House collapsed with Thirteen in his arms on the floor. She laid groaning in pain on her back. House took out a cloth and put pressure on her wound. She was shot once in her left thigh. Blood soaked through her pants. Thirteen was panting and staring at House. House was concentrating on the wound when Thirteen pounced.
She sat up and pushed House down. She climbed on top of him and started kissing him. Her blood covered hands ran over his face. House kissed back for a while, but pushed her off within the minute.
" What are you doing" he asked.
" Take me now" she said defiantly.
" I think you forgot that there's still four guys trying to kill us."
" Only three" she said kissing him again. This time he pushed her off and rolled away.
" We need to take care of this now" he said. He stared at the bloody, sweating Thirteen. She looked disappointed, almost sad.
" Fine" she quietly sighed.
They continued down the empty hall way. When they got to an intersection, House stopped.
" Why are we …" Thirteen started to say buy was silenced by House. He listened toward the left way. They heard slow footsteps. Then the sound of a gun being cocked was heard. House lifted his cane like a baseball. The man stepped into the open and House swung.
He quickly hit the man's stomach. He dropped the gun and clutched his stomach. House raised his cane and stabbed the bottom of it into the man's neck. The man dropped to one knee. House raised his can again, but the man was ready this time. He punched House in the stomach, stopping the attack. House stumbled back while the man stood up. He took one step and Thirteen set off.
She punched him square in the nose, causing it to burst with blood. She then wrapped her right arm around his neck in a headlock. She put her right foot behind his right foot and tripped him. He landed hard on his back. The force of the trip caused him to go into a sitting position. She chopped him on the right side of the neck. The she took her time, sized him up, and kicked him hard in the back of his head. He was knocked out.
She wiped her forehead of sweat as House stared at her. She looked at him and shrugged. " Now we're even."
They continued to walk down the hallway cautiously. Now they went to make a right turn. They heard grunting so House got his cane ready and went out.
Foreman was beating the gunman with a pipe. Kutner was away from them, smiling and staring in awe. Foreman was going mad on the guy. Foreman looked up at House and Thirteen.
" Don't worry. I won't tell your parole officer" House joked. House looked at the man and noticed three syringes in his body. " Although that is an unusual way to sedate someone."
" Kutner gave him antibiotics, steroids, and a sedative. He's out cold."
Foreman bent down to pick up the gunman's rifle. Thirteen had picked up the other gunner's rifle so now they had the advantage.
" Mark's in the library" Kutner said pointing to the door down the hallway.
They all exchanged glances. They all walked down the hallway. Foreman first. Then Kutner. Followed by House and Thirteen.
" I love you House" Thirteen said possibly walking to her death. House looked at her. He only responded by a kiss. He kept silent. They soon reached the doors. After a deep breath, they all burst in the room, getting ready for a fight to the death.