Flooded- ch.11- She Left

When Cuddy awoke this tie she wasn't woken up by moaning or crashing, but by laughter. "Who could be laughing? James should have left by now." She thought this while her eyes were still closed. Yet the laughter persisted. When she finally gained enough curiosity in who was doing the laughing she awoke and approached House's bed. He looked much better than he did in the middle of the night. He was scruffy and looked a little haggard by she figured he would look like he did, considering everything he had gone through in such a small amount of time. The television was on and she could see the remains of his breakfast.

"What time is it?"

"Uh, close to 10 I think. Doc came in and checked the leg and changed the dressing. Then a nurse came in, we did the whole bathroom thing and then I got breakfast. How are you sleeping beauty?"

"Better now that I got some sleep. Need anything?"

"A bathroom break while it's still a commercial."

Surprisingly it was fairly easy to help him Cuddy found out. At least it was easy when he wanted help. He could put a fair amount of weight on his leg, but he still needed Cuddy's support quite a bit, it was only day one after surgery after all. He was doing well and Cuddy was happy for him. She decided that she was going to go home, grab a shower and some clean clothing, breakfast and bring him back lunch. She needed some time for herself to distress a bit.

"House I'm going to go home for a little while. I'll bring you back lunch. James is in his office if you need anything, and please be pleasant to the nursing staff while I'm gone."

"Got it mom. I'll call Wilson if I have any trouble and if I'm trouble Wilson will call you."

"Right. See you later." She leaned over and kissed him on the top of the head. Both of them were confused as to what happened but they let it go for the time being. Cuddy left and was blushing when she remembered the reason why she had woken up in the first place, the laughter. She poked her head back into his room, he was watching TV again.

"Were you laughing before I woke up this morning?"

He jumped at the sound of her voice, "Uh, I could have been. I find British humor very comical so it is possible." He flashed a smile and she left.

Once Cuddy left House was bored. He enjoyed her company even if she was sleeping. He was left with many questions after her kiss on his head, what did it mean? What did she want it to mean? He guessed that he was left to ponder them until she came back and he found time to bring it up again. He was satisfied with the television for a while, but then day time TV took over and his soaps didn't come on until later. He decided to try to sleep and put on his Ipod for background noise. He sort of drifted in and out for a while and then finally fell asleep. Wilson came up for about five minutes, just to see how things were going. He found House asleep and decided not to disturb him, Wilson had some work to get done and he didn't need grumpy confrontation from House at this time in the day.

House woke at around noon when his lunch came. He had anticipated it being Cuddy at the door, but instead it was the nurse from the morning breakfast call. He was a little curious as to where Cuddy was with lunch, but he didn't mind considering that lunch today was a Ruben. He was pleasant to the nurse; he had nothing to complain about. The pain medication was doing its job and he was in an alright mood. There was pain, but not as much as usual. He tried to enjoy the time he had pain free; he never knew when he would get this occasion back. He ate lunch while watching General Hospital and then took an afternoon nap. He still wondered where Cuddy was, but sleep was over powering and took him under for a good, long nap.

He was wakened by a horrendous pain in his thigh. He sat straight up and grasped his leg to try to make the pain go away for at least a second. He looked towards his IV lines and discovered that both the saline and the pain medication were empty and that was the cause for his horrible discomfort. "Who's the moron who didn't switch these bags?" He half said, half yelled this through clenched teeth because of the pain. He began to rock back and forth and hit the call button like mad, trying to get someone to come fix his huge problem. After five minutes of excruciating pain he grabbed his cell phone of the night stand and dialed Wilson. He put it on speaker phone so he had both hands to grasp his painful thigh. Wilson asked casually.

"Hello, Dr. Wilson."

"Hey there, why don't you come up and see me before I kill a nurse."

"What? Where's Cuddy? What's going on?"

"My IV and pain medication are empty, pain is horrible and no one will answer by call button. I suggest you get someone in here before I do something drastic like kill someone or get up and get the meds myself."

"Stay there, I'll be up. Hang in there."

House hung up and tried everything he could think of to get rid of the pain. When Wilson arrived with the proper materials House was looking horrible. Ashen and sweaty like he was the night Cuddy accidentally let the IV empty. House was close to going into shock from the pain and Wilson hurried to get everything switched over. He also gave him a shot of morphine to ease his pain a bit until the meds took over. The morphine just took the pain away, when usually it would knock him out for a little while. After a few minutes Wilson decided that House might be ok enough to talk pleasantly.

"How you doing?"

"Better now that you rescued me from that hellish pain. It's never been that bad Jesus Christ."

"I'm going to talk to Cuddy about people making sure you are refilled at the proper time so that this doesn't happen again."

"Good thing I'm only here for what two, three more days?"

House still looked pretty bad from his painful ordeal and Cuddy could tell something happened as she walked into his room. Wilson and House both looked when she opened the door. Wilson moved to greet her, while House just gave her the stare, and his eyes said it all, "I trusted you and you left me and this happened."