A/N - I am soooo sorry I haven't updated sooner! I had no inspiration, and had no idea where the story was going to go. With a little help from my friend, Jess, I got back to writing this chapter :)
Disclaimer – I do not own House M.D. It all belongs to David Shore and Fox.
~Chapter 9~
It took the small group of seven doctors around a half an hour to reach the Princeton General Hospital. They were all dressed in jeans and t-shirts, and walked inside the hospital worriedly. Cameron took the lead and went to the nurse's desk, "Hello, we are here to see Lisa Cuddy and Gregory House. They were admitted about a week ago…"
"Yes, are you family?" The old grumpy nurse asked as she looked over her half-moon glasses at the doctors.
"Will you let us go up if we weren't?" Chase asked as he stepped forward, only to be pushed back by Cameron. To answer the question, the nurse smirked and shook her head.
"Yes, we are. You see my brother, Robert, and I are Lisa Cuddy's children. Chris and Eric are our cousins. James is Gregory House's brother, and Remy is James' daughter," Cameron said sweetly with an innocent smile as she pointed out the doctors she named, while she desperately hoped her colleagues would play along.
"Eric is Remy's husband, and Lawrence is Eric's stepbrother. We are a big, happy family," Cameron added as she glanced around at all the shocked faces.
"Is this true?" The nurse asked unconvinced.
"Yes," The doctors answered simultaneously as they all gave the nurse a small smile. The nurse flipped though a folder and looked up at them sceptically, "It says here that neither Gregory House nor Lisa are married, let alone have children."
Cameron leaned forward and whispered in her ear, "That is because they aren't married – they both got a divorce a long time ago."
"Oh, well – I'm sorry, but I can't let you in. Your names are not on the file, and I am unable to ask them because Lisa Cuddy is in a coma, and Gregory House is sleeping," The nurse said simply as she closed the file.
"SHE IS WHAT!?!?!" They all shouted in unison.
"Oh, shit – I wasn't supposed to say that…" The old woman cursed as she hung her head low.
"Where are your washrooms?" Cameron asked sweetly.
"Over there, by the elevators," the nurse responded as she pointed down the hall, keeping her eyes lowered towards her desk.
"Perfect, thanks!" She responded cheerfully as she grabbed Chase and Hadley's hands, and pulled them away from the desk.
The other doctors followed reluctantly, and Taub came up to Cameron and hissed, "Our boss is in a coma, and you're worried about where the bathroom is so you can go pee? We need to find their room!"
"You don't think I know that? When I whispered in her ear, and sneaked a peak at the file. They are on the ninth floor in room 937. The washrooms are right by the elevators – no one will know we are going up," Cameron answered excited about her amazing plan.
Taub smirked as he followed her towards the elevators, and beckoned the other doctors, who were falling behind, over with a swift motion of his right hand.
They all crowded into the elevator and stood in silence as a few nurses looked at them suspiciously over their charts.
"So...um, how is our aunt?" Taub and Foreman asked with a slight chuckle.
"And…our uncle?" Hadley and Kutner asked slowly, unsure of how the family tree was configured.
"My mother," Chase said as he glared at Cameron, "Are you kidding? They are never going to play along."
"House. My brother? Yeah right," Wilson said with a sigh.
"Come on guys, just work with me here. I hope they are fine. Chase, they might, you just need faith," Cameron whispered, eying the nurses every couple of seconds.
The elevator bell went off, and the door opened at the seventh floor. The small group of nurses left quickly, pushing the doctors out of the way.
They stood in silence, no one moving a muscle, until Kutner broke the silence, "What are we going to do when we get to their room?"
The elevator bell went off and he looked at each doctor expectantly.
"I don't know," Wilson whispered as he past by Kutner and followed Thirteen, Chase, and Cameron out of the elevator.
"What is wrong with her? Come on; damn-it, tell me!" House yelled in anger to the nurse who was flipping through Cuddy's chart and checking her vitals, trying her best to ignore House.
He was not able to move because he was strapped down – mostly to prevent farther injury, but also because he would try to get out of bed, and tried multiple times to steal Cuddy's file to see what was wrong with her.
"She has a broken leg, went into cardiac arrest, and…wait, are you family?" The nurse asked nervously as she glanced up from the file to House's worried face.
"Kind of – look, just tell me what is wrong with her! I am a doctor -"
"I am sorry, I can't tell you that information unless you two are -"
"Jen, how is our coma patient Dean?" an old woman dressed in a lab coat asked casually as she walked over to Cuddy's bed, handing Jen a handful of medical instruments on the way, which Jen placed on the table.
"COMA PATIENT?!?" House practically screamed as he fought against the restraints, but stopped for a moment as he winced in pain.
The two nurses looked at each other unsure of how to respond but when House continued to fight the straps holding him down, Jen rushed to his bedside.
"Mr. House, please stay still. We don't want you to injure yourself…"
"DOCTOR House!" He stressed as he glared at the nurse.
"Ok, well…Dr. House, I am going to put you to sleep for a couple of hours so you can calm down…" She said as she injected a sedative into his IV drip.