When House, Wilson and the GMA news crew arrived in Liliw Laguna, It was dark and muddy, It was already night. They were hungry and tired; House and Wilson sat inside a tent; while the crew set up their equipment for the evening news.
As far as House could see, through the lights from the camera crew equipment, the town was muddy, and people walked with flashlights, everywhere looking for family and friends. The sight was getting to him like fingernails on chalkboards.
Beside him, Wilson noticed House began scratching his skin, He frowned. "Greg, stop it, you want to get an infection?" He asked; rhetorically.
House, didn't recognize the rhetorical question. "No, I don't want to, Jimmy, This is annoying, the light is bugging me."
Wilson knew that House's tackle perception was a little off; he was sensitive. He loved to be touch; however, he hated tickles. "So, Greg, what do you want to do about it?'
House shrugged, looking at Wilson, "I don't know."
They were at the St. John the Baptist Parrish, a Catholic Church, at the town proper. It was night time, so they couldn't assess how much damage was brought by the super typhoon.
There were four tents inside the church. Doctors without Borders would be there tomorrow. House had a sign for DWB in Katrina, and he had loved it. However, an incident with another doctor had sent House packing.
"I need to go for a walk," House said, standing up.
Mabalacad saw House exit and went to approach him, but a glance at Wilson stopped her. "He needs air." He said.
. Mabalacad went to stand next to Wilson. "Dr. House has autism." That wasn't a question. Wilson pursed his lips; that was answer enough for her. "My brother has autism, high functioning, but he gets overwhelmed easily. He works with computers as an engineer."
He glanced up to where House; he was doing something with his hand. "Excuse me."
He went House to where he was standing; House was now playing with a ball from his office in Princeton. His partner was deep in thought. Wilson tapped him on his shoulder; House looked up. "Jimmy," House blinked. "Can we go explore?"
Wilson nodded.
They walked from the church to the wilderness; they had their phones as flashlights. At one point, they heard a man and a woman arguing on whether to go to the hospital.
House looked at Wilson. Wilson knew that House truly wanted to help people, but he also got off on it, in a very selfish way. House glanced up at Wilson; who gave an encouraging smile. The diagnostician went and knock on the door, begin speaking in Tagalog. "My name is Dr. Gregory House; I overheard you and your wife." The man looked up at him. "I think I can help you."
"Are you a doctor? When House nodded; the man continued. "Her is due date was next week, but the baby is coming today, I guess."
House looked up and the young woman, and scratched his head. "Damm, It's a breech." He stood up, looked at his partner, "Wilson?"
"What?" Wilson asked.
"Care to help? The woman is in pain." House said.
"My water broke." The woman said in Tagalog, pain evident in her tone.
"Why?" The husband asked, looking at House.
"This can't wait; she is about to birth, now."
The walked from the couple's house, which was far from the town proper. Halfway through House was getting tired, his legs not carrying him, The three men transported the woman in a cot. "Can we stop?" House asked.
"We're close, just hang in there, Greg." Wilson murmured quietly.
Forty-five minutes later, House, Wilson and the couple arrived at St. John's the Baptist church, he GMA news crew saw them enter. People were watching the report. So House asked. "Do we have a nurse?" House looked around for someone.
A woman in her mid-forties raised her hand, while Wilson and her husband stetted the woman near the ground. "I'm Cecile, I work in the United Kingdom. " She told at House.
"I'm Doctor House, Cecile, you're with me now," House said, looking at her. "Have you done OBGYN." Cecile nodded. "Doctor Wilson?"
"Yes, I am doing my best." Meanwhile, Wilson was massaging the young woman's belly to hopefully flipped the baby. People were standing around in a circle, watching.
"Are you done?" House muttered.
"No." Wilson thought. "Dammit. The baby's foot is out, House."
House needed to think fast, "Cecile, Do we have a clinic here?"
"There is a clinic in the vicinity." The nurse said.
House walked to her and murmured in her ear. "We need to go there."
House and Cecile went towards the clinic; As soon as they were there, House was rummaging around. "Hey, you can't open that," Cecile said, but House was opening the door already. House searched around the clinic for what they would need.
As they returned to the church, "Dr. House?" Wilson said; House looked up from where he was prepping the patient. "Can I have a word?"House rolled his eyes, but when he saw Wilson's expression, he sobered. "Neither one of us are OBGYN."
"No, James," House said, angrily. "They don't care about that; the patient doesn't need an OBGYN. They need a Doctor. We two are it for her!" House shouted at Wilson.
"Okay," Wilson took a deep breath, he knew House was right.
House looked at Wilson. They washed their hands with antiseptic alcohol; the people were watching, every single one of them, waiting for what would happen.
The doctors and the nurse prepped the woman for childbirth. The only available thing was ketamine and morphine; they couldn't risk giving her morphine because she's still pregnant. "Scalpel?" House asked, and Cecile gave him the instrument.
The moment House opened the woman, everybody was on bated breath. Wilson got the baby's umbilical cord and cut it; while the husband was holding his wife's hand. "Its a boy," House announced. "You have a son," He told the father.
As soon as Wilson handed the baby to his father, "We still have no name for you, little man." He cooed in Tagalog. "Doctor Wilson, what is your name?"
Wilson blinked, surprised; he was happy. In this place, at this time, a baby was born. "James, why?"
"Gregory James Sumaya," The man announced; House and Wilson smiled despite their tiredness.
GH/JW
Two days later, Anderson Cooper got hold of the video of GJ's birth and wanted to interview them. Wilson was skeptical, but House was downright dismissive; but as Mabalacad pointed out, they needed supplies. They had to agree.
Anderson Cooper came from Manila to Liliw to interview the doctors that save a mother and his child in a church. They sat outside the church; when Cooper asked his first question. "Dr. House, Dr. Wilson, what brought you here?"
House shuffled his long chestnut hair; he really needed a haircut.
"We were on a working vacation, and the storm happens, so we decided to go here to volunteer."
"Dr. Wilson," Cooper said. "In the video, we see you and Dr. House arguing about the treatment, I know that you two work together, I had noticed your hands," Cooper glanced pointedly to House and Wilson's hands; there were intertwined. "How to make a working relationship work between you two?"
"In Princeton, we were both heads our own departments; We are equals at work. That kinda helps our working relationship, none of us was each other's boss."
"We talked to the parents," Cooper said. "Ellie and Andrew, that they name the baby after you both; 'Gregory James' and they were thankful that you heard them arguing, How does it feel?"
House shrugged. "I don't know, it's good, I guess…" He had a problem with expressing his emotions with words, which was a byproduct of his autism.
Wilson knew that House was having dificulty with that particular question. "We were happy for them, and that GJ was fine, too."
Both House and Wilson frowned with that statement. " Oh, We were just doing our jobs," House said; for House becoming a doctor meant one thing solving the hardest cases and saving people's lives,
"Yeah," Wilson second House's sentiment.
Cooper asked one more question; this one was directed at House. "Your reputation in the medical community is that of an uncaring doctor, but this would change this?
House smirked. "You can wait and see, Cooper."
GH/JW
The next week was fraught with the same things that you might say was boring. The disaster adrenaline was starting to wane; search and rescue became search and retrieval as the days wore on.
House was hoping and dreading for something to come up. He doesn't know. He and Wilson were staying at a smallish resort on the outskirts of Liliw. The radio near the bed sounded; he picked it up. "House, over."
"Dammit, There is an outbreak of cholera, or that was what the Ministry of Health was saying, over." Patrick Jensen said, from Doctors without Borders. "Can you come?
End Of Chapter 7