Chapter 7

Three tests later for the both of them found House and Cassie alone together once again in the isolation room. House was busy playing his game boy, waiting for his team to return with the tests. Cassie had been trying to sleep, but was finding the pain in her arm more and more difficult to deal with.

"So what would you normally be doing at this point if you weren't trapped in here?" she asked after a while.

"About the same thing only in my office," he grumbled back. Then he paused for a second and glanced at his watch. "Actually, right now I'd be watching General Hospital, but Wilson didn't bother to bring me my T.V."

"You watch General Hospital?" she asked amazed.

"I find it very relaxing," was all that he would say.

"So, you've got your ball and your game boy, what am I supposed to do," she sighed.

"Sleep. You haven't done much of that lately and your body could use it."

"It's hard to sleep when you're in pain," she answered quietly. She hated admitting that she was in that much pain, but she was sick of it.

House glanced up from his game and looked at her. He knew exactly what she meant. He reached into his pocket and pulled out his bottle of Vicodin. He took out one pill and called to her. "Here!" he said, tossing the pill across the room, landing it right on her bed sheets between her knees.

She reached down and slowly picked up the pill. Looking at it first, she seemed to consider if she really wanted to take it.

"If you don't want it, then give it back. I will make good use of it."

She shrugged and popped the pill in her mouth, dry swallowing it. "Thanks," she said.

House didn't answer, he was too much into his game again. A little while later, he could hear some soft snores coming from her side of the room. He smiled slightly to himself as he continued to play.

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Foreman showed up a little while later with the MRI scans. "There's nothing here House," he said as he brought them up to the glass for the doctor to view. House garbed his cane (Wilson had took pity and brought it for him) and walked over to where Foreman held the pictures up.

He took a moment to look over the scans himself. "Hmm," he said as he stared at the picture of his own brain. "That's odd."

"What, you see something?" Foreman asked.

"No, but I was sure that it should be bigger then that."

Foreman rolled his eyes as pulled the scan down from the wall.

"Where's hers?" House asked.

Foreman reached in the folder that he had pulled House's scan from and pulled out another one. He held this one up as well for House's viewing.

"Well, that's weird," House said.

"Now what?" Foreman asked, feeling rather irritated.

"I thought you said there was nothing there? Personally I didn't think that it would take a brain surgeon to spot this," House said.

"What are you talking about?" Foreman asked, taking the scan back and looking it over again himself.

"Take a good look. Notice any swelling?" House asked.

As Foreman looked over the scan, a look of frustration began to cross his face. "There's noth…" And then he saw it.

"Yes there is"

"But, why?"

"That's what we need to figure out," House answered. "Are the Tox screens back yet?"

"Yeah, Chase was about to get them and bring them down when I left."

"Good, call Cameron and get her down here as well. And it wouldn't hurt to have Wilson either."

"Wilson? You think it could be cancer? But then your cases are defiantly not connected."

"Well we did just find an anomaly between our two scans, didn't we?"

"Fine," Foreman said as he reached for his cell and punched up Cameron's number.

House walked back to his bed and sat down once again. He looked over to where Cassie was still sound asleep. He hoped that she would stay that way until after this session was over. It would probably not be good for her to hear his latest theory until they knew for sure that's what it was.

A few minutes later Chase appeared with the tox results and Cameron and Wilson were close behind him.

"Alright, what have you got Chase?" House asked.

Chase pulled a paper from the folder that he was carrying and looked at it as he spoke. "There are no toxins evident in either of your blood streams."

House stuck out his hand and waved it, towards himself, signaling for Chase to put the paper to the wall so he could look at it himself. He got down off his bed once again and walked back to the wall, looking at the paper that Chase was now holding up.

"Alright, so our best guess is now wrong," he said as Chase brought the paper back down.

"Any word on the L.P. or the Antigen?"

"No parasites were present," Cameron answered.

"The L.P. is not back yet," Wilson answered.

House nodded before he spoke again. "Foreman, show them Cassie's MRI," he said, walking back over to his bed and sitting once more. As he sat, he pulled out his bottle of pills again and popped too more. He must have done something to his leg when he collapsed because it was really killing him today.

The four of the other doctors crowded around the scan that Foreman pulled out once again.

"Is that swelling?" Wilson asked pointing to an area on the scan.

"Yeah, any ideas?" Foreman asked.

Wilson looked back to where house was now sitting on the bed. "That means that you're not connected to her then," he said directly to his friend.

"Why? What is it?" Cameron asked.

"Well the main cause for swelling in that spot is a tumor," Wilson said, turning back to the others.

They all looked back to House to confirm if that was what he really thought too. He nodded once before saying, "Get a Myelogram. That should give us a better look at whatever it is."

The others nodded and set out to do what he told them to.