Past meets present
Chapter 2
He climbed over the wall of the balcony and began throwing pebbles at Wilson's door. He came out slightly agitated but willing to talk. He already knew what it was going to be about.
"What's up?"
"Cuddy stuck me with a six month old. Now why would she do that? She seems to think that I care."
"Well you do don't you?"
"Well yeah… but I can't let people know I have a soft spot for him."
"You do?"
"No." He rolled his eyes. "Yes, but don't let it get around."
"Treat him, help him. I'll be around later if you need help."
He finally got enough courage to go see the patient and start the rapid detox so he could live a normal life. He knew that if he got involved he would get attached; that one he learned the hard way awhile back. He even had to change his specialty choice because of it. Reaching the appropriate wing he took a deep breath and opened the door.
"I'm looking for this case." He handed the chart to the head nurse at the desk.
"Baby boy Smith is this way. If you'd follow me."
In walking to the room he realized that the poor kid didn't even have a name. Boy if Cuddy was aiming at breaking down House she was going to do a great job. He was led to a relatively empty room. It only consisted of a crib, rocking chair, and necessary medical equipment. Cuddy had set up the room for the procedure already. "Thanks, I got it from here." House told her as she nodded and left the room.