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Seizures
Vomiting
Memory loss
Confusion
Hallucinations
Loss of consciousness
Visual sensitivity to light
Irritability
Drowsiness
Clumsiness
Pleural Effusion
Rash

"Now, while Cuddy has a fantastic body," began House, "it doesn't seem to be playing very nice with her." House snapped the cap back onto the dry erase marker and pointed at Cameron. "Her oh so good body is being oh so bad and attacking her major organs," he explained for the cause of the rash, "thankfully, for Cuddy's sake it's decided to take its toll on her skin and not any other important organ."

He tossed the dry erase marker to Cameron who fumbled to catch it but succeeded nonetheless. "What auto-immune diseases fit the bill for these symptoms?" he asked Cameron.

"Sjogren's Syndrome?" Cameron offered weakly.

"Was that a question?" asked House condescendingly.

"I noticed that she developed dry eyes and mouth. It was pretty uncommon considering the amount of fluid she should have been taking."

"But what about the rash?" asked House, "Something like that is a little hard to overlook don't you think?" he asked cynically.

"Multiple Sclerosis would account for her weakness and loss of coordination." Continued Cameron, "Guillain-Barre Syndrome and Myasthenis Gravis could be attributed to her inability to breathe."

"She wasn't unable to breathe," interrupted Foremen, "there was fluid accumulating in her lungs."

"Did I ask about the rash?" asked House sarcastically. "I don't want to hear everything they taught you in med-school; I want to know what fits her symptoms."

"Systemic Lupus Erythematosus," Chase spoke up from behind Cameron.

House considered it for a moment before speaking to Cameron, "You're the immunologist, are you going to let him one-up you like that?"

Before Cameron could respond, Chase spoke again, "It accounts for her fever, fatigue, the rash, and even the seizures," he stated hopefully.

"But how could Cuddy have SLE?" argued Cameron. "It's stimulated by viruses, ultra-violet light, or sun exposure. If she had SLE she would've experienced her symptoms a lot earlier than just now."

House smiled at the sight of his two fellows arguing their points and turned his eyes towards Chase as he spoke next, "Don't you remember?" he began with his hopeful Australian accent, "the rash was covering her legs; her legs were the only part of her body exposed the sun at the time."

Cameron still refused to give up, much to House's delight. "SLE is more predominant in people of African-American, Chinese, and Japanese decent," she presented halfheartedly.

"But it's about eight times more likely to occur in women than men." added Chase, earning himself a faint grin from the still observing House.

"Okay kids, settle down," interrupted House, "This is a good start; what can cause SLE?" Cameron was the first to answer.

"Well," began Cameron, "female hormones could play a big part in it." Cameron shrugged her shoulders, "But unless Cuddy's been taking anything to raise her estrogen levels that dramatically there's really no reason for her to have had an outbreak this severe."

House's mind immediately took him back into the confines of Cuddy's office. More specifically, an image of himself assisting Cuddy in administering part of her in-vitro treatment to get pregnant flashed across his mind.

Wilson, who had remained a silent observer for the entire differential was now more intrigued than ever. He shifted his eyes to House and they shared a silent conversation unknown to the other doctors in the room.

"Stay here; Wilson, keep the differential going." Without another word, House turned and exited the room in the direction of Cuddy's room.

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"What is it with you and those books?" asked House as he slid the door to Cuddy's room closed slowly and came to stand at the foot of Cuddy's bed. "I've never seen you read before and now that's all you do."

"Being sick isn't as exciting as you might think," Cuddy said in a weak voice that somehow still managed to maintain its authoritive power. "I need something to keep me occupied."

"Most people enjoy reading novels," stated House factually, "you're reading medical journals and…" he tilted his head down to glance at the cover of the book Cuddy was currently holding on her lap, "Greek mythology?"

House's main reason for being in Cuddy's room had been sidetracked by his persistent urge to understand the unusual—and currently, Cuddy's choice of literature was enough of a mystery to keep him intrigued until he could figure her out.

"We don't raise funds for a library here," explained Cuddy, "Although if you're going to the library anytime soon, feel free to pick me out something interesting to read."

House smirked, and Cuddy corrected herself, "something appropriate to read."

"What are you reading?" inquired House curiously.

"Why are you here?" Cuddy countered.

"I asked you first." House retorted childishly, earning himself an eye roll from Cuddy.

"I'm assuming you're here for my case," started Cuddy, "and if that's so, I should give in and tell you what I'm reading or else I'll die waiting for your answer." Cuddy droned obviously.

House nodded. "That would be a good idea, unless of course you don't value your life."

"Blackmail of the highest degree," commented Cuddy.

House could only smile and wait for his explanation, or story-telling time.

Cuddy sighed before she gave in. She lowered the book into her lap and began a short summary of what she had just read. "I'm assuming you're at least a little familiar with Greek mythology," Cuddy began, but continued without waiting for an answer, "I'm reading about Cassandra's myth." she explained shortly, "According to one version of the story, Cassandra received the power to foretell the future from the god Apollo."

House listened on quietly still at the foot of Cuddy's bed as she went on with the legend.

"Apparently, Apollo instructed and taught her about the art of prophecy because he had an ulterior motive—he wished to win her affections. Cassandra accepted Apollo as a teacher, but not as a lover."

Cuddy shrugged her shoulders, "Naturally, the god was insulted by this refusal—like any man would be," she added a bit cynically, "So he punished Cassandra. Apollo twisted the gift that he gave her, making everyone who heard her true and accurate foretellings of the future believe that they were instead hearing lies," Cuddy summarized.

"In one account," Cuddy continued, "Cassandra warned the Trojans of the impending dangers of accepting the wooden horse from their opponents. But as Apollo made sure, no one believed her. Basically, he turned her gift into a curse."

House remained silent for a moment, contemplating the meaning of this story when Cuddy spoke up again. "Now I believe it's your turn," prompted Cuddy.

"Right," said House, his train of thought momentarily disrupted and brought back to Cuddy's case and not her choice of reading material.

House was never one for beating around the bush, so he decided to be upfront with his question, no matter how thin the ice he was currently treading on was. "Are you still doing the in-vitro?" he asked abruptly.

Cuddy seemed shocked by this question. "Is this relevant to my case?"

"Everything's relevant," stated House quickly.

Cuddy tore her eyes away from House and shook her head slowly. "I stopped a couple of months ago," she said quietly, still not meeting House's eyes.

Again, House's curiosity was stimulated. He wanted to ask her why, but was stopped by Cuddy's tired voice, "Is that it?"

House simply nodded and left her alone to get her rest—she was still sick, and he didn't need to waste anymore time.

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"What else?" House pushed though the doors of the diagnostics break room, causing everyone's heads to turn in his direction.

"The only other cause is drug use." said Wilson defeated.

"And we've already ruled out drugs," stated Foreman.

"Drugs…" House limped up to the whiteboard and erased the last two symptoms. "Drug induced Systemic Lupus Erythematosus can occur as a side effect to drugs like hydralazine for high blood pressure, quinidine and procainamide for abnormal heart rhythm, some medications for tuberculosis, rheumatoid arthritis…and phenytoin for epilepsy."

House clenched his jaw in frustration. "Take her off the phenytoin—her rash should go away and her lungs should return to normal."

Chase, Cameron, and Foreman all left the room in a hurry, leaving only House and Wilson behind.

"If the SLE didn't cause the seizures, what did?" House asked to no one in particular.

Wilson spoke up hopelessly from his position leaning against the wall next to the white board, "We're back to square one."

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