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Bill struggled with his keys in one hand, trying to open the multiple locks on the door. In the other arm he held an unconscious Cuddy that was over his shoulder. She had put of a good fight, but ultimately, it had done her no good. She was feisty, and Bill admired that in a women. He liked ones that can stand on their own. But Lisa Cuddy had been nothing but a nuisance, with her investigators searching for him. Although they didn't think so, Bill had had some close calls in the past few days.

Bill unlocked the door, and cracked open the door and cradled Cuddy in his arms. Then he kicked open the door, making it swing open and slam against the wall. Bill stood in the doorway looking at his other three prisoners that were sitting on the floor leaning against the back wall. They had jumped when he kicked the door open, not expecting the loud slam. They were even more surprised when he walked in the middle of the room and gently laid Cuddy down on the dusty ground and brushed a stray hair out of her face. Bill turned back around and shut the door behind him without saying one word.

Cameron, Chase and Foreman went over by Cuddy's side.

"She's unconscious," Chase said.

"I think we know that," Cameron said. She sighed. "I guess this means that no one has caught Bill."

"I think we know that," Chase said mimicking Cameron. Cameron glared back at him.

Not wanting an outburst that had happened a few hours ago when Chase shut himself in the bathroom, Foreman said, "She'll probably come around in a few." He stood up and stretched. "I'm going to take a nap." Foreman walked to one corner and laid down.

Chase retreated to another corner, and lastly Cameron went to one of the remaining two. Cameron laid down on the hard floor, trying to force herself to fall asleep. It wasn't long before both of the guys snoring. She wished dearly that she could sleep as well as those two; she hasn't sleep well in days. She has lost all sense of time - she didn't know if it seven on a Monday morning or nine on a Tuesday night. When Chase had came, she knew that four days had past, but since then it has seemed like an eternity that they have been locked in this prison.

Cameron figured she must have finally drifted off to sleep because soon she was being shaken awake.

"Cameron."

"Huh?" Cameron rolled over to see Cuddy kneeling beside her. "You're awake," Cameron said sitting up.

"I thought that I would wake you up before them." Cuddy motioned to Chase and Foreman. "I wanted to ask you first," she whispered. "What has happened here? What do you know?"

"We have no idea where we are, how to get out, or what to do. Or what Bill is going to do." Cameron paused. "He's been bringing us in here one at a time. Other than that, that's all we know."

Cuddy sighed and sat next to Cameron. "I know about as much. Nobody can find information on this guy."

"Bill is good at his job." Cameron hesitated before asking her next question. "You've known House for a long time, right?"

"Unfortunately. Why?"

Cameron stared at the ground. "Because…I'm worried about him. What do you think he's going to do if we…" Cameron didn't finish the sentence.

Cuddy didn't want to complete, nor answer her question.

House sat on his couch, watching the five o' clock morning news.

"Dr. Lisa Cuddy was the latest disappearance in the mysterious case that is happening at Princeton Plainsboro Teaching Hospital. This would be the fourth disappearance, and investigators are no closer to finding out who is taking these missing doctors. The state of New Jersey has decided to place the hospital on lock down in spite of the recent disappearance of the hospital's own Dean of Medicine and the shooting that occurred two days ago. We are told that there was another person with Dr. Cuddy when she was taken, however for reasons unknown he was unharmed. He refused an interview. Police tells us that they have a suspect to who is behind all of this, but they are withholding information from us. If you have any information, please call us at 555-"

House turned off the television.

He was fuming with anger. It happened again, and this time House was there when it happened. Yet, he was unable to do anything about it. He knew that there were some things in life that he could not control. Like the weather, the lunch special, or if a patient died.

However, House usually pushed the boundaries to try and control the uncontrollable. He keeps trying until he got the diagnosis right and cures his patient. House wanted to control this too, but Bill kept holding back just enough so that he couldn't, and Bill taunted him with House's inability to do something.

And that annoyed House just enough for him to try even more.