When Two Worlds Collide Chapter 2, a house, m.d. fanfic

Chapter2

A/N: Wow. That was a LOT of reviews for just one chapter… thanks guys! Woooo0p! you've got me on a high! Anyway, her is the awaited chapter two… turns out I wrote most of it straight after I posted the first chapter – just too many ideas floating around up there. Before we continue, a quick shout to my reviewers:

GallopGirl: thanks for your review and compliments. Much appreciated!

Jojo: oops… sorry… I didn't realize I was breaking any laws – lol! The story behind it (or the 'backstory' as I like to call it… hehehe!) is coming in the next couple of chapters. It'll probably be explained bit by bit to avoid a big chunk of 'remember when?'

Remote Control Princess: good to know your enjoying it! More is on the way…

Morgan72uk: well, my friend, the intrigue has only just begun…

ladyhound: good to know, thanks for the review!

Prinnie: oh, I'm sure if there was a Miss Procrastination contest, I would win first prize. But I don't know if that is a good thing… lol! I've been reading so many House fics, and not all of them have been going the way I wanted them to… so I thought, why not write my own? And there are definitely not enough House/Cuddy fics out there! (Although do you notice, the Huddy Clinic C2 community has the most amount of subscribers? Heheh I did…)

StopTheWorldImGettingDizzy: You're right! There are three I think (including mine). And personally, I'm loving it! The first one I read was the one where Cuddy's daughter, Jordan, gets injured during a lacrosse game (hehehe I've read it many times over). I really loved that one, and originally the daughter's name was Jenna, and then the author changed it to Jordan and I'm like 'NOOOOO!' Because I wanted to name one of Cuddy's daughters Jordanna! But oh well, I went for Anna instead. But yeah, originally I came up with some ideas for that fic, and was gonna send them to the author, but then the daughter's character sort of changed from what I imagined it – which was good. So I decided to make a story of my own out of it, and I changed her personality and stuff like that… there were sort of two distinct personalities that I thought the daughter could possibly be, and I couldn't decide, so I made two! lol! But anyway, I haven't actually used any of the ideas I came up for that other story in this… they don't really fit the storyline I have going anyway – hehehe! So yeah, you're right, they're all very different.

mauigirl: glad you like it, thanks for the review.

Hero: wicked, hm? I like the sound of that… you're right on the exams are stupid though! Especially since they've changed the format of the maths exams for me this year… and I have one exam with NO notes and NO calculator. It was HELL… I'm pretty sure I failed that one. But at least I have the second exam (which has both notes and calc) to make up for it… anyway, that's information over-share, and if you don't like in Australia you probably have no idea what I'm taking about anyway. lol!

Well, now that's over and done with, on with the story! Oh, quick warning… there's a bit of language in this chapter… but it's rated T, so I think it'll be fine…

Anna Cuddy sat in her dorm room, staring at the textbook in front of her, but finding it hard to study with all the background noise emanating from the next room. She pushed her dark framed glasses up as they threatened to slide off her nose. She let out an exasperated sigh, and tried once again to focus. But, with no avail. She let out a frustrated huff, and stood up quickly, pushing out her chair violently. She stormed to the door, and stopped at it, putting her hand on the doorknob. One… two… three… she counted to herself as she took three deep calming breaths. She opened the door coolly and stuck her head out.

"Hey, um, Marianne," she said to her roommate, who was lounging comfortably on the sofa and watching TV, "would you mind turning that down? Cos I'm trying to study."

"Oh my god!" Marianne replied angrily, "would you get over it! Stop asking! If I turn it down any more I'm gonna have to stick my fucking ear up against the speaker!"

"Sorry, it's just, finals start tomorrow…" Anna said, clenching and unclenching her fist behind the door, trying to stay calm.

"For fuck's sake, I know that, I'm not stupid Anna! There are like a billion libraries and this school, why don't you go study there! I'm not turning down the TV anymore."

Anna sighed and quickly shut the door before her anger got the better of her. She rushed over to the dresser and opened the top drawer with fumbling hands. She located her puffer in the drawer and quickly pulled it out, taking one long puff to help calm herself.

"How the hell did this happen?" House said, in disbelief, as Cuddy tried to move Emily's heavy bags over to the side of the office, where they wouldn't get in the way.

"I think you're up on the procedure," Cuddy replied with a raised eyebrow. House blew a raspberry.

"You know what I mean Dr Cuddy. And eesh, she looks 25! You must've been 30 when you had her!" House said with mock-shock. Cuddy turned and glared at him.

"She's 18, almost 19," Cuddy informed him.

"So you must've been -"

"I was 19, House, if you insist on irritating me with this," Cuddy said exasperatedly.

"Well isn't this a treat! Cuddy's secret love child emerges to uncover a sordid past…" House said teasingly. "And what about the other one? A drug addicted rebellious teenager, hell-bent on disgracing her mother publicly?"

"Anna," Cuddy emphasized, "is the same age. They're twins."

"Awww, and do they hate their mommy? Constantly snapping bitchy remarks, and breaking your heart?" House said, sticking out his bottom lip and pretending to cry.

"No," Cuddy replied defensively, now back safely behind her desk, and leaning forward to glare at House. "Why are you even here?"

"Oh," House said mock-awkwardly, "this is embarrassing. This is Princeton-Plainsboro Teaching Hospital, isn't it? Oh no, I haven't walked into Princeton Public again have I?"

"Why don't you go and get some work done House," Cuddy said with aggravation, sitting down in her chair.

"Hmmm, nah, I'm not in the mood," he replied nonchalantly.

"Well, you still owe me five more clinic hours this week, so why don't you go get a start on that," she ordered, flipping through some files, trying to create the illusion that she was too busy to deal with him.

"Actually, I think Wilson wanted my help on something…" House lied as he slipped out of the office, in the hope of avoiding more clinic duty.

"See, what did I tell you," Foreman said, as he and Chase hopped in the cafeteria line, "if you wait for a late lunch, then there's virtually no line."

"Yeah, and virtually no food left," Chase replied as he eyed the various empty trays along the line.

"There's plenty of good food. This cafeteria is open 24 hours, they're not gonna stop serving," Foreman said, loading up his tray.

"Yeah, I spose," Chase replied fleetingly, letting his eyes gaze around the large room. He was about to leave his wandering to focus on the food when something caught his eye. Well, more accurately, someone. Leaving the line and heading towards a table was a beautiful girl, who looked only a few years younger than Chase, with long shiny brown hair, and a confidant stride. Chase's breath caught in his throat as he let out a strangled 'woah'. This girl was truly breathtaking. Hearing Chase's strangled sounds, Foreman turned to see what he was gaping at.

"What?" he followed Chase's gaze, and his eyes landed on the gorgeous girl sitting down. "Well hello there," he said with a smirk.

"Talk about your ultimate eye candy," Chase gawked.

"Mmhmm," Foreman agreed.

"I'm gonna go talk to her," Chase said confidently.

"Are you completely crazy?"

"What?"

"There are about a thousand reasons why you shouldn't do that," Foreman said.

"Oh yeah, name one."

"You have no idea who she is."

"And?"

"Usually, when people first meet you, they think you're gay."

"What! No they don't!" Chase protested.

"It's the hair, Chase," Foreman replied.

"Oh please, you're turning into House. There is nothing wrong with my hair. Just watch me Foreman," Chase said, running a hand through his blonde waves, "like a pro."

Chase strode confidently in the direction of the desired girl. When he reached her table, he slid down into the chair opposite her.

"Caesar?" he asked confidently. The girl looked up, confusion on her face.

"Huh?"

"Your salad. Is it caesar?"

"Umm… yeah," she replied, finding it a little strange that this guy would just come over to her and start talking about salad. His sexy accent did not go astray, however.

"I'm Rob Chase, by the way," Chase said with a smile.

"Salad expert extraordinaire?" she asked with a smirk, looking up into his eyes, her long mascara coated lashes opening up her blue-green eyes.

"Some like to think so," he replied. Chase was completely mesmerized by her beauty. He wondered to himself, as his eyes fell upon her soft pink lips, if it was actually possible for someone to be this magnificent. If he was just dreaming her up. He couldn't help but smile back as her lips curled into a cheeky smile.

"Aren't you going to ask my name?" she said playfully.

"Hmmm… I don't think so. I wouldn't want to spoil the mystery," he replied coyly. She let out a soft chuckle.

"Well, I'll give it to you for nothing. The name's Emily Cuddy," she said, tilting her head slightly so that her soft side fringe danced across her forehead. She reached a hand up to brush it out of her eyes. Chase's eyes widened as he heard her surname.

"Cuddy? Your last name is Cuddy?" he asked, gulping. Emily then noticed Chase's white lab coat.

"Oops," she playfully cringed, "looks like Dr Chase just realized he's been chatting up the boss's daughter."

"I… you're… she… the… you're Cuddy's… daughter?" he stuttered, flabbergasted by the situation.

"Afraid so," Emily replied with a smile, standing up and patting Chase on the shoulder. Having been watching and noticing Chase choking embarrassingly on his own saliva, Foreman quickly headed over to their table. Emily saw him coming and smiled.

"Dr Foreman," she said, quickly reading his name off his badge and shaking his hand. "Emily Cuddy."

"What? Cuddy?" Foreman said, his eyes wide with disbelief.

"Looks like your friend here's gonna need the Heimlich maneuver," Emily commented, as Chase remained sitting and stuttering. She flashed them a smile before sauntering off sexily, making sure to add a little swing to her hips, just for the boys.

"What the hell did I just walk into?" Foreman asked.

Chase finally managed to sort himself out, and stared after Emily in disbelief. "That, my friend, was Dr Cuddy's daughter."

A/N: So there you go, chapter two! Be sure to review on your way out, bathrooms are to the left and we have plenty of bargains in our gift shop today. Thankyou for stopping by.