I know it's late at night, but I wanted to get this out before tomorrow. I happen to live in Florida, and the hurricane/tropical storm Fay is coming. So I might have no power or Internet connection. Yes, extremely sad. But I printed out all the questions for my other story so I can write the next episode of Ask a Doctor! on paper if it comes to that (gasp!) So if I'm not on for a few days...it's because of the storm cut off the electricity. So, um...next chapter here...yay!

"You're still here?" House said to Cuddy as she descended down the stairs.

Cuddy looked over at House who was leaning against the wall next to the stairs. "It's more like what are you still doing here." She glanced down at her watch. "It's past eleven."

"It is? My watch must been broken." House walked along beside her. "So...did they find anything interesting in my office?"

"No. Why?"

"Curious."

"Why are you even here? Didn't Riley tell you to go home?" Cuddy asked.

"I would have missed the clinic too much if I left." House paused to open the door to the lobby. "Besides, I thought I'd hang around to see Bill."

"He's coming here?" Cuddy asked quickly. "How do you know?"

"I don't know for sure, but he has come here...four times now, and I don't think he's the kind of guy that leaves a job unfinished."

Cuddy stopped while House kept walking. She grabbed his sleeve and pulled him back to where she was. "What do you mean?"

"I think that he's going to come back and get others like..."

"Me?" Cuddy asked weakly.

"Well that's one person."

Cuddy looked away from House because she didn't want him to see her worry. It was after hours and the clinic was closed, and all the lights were off. Fear suddenly stirred inside of her, and she got closer to House and grabbed his arm.

"Let's go." House pushed Cuddy to go forward. Reluctantly, she moved from the spot she had been standing on for the last couple of seconds. They had only gone a couple of steps when House put out his hand to stop her.

"You tell me to go and now you tell me to stop?" Cuddy said.

House motioned for her to be quiet and he looked around.

"What? Did you hear something?" Cuddy whispered. She didn't know why she whispered, it just seemed right because both of them were tense and House was looking over the room so carefully.

"Will you be quiet?" House whispered back. He glanced back over his shoulder. He didn't see anyone.

"House, if you're kidding with me, I-"

"I don't see anything," House said.

"I don't either. What, did you think it was him?"

"Just keep going."

Cuddy sighed and turned around. She took a hesitant step forward, but stopped short, causing House to run into her.

"What's wrong with you?"

"I saw something move. Over there." Cuddy pointed behind one of the nurse's desks.

"Stay here," House ordered.

"House, you don't have to be all macho."

"Would you please shut up?" He walked over to the desk and looked over the counter. House received a punch in the face. House staggered and leaned on the desk, but quickly looked back. There was Bill, going straight towards Cuddy, who just stood there, too stunned to move.

House looked around on the desk and grabbed the closest thing he could grab. He flung a stapler at Bill which hit Bill in the back.

Bill turned around and glared at House.

"You like that? Here's some more." House threw a phone book across the room.

Bill ducked and the book flew over his head and landed on the ground with a loud plop. Bill smirked as he got up, and ran towards House.

House shield himself with his arms to protect against the impact of Bill colliding into him. The Bill grabbed him and began to drag him away. House tried to free himself but he couldn't. Bill slammed House against a wall.

House looked over Bill's shoulder to see Cuddy. "Get out of here!" he yelled to Cuddy.

Cuddy looked at House struggling with Bill. She couldn't leave him. In panic, she dashed towards the desk and picked up the phone.

Bill placed one hand on House's throat, keeping him from breathing. Bill pulled out a gun from his jacket and pointed it at House.

"I'll shoot him if you make that call you're about to make," Bill said.

Cuddy slowly put the phone down and stepped back.

"Thanks. You're making my job easy." Bill put his gun away, and turned his attention back to House who was in desperate need of oxygen. Bill released his grip on House's neck and stood in front of him while House gasped for air.

"Bastard," House said.

"Your words don't hurt me." Bill opened the door next to him and shoved House inside the small closet and closed the door. House tried to open the door, but Bill was leaning against it, preventing him from escaping. Bill looked over to Cuddy who still stood next to the desk. Bill pulled his gun out of his pocket again and pointed it at Cuddy.

"Give me the keys to lock this door," Bill ordered.

"Don't do it!" House yelled from inside the closet.

Cuddy hesitated. Bill continued pointing the gun at Cuddy.

"Do as I say," Bill said sternly.

"…No," Cuddy said.

Bill smiled. "Do you want to take this chance that this gun isn't loaded?"

Cuddy sighed. She reached in her pocket and pulled out a set of keys and walked over and handed them to Bill, with the appropriate one sticking up. Bill smiled and locked the door.

"I'm sorry," Cuddy whispered.

Knowing that it wouldn't help, House pounded on the door. "Unlock the door!" House struggled with the doorknob. House stopped when he heard Cuddy's yell, and the sounds of things being knocked down. Then after a few seconds, there was silence.

"Cuddy?" Still nothing. "Cuddy?" House yelled again. He banged on the door. "Is anyone out there?"

After a few minutes, lights appeared under the small space under the door.

"Hey, over here!" called House. He pounded on the door.

Footsteps hurried over to the door, and the door opened to show Riley and a couple of other people House did not know pointing guns at him. When they saw that it was House, they lowered their guns. House looked around them to see the mess in the clinic lobby. It looked like Cuddy put up quite a struggle.

"What happened? Someone came to me saying that they heard a lot of noise coming from in here," Riley said, looking at the disarray room.

"It was Bill. He took Cuddy," House said.

Riley swore as House pushed past him, walking out of the clinic lobby.