Bonus Round

"Strip him down to his boxers." House ordered.

Foreman groaned against the conference table; everyone else in the room ignored him.

"House don't you think this is getting a little extreme?" asked Wilson, doing up the buttons of his shirt.

"Wilson, the hospital whole was chasing you, a male nurse gave you his cell number and you had stand and be gawped at by randy middle aged gay guys." House said seriously.

"Okay." Wilson said moving between a shocked Cameron and Cuddy reaching for Chase's shirt.

"Help him." House instructed Cuddy and Cameron, with an encouraging nod.

Time was of the essence they couldn't be sure how long he would be out.

Cameron rolled her eyes before reaching for Chase's pants. The image made House's blood boil but he decided that there was a greater good to consider.

"House." Cuddy said in a warning tone.

"Oh come on! Did you hear what he put your new 'beau' though? He needs to be taught a lesson."

Cuddy sighed, "Fine."

House watched as they stripped him down.

"Great, leave his socks on though." he said as the last piece of clothing was tossed to the side. "Now..."

Chase woke up slowly, his head thumping.

Confusion crossed his face as he realised that he was sitting, a look that doubled in it's intensity when he realised he couldn't move his hands and he was almost naked

He shook himself awake, and in the dim light he could see that his hands were tied to the armrests of the chair with two silk ties; one he recognised as his own, the other...

He looked up with pure fear in his eyes to be faced with the merciless smile of House and Wilson's smug eyes, a tie missing from around his neck.

"What... I'm not gay. I don't... I don't..." he muttered, almost shaking in fear.

"We know you're not gay, and as luck would have it we're not gay either." House said leaning against his desk.

"But... but..." Confusion spreading across his face once more.

"You should really be careful of the rumours you spread about your boss." House said darkly, "And about Cuddy's boyfriend."

"You're going out with Cuddy?" Chase asked House, his eyebrows almost reaching his hairline.

"I wish." he muttered, glancing down.

"Greg." Cameron said in a warning tone from behind Chase.

House rolled his eyes.

"Cameron!" pleaded Chase, trying to turn around to see his so called friend.

"I'm going out with Cuddy." Wilson said.

"Are we going out?" Cuddy's voice sounded curious and hopeful.

"I hope so." Wilson said looking over Chase's shoulder a goofy smile on his face.

"Dr Cuddy..." Chase started, struggling against his restraints.

"I don't see Dr Cuddy here, do you Dr Wilson?" House asked in a serious tone.

"No, Dr House." Wilson replied studiously, quite happily as current plan didn't involve House touching his hair.

"You," House said turning to his tied duckling. "Doctor Robert Chase, have been accused of spreading vicious rumours about Doctors Wilson and House, how do you plead?"

"I didn't mean... I just..." Chase stuttered.

"Did that sound guilty?" House asked Wilson.

"Yup." Wilson said grinning.

"Okay, your sentence will be..." House took a dramatic pause, General Hospital had been affecting him more than he let on, "...death by nurses."

Chase's eyes widened as his pupils shrunk to the width of pins.

"No, you can't... you're not going to..."

Wilson walked behind Chase and began to pull the chair in the direction of the door.

Cameron and Cuddy had conveniently re-located to the conference room but could still hear Chase's protests.

"You can't! You can't do this! The nurses will eat me alive!"

"At least it'll be the female nurses, poor Jimmy was almost torn limb from limb because of your big mouth." House said as Wilson wheeled the chair to the elevators. "Nice boxers by the way."

Chase glanced down to see pictures of Scooby-Doo staring up at him.

"Aw crap." Chase murmured.

"Yeah, very nice." Wilson sniggered, coming to stand next to House.

"House. House, no you can't do this! Wilson!" Chase screeched as the elevator doors rolled open.

House and Wilson pushed him inside.

House reached in and hit L for the hospital Lobby.

"No! No! Please!" he pleaded. His feet unable to get purchase, his cotton socks slipping on the slick floor.

"No mercy." House said as the door closed shut.

"House!" Chase shouted, cries that eventually died away as the young doctor sunk below their feet.

"You're sure he deserves this?" Cameron said stepping to House's side. Cuddy moved to stand next to Wilson.

"Yeah." House and Wilson said in unison.

"Yes, Dr Fletcher." Foreman said into his cell, "The very next appointment you have please."

"You've already spoken to me this week." a distracted voice answered

"Yes, I'm aware I've already seen you this week but this is important, my boss..."

"How fast can you get here?"