A/N: Sorry this is so short. A senior at my high school killed himself during school hours on May 5th, exactly a week ago, so life has been a bit weird for everyone. We were all evacuated to the middle school, and later they found over 30 rounds of ammo and cocktail bombs in the guy's locker. I'm not really at my best now, but I still hope you all enjoy it. Thanks for all the great reviews. When I started this, I had no clue that the story would be so popular.

He May Never Return/A Changing Mood

Barely an hour after House's visit, another loud knocking resounded through Thirteen's apartment. Foreman reluctantly dragged himself away from his fiancee, and she sighed at the loss of his warmth. "My turn," he smiled humorously.

"Yeah," Thirteen replied as he threw on a shirt and shorts. Foreman exited the bedroom and made his way to the door, half expecting to find House again, quipping about how he forgot to have the couple rate each other in bed. When the door did brush open, however, Foreman found that he couldn't have been further from the truth. The figure in the doorframe was the last he expected to see again.

"Jeremy?"

"Yes," he responded. The pair just stood for awhile in silent awkwardness, each waiting for the other to make the first move. Foreman was the first to break.

"What're you doing here?" His voice was firm, showcasing the underlying protectiveness for Thirteen.

"I heard the two of you are engaged."

"Yes, and nothing is going to change that."

"She's dying."

"And what are we doing, playing 'state the obvious'?"

"She's going to leave you out of pity. She's going to crush you in the future because she believes that's what's best. After Brock, I was the one who helped her through it. And just when I thought she was over it, when things started to get normal, she drops me."

"That was years ago," Foreman said, trying hard to act civilly.

"What did she do when she finally tested herself, huh? I wasn't there, but I can guarantee that my guess is right." Jeremy's voice rose with every word, his anger at his abandonment seeping into his voice. "She pushed everyone away, didn't she? Remy pushed everyone away and began to self-destruct. You should take your boss's advice. People don't change."

Foreman found himself incapable of speech, because indeed, he was right. At that moment, Thirteen approached the two men, again clad in her silken robe. Her mouth opened as if she meant to say something, but at seeing Jeremy, she closed it, only to speak seconds later. "You."

"Me," Jeremy said.

"I want you gone." Her words were fierce, revealing a side of her that was rarely seen.

"Much obliged. I was only here to deliver a warning." Jeremy turned on heel and walked away from the apartment, down the stairs and out of sight. As he did, Thirteen was sure that she would never see Jeremy Brennan again, but couldn't take pride in such emotions, having a sneaking suspicion as to why.

"He should be on suicide watch," she whispered as the door shut. Thirteen hugged her shoulders briefly, but then crossed her arms over her breasts.

"Suicide watch?" Foreman asked, genuinely confused.

"When we were kids, there was an incident," she elaborated. "It involved pills. Lots and lots of pills." She looked to the floor, and Foreman took the aversion of eye contact as his cue to take the topic no further. Instead, he kissed Thirteen gently.

"He sort of ruined the mood, didn't he?"

"What was he here about anyway? He said he was warning you."

"He told me," Foreman began hesitantly, "that you're your going to leave me to spare my feelings, whilst breaking my heart." Thirteen looked at him anxiously, hoping that he hadn't let Jeremy get to him. "But I didn't believe him for a second." They both smiled at each other, when Foreman's cell began to ring. "Hello?" he answered. "Oh yeah. I'll ask Remy." He removed the phone from his ear and turned to her. "Everyone's going out to celebrate Cameron and Chase's engagement. You want to go?"

"Why not?" she replied. "It could be a dual celebration, at least for us."

"We'll be there," Foreman said before hanging up.

"I'm gonna go put some clothes on," Thirteen said with a playful smile. "Peolple might stare if I turn up naked."

Foreman laughed and simply nodded in agreement.

A/N: This is sort of a filler, an in between thing, I promise the next chapter will be longer. Please, please review!