The Day House was Nice 2: The Sequel

I don't own House MD, but I do own my characters, Rikki and Juliet.

Sorry for not updating for the past... maybe 1 or 2, possibly three years, I've been doing stuff in real life, school's been consuming most of my time, looking up colleges, and the loss of my dog last November had put me into haitus. I'll try to update more.

The day seemed to drag along slowly, Wilson and Chase were talking to Rikki as House was sitting in a chair, across the room, smiling creeply. Chase looked up from the clipboard, Wilson and him looked at each other.

"So, why are you scared of your parents? Who do you stay with?" Chase asked, curiously,"Do they know you're here?"

Rikki shaked her head slightly, whispering:

"They wanted me to be perfect, and tried to make me how they wanted me. Anytime I'd do something they didn't like, even in the slightest..." Rikki pulled one of her legs out from the covers, revealing scars and looked at her wrists, "They beat me... So I ran off one day, after school. I stay with my deaf friend, Juliet. Her parents let me live with them, my parents must've followed me and Juliet here."

"Why did you girls come here?" Wilson asked.

"Juliet was worried when I started getting bruises all over my body from nothing... and I started to get sick..." Rikki whispered. "Don't let my parents know about anything. They'd kill me...literally."

House jumped up from his chair, smiling.

"Come anywhere near me, and I will take out the IV's, and shove the IV pole up your ass faster than you can say 'Chase'." Rikki threatened, looking at House.

House sat back down. Wilson stared for a minute, and asked,

"Can I see the bruises?"

After Chase unhooked Rikki, Wilson looked around Rikki's body and saw multiple bruises. Chase was making sure House didn't leave the chair he was sitting in.

"Chase, order a bone marrow sample." Wilson said, quietly, "House, don't go near the patient."

A few hours later, after numerous tests, Wilson and Chase walked back into the room, Rikki looking out the window and singing a small song that she made up herself.

"She walks into the house, but she can't hear the gunshots..." Rikki sung quietly.

Chase pulled Wilson outside the room, saying:

"What does she mean 'the gunshots'?"

"It's probably nothing. You go talk to her, I'll walk away and wish the best for you." Wilson said, stepping back a little.

"Oh no, she's your patient too." Chase replied, sharply. "I'll just walk away like nothing happened and plan some funeral arrangements for you- I mean-"

Over the next couple of minutes, Chase and Wilson yelled at each other. Thirteen walked up and entered the room after hearing the two fight. She sat down next to Rikki, with a concerned look on her face, hearing some of the lyrics.

"Hello, I'm Dr. Hadley, your name's Rikki, right?" Thirteen asked, calmy.

"She never wanted nothing mor-" Rikki rambled off in the song, then noticing Thirteen's question, "Yes, I'm Rikki."

"Two of the doctors outside, Dr. Chase and Dr. Wilson are both arguing about the song you're singing. What's it about?" Thirteen asked.

"It's about Juliet, my deaf friend." Rikki replied, slowly.

"Where is Juliet?" Thirteen asked.

"She's over there..." Rikki said, pointing to a empty chair.

Thirteen looked over to the chair, and saw nothing sitting in the chair.

"Where are her parents?" Thirteen asked, curiously.

"In heaven." Rikki said.

"Why are they there?" Thirteen asked, as Chase and Wilson walked in.

"Bad guys hurt them..." Rikki replied, "They got her too, but she didn't hear them. Juliet saved me, and she explained to me that only I could see her. But she told me to take the gun from her basement and shoot the people who did this to her."

"I'm going!" Chase and Wilson said, attempting to leave, but House making them stay.

"Why did she say that?" Thirteen asked.

"She didn't say. But... she told me I would be in grave danger if someone didn't help me survive." Rikki said.

"But did you listen to her when she told you to hurt the people who hurt her?" Thirteen asked.

"I didn't. Because I knew mom and dad would get mad, she understood. But then these bruises started appearing and I started getting sick. She took me here." Rikki said.

Thirteen placed her hand on Rikki's and calmly said, "She did the right thing."

"You have leukemia." Wilson said, "We'll start you on chemotherapy."

Foreman walked in with some paperwork.

"And epilepsy, as well." Foreman sighed, looking at the papers. "We found your insurance, so you'll have treatment as soon as possible for both."

Rikki just sat there on the bed, looking sad at the chair.

"What's wrong?" Thirteen asked.

"She's gone." Rikki weeped.

Thirteen hugged Rikki for a second, and House jumped up from his chair, saying:

"Don't worry, Rikki: YOU'LL ALWAYS HAVE ME!" House hugged Rikki tightly, "You'll live at my house from now on! I'll make sure you feel warm and fuzzy!"

Kutner and Taub were sneaking behind House with a clipboard and a giant syringe.

"This will make you feel all happy, and send you to Candyland." Taub laughed softly, stabbing House with the syringe while Kutner hit him with a clipboard, laughing as well.

And that's what I call a sequel! Now, shall I go ahead and make a prequel?
Review, please. (: