Chapter 4

"Super... lawyers..." quipped House.

"What's wrong with lawyers?" asked Cuddy.

"Oh please," said House, "They just want the glory of a high power, high paying job, but they don't work as long as we do; they didn't even go to college as long as we did. No wonder everyone hates them."

"Oh jeez, House," Cuddy said taking her initial position. House trotted off to find a good area.

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House stealthily snuck between barriers, gun in hand. He'd shot practically every lawyer on their team... twice. He was the master, of course. No one was better than him.

Alysa laughed, "Go on..." she said putting on a forced, but still serious face. House stared at her.

So there was Hosue. Shooting practically everyone, even Cuddy once in a while, when for the first time, and the only time...

PING! PING! PING!

House turned around to see a padded up brunette whom he hadn't seen all day... or ever in his life. A lawyer maybe? House started shooting her uncontrolably. He chased her through the maze. She ran from him, giggling all the way. She occasionally would turn around to shoot, but she would miss of course. Her aim wasn't nearly as good as House's. They were still chasing each other when a siren went off and Cuddy walked up to House. The brunette still smiled at him.

"So House," asked Cuddy, "as bad as you thought it would be?"

"Horrible," quipped House sarcastically, "Some dumb lawyer kept chasing me."

"Well... I do believe that's how you play the game."

"No... you're supposed to shoot while hiding. She WANTED me to see her. It's obvious she digs me." House smiled and strutted off to a canopy where hot dogs and hamburgers were now cooking.

"House!" shouted Cuddy as he continued to walk off, "You know, not EVERYONE digs you, right?"

House smiled and continued to strut to the barbeque. Was Cuddy on to him?

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"You shot me," said House oh so bluntly.

"Yeah..." said the brunette, "I'm new to the game and all, but I kinda thought that's how you played it. Sorry if I'm mistaken."

House smiled. "I'm undefeated, you know?"

"Beginners luck, that's all." She smiled.

"Name's Greg."

"Stacey." She couldn't stop smiling.

"I take it you're one of those evil lawyers."

"We aren't evil!"

"Then why does everyone hate laywers?" asked House. Stacey was speechless, but she smiled.

"Everyone just LOVES doctors though, don't they?" she stated.

"Of course, we're brilliant," House bragged.

"Well, I can't argue with you."

"Then don't." Again, Stacey smiled.

"These hot dogs are disgusting..." she noted.

"No kidding," said House, "Wanna go grab some dinner? I know a place with some good burgers."

Stacey smiled and followed him.