he moved out to New York… hey are you all right."
She was looking with concern at the girl, her face had gone white but as she asked the girl smiled at her and merely said, "No, nobody famous in my family, well thanks for everything, I have to get home now."
This time Sam made it out the door, up the stairs to her mother's room, managed to sweet talk the nurse, and was pulling out of the parking lot twenty minutes later.
As Sam pulled into the driveway her mind was racing, she had never heard much about her father, except that he left them and refused to help them, let alone acknowledge them as his family. For years she had watched his career, angrily thinking of ways to expose him. But she shook her head and began to carry her mother up the stairs; she had to think of a way to get her mother in to see that House guy. If that guy was right he'll like this puzzle and he won't but into our business. She was in the door when all of a sudden she felt her left arm begin to seize, crap, hurriedly she laid her mother on the couch and looked around hastily for her purse. From inside she pulled a syringe and injected it directly into her arm, at once the room began to spin. Sam was loosing consciousness but before she blacked out she managed to fall against the door thinking, "All I need is some creep coming in with the door wide open and killing us, the two cripples."
The Same Day-PPTH (Princeton Plainsboro Teaching Hospital)
"House, you need a patient", screamed Dr Lisa Cuddy, "You haven't had a case in two weeks, just pick one," she said gesturing to a stack of files on House's desk.
"Their all boring, athlete who says he not taking drugs, woman with a fever, you can't expect me to solve an easy case, who do you think I am?"
"Unemployed if you don't get one soon," said Cuddy as she stormed out of the room.