Thanks to all of those who reviewed. Hopefully this is interesting. Yeap... OH! On the first chapter, I forgot to put my lovely disclaimer. So here we go.

Disclaimer: House MD belongs to Fox or someone else who is not me. Basically, none of the characters are mine except for Clair Flowers, who is entirely my own creation.

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My first day. Lovely. I've got a bitchin' little office. I hung my Moulin Rouge poster on the wall. You know, head of cardiology- Moulin Rouge is totally relevant. It's all matters of the heart. I went down to the clinic, figuring that since it was apparently part of my duty to get in two hours of clinic time a day, I might as well get it out of the way. But of course, who did I run into? None other than the infamous Dr. House.

"First day and Cuddy has already damned you to clinic duty? I thought she liked you!"

I chose to ignore him.

"Speaking of which, where is our ray of sunshine?"

I looked into her office, finding her absent.

"Late?" I suggested.

"Lisa Cuddy has never been late a day in her life."

I shrugged, picking up the file of Julianne Cox and stalking off to exam room one. I found that unfortunately, I was being followed by a man with a cane. Julianne's sniffles were just going to have to wait.

"You don't know where she is?"

"No. I might be her friend, but I'm certainly not her keeper."

"Haven't talked to her lately? Did she have a date last night?"

"What does it matter to you anyways?"

And what did it matter to him? If Lisa's descriptions were at all accurate, he's the one who spent all day avoiding her, refusing to listen to her, and doing basically anything to piss her off. I hadn't liked this guy before I'd even met him. Why the heck did he want to know where she was anyways?

"Wait, what's today?" He said with sudden realization.

"December third. Why?" I quickly replied.

"Oh," he stretched out the understanding in that one syllable to ten seconds.

"What?"

"It's that time of the month," he gave an exasperated sigh, "In that case, I'm not so sure I'm too eager to find her."

Pause. He knows that it's 'that time of the month'? Hold up.

"Oh. My. God," I gasped slowly, "How do you know that?"

"Are you kidding? You women are so easy to read."

Why does he know when her period is? Oh my God. That's borderline stalker. Wait, no, that's not even borderline. That is stalker. And he seems so curious about her. He wanted to know if she had a date last night? Maybe Lisa didn't tell me everything! She certainly never mentioned such a keen interest in her. I simply looked at him with a dropped jaw, turned on my (brand new!) heels, and high-tailed off to exam room one.

Julianne Cox did not have sniffles, it turns out, she instead had an ache in her abdomen. But before I could ask another question, her examination was rudely interrupted by a…

"Clair! Do you know where House is?" My infamous boss burst into the exam room without a second thought. Now she's curious about him? Oh lordy, what is up with these two?

"No, but he was looking for you."

"He was?" she said, a little too anxiously, "Why?"

"He didn't say. Did you know he tracks your menstrual cycle?"

"Still?" she replied vaguely while glancing at Julianne, who was staring intently at her tennis shoes.

"Still!" I raged, "Are you aware of how creepy that is?"

"I'll talk to you later," she ignored my question, "I've got to find him," and she shut the door behind her.

I finished tending to Julianne, who I determined had simply been doing a couple hundred too many sit ups in her eagerness to fit into a royal red gown for some sort of gala. I shook her hand, held the door open for her, and raced to Lisa's office, dropping Julianne's folder off at the nurse's station on the way.

"Did you find him?" I asked as shut the door behind my back.

"No, but he'll come around."

"What's the deal with you?"

"What do you mean?"

"You and House. What's up with that?"

"Nothing."

I stared at her suspiciously for a moment, but once again, before I could ask another question, I was rudely interrupted by a…

"Where's House?" yelled a male voice behind me. I turned to find an angel standing right in front of me. Imagine that, an angel in New Jersey! A strong looking man with sandy brown hair, a charming face, and rather large eyebrows (a fact I was willing to overlook). I could have sworn that I had died and gone to heaven.

"You tell me," even Lisa's voice couldn't break me from the spell of his undeniable attractiveness.

"I tried to page him, but guess where I found his pager! In my pocket!"

"What do you want me to do?"

The man from heaven sighed and shrugged, then looked at me, just now noticing my presence and my blatant stare. He then looked back at Lisa questioningly.

"Oh, sorry. Clair, this is James Wilson. He's head of oncology. This is Clarissa Flowers, the newest head of cardiology."

"Nice to meet you," the person who's name is apparently James Wilson said as he held out his hand. I absently allowed him to shake my hand and mumbled something in reply. He gave me a look before giving Lisa a little wave and leaving the office. I turned to her, completely dumbfounded. Why had she not informed me that she had an angel employed at her hospital?

"Holy," I nearly had to hit myself in the head with my (brand new!) heels to bring myself back down to earth, "who was that?"

"Wilson," Lisa replied slowly and confused, "he's friends with House."

I gave a joking love-struck teenager sigh and put my hand over my heart. Lisa laughed.

"Don't you even think about it."

"Too late."

I couldn't remember why I was in Lisa's office in the first place, so I just left to go collect myself in my nice little office upstairs. Only ten thirty on my first day and I've already met the most beautiful man alive, saved a woman from extensive core body exercises, and detected that my best friend may have a stalker. This job sure is going to be different.