Unfortunately I do not own House or any of the affiliated characters except Abby. She is my creation. Please also Review as I am only a beginner and need as much feedback (Either positive or negative) as possible. Thanks and I hope you enjoy...
"Where is House?" Abby asked groggily finally waking up. Foreman quickly jumped up racing over to her bedside and doing basic function tests.
"You gave us a fright for a while Abby but your alright now. Don't talk as it may disrupt the tube we have had to use to help you breathe," Foreman told her shining a bright light in her eyes checking for pupil reactions. Abby motioned towards the notepad in Remy's bag. "Where is Remy she scrawled on the faded paper.
"She's with House and the others trying to figure out what is causing your symptoms," Foreman explained before adding, as if an after thought, "but she'll be back soon,"
Suddenly the door opened causing Abby to strain over the railing to see if it was house or Remy. It was neither. There were two gentlemen with lab coats on.
Abby, I would like you to meet Dr Taub and Dr Kutner. Both of them work for Dr House and they are two of Princeton's finest," Foreman said after seeing the concern on Abby's face.
"We just need to run a few routine tests so we can rule out certain possibilities," Taub said approaching her.
"If you give consent to having these tests done you need to sign here before we can begin," Kutner added handing her the clipboard and a pen.
Abby took the pen and clipboard and broke it over her knee before throwing it against the opposite pale blue wall. "No, I don't want to live, I don't want to anymore," she screamed flailing trying to over power Foreman, Kutner and Taub.
"We need some help in here!" Foreman yelled holding her arms behind her disabling them. Taub took the syringe from the nurse and administered the Heldol before watching her begin to seizure.
"Shit!" Foreman exclaimed once again grabbing the crash cart and charging the panels. "Clear," he yelled shocking her. There was no change.
"How much did you give her?" Kutner asked Taub commencing compressions.
Foreman charged the panels again "Clear," he yelled before shocking her lifeless body.