A.N: Hello once again! I am very sorry to disappoint you guys, with my very crappy last chapter, but I'll try to make things better! Like I said before, last chapter was boring, but necessary to get the story movin' n' groovin'. (Sorry couldn't resist.)

Disclaimer: If I didn't own House M.D for the last two chapters, would I own it now?

To The Person Who Reviewed With The Name Alexandra: Thanks for reviewing, maybe we have parallel minds or something. Lol.

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(What happened to Allison meanwhile.)

"Can someone explain to me why I'm seeing double?" Chase asked after the few minutes of silence. At the sound of his voice Allison's eyes filled with tears, then she whipped around, and ran out of the room.

Shoving the door open Allison, walked as quickly as she could to the girl's washroom, keeping her head down so no one could see the tears streaming down her face. She heard someone call her name, sounding very startled, but she kept going.

After finally reaching the bathroom, Allison leaned against the door, so nobody could come in. After taking a couple of deep choking sobs, she double-checked to make sure she was alone. Calming down a little, Allison started to feel very stupid for her dramatic exit. I couldn't have made it any more obvious, she groaned. Looking at herself in the mirror, she saw that her make-up was totally ruined.

Realizing that she didn't have her purse with her, therefore neither her make-up, Allison decided to wash it all off. Before she could do so, she heard the door open. Glancing up quickly, Allison saw that it was none other than Cuddy. Allison tried to duck her head away, so Cuddy wouldn't see her tear streaked face, but it was too late.

"Cameron! What's wrong?" Cuddy rushed over to Allison, and put a comforting arm on her shoulder. Allison was a little stunned at Cuddy's sincere concern, but didn't even get to voice her thoughts before Cuddy rambled on. "It's House isn't it? What on Earth did he do now?"

Allison burst into a new wave of tears, unable to control herself, "Of course it's House? When is it ever not House?" Cuddy hugged Allison and let her cry on her shoulder for a bit.

"Cameron, tell me what he did." Cuddy said sounding a lot like a mother helping a child, who was complaining because an older kid stole their lollipop.

"He hired a new person that's what he did!" Allison exclaimed her sorrow, starting to turn into anger. "And not just any other person! He hired my horrible twin sister!" Cuddy raised her eyebrows and her mouth dropped open.

"That's why you're upset?" she asked.

Allison nodded, and began to wash her face in the sink.

"But Cameron, House didn't hire your sister. I did."

"You..hired…her?" Allison said going from sadness to rage to total confusion in five minutes. "You hired her?" Allison said, getting angry once again.

"Look, Cameron, I didn't think you would be upset! Besides, it's not up to you to say who I should hire. Alexandra was over qualified, just like you, Foreman, and Chase."

Allison felt her anger draining again. Cuddy's right, she thought, it's not up to me. Sighing Allison said out loud, "I'm sorry."

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(Continuation from the end of the last chapter, with House going to clinic with Cuddy)

"Why do you always make me do clinic? You have a bunch of idiot doctors who would love to look at runny noses." House said waiting for the elevator to reach the floor he was on.

"Well, you fall into the category of 'idiot doctors', so I don't see why your upset." Cuddy quipped.

House glared at Cuddy. "I'm brilliant," he said self-righteously. The elevator dinged and the door opened. Stepping inside the empty elevator House groaned when he saw Cuddy step inside after him. "You're coming in? I thought I had you convinced of my brilliance."

"I don't want to talk about you, no matter how hard that might be for your ego." Cuddy savoured the moment of insulting House then went on. "I want to talk about Alex and Allison."

"I'm still mad that you hired her. Now I have two people bawling their eyes out on how much they want to save the world."

Cuddy ignored this and said, "They obviously have a problem with each other."

"Really? I didn't notice. Though Allison running away crying when she saw Alex might have been a tip off." House said sarcastically.

"Will you shut up and listen? When I hired Alex, I didn't know about their issue with each other. I want you to stay out of their business."

"Are you forbidding me to talk to my staff? You do know that this will make differential diagnosis very difficult." House smirked.

"I'm not forbidding you." Cuddy scoffed. "Just stay outside of their lives." She hesitated before saying, "Unless it interferes with their work. Then something needs to change."

"That something would be?"

"House, if you are good at one thing it would be getting people to tell you things they never want to tell anyone. If they can't do their job, you need to figure out what's irking them before they make a mistake and earn a lawsuit. Personal lives shouldn't get mixed in with our jobs, but it always does."

House looked at Cuddy and said slowly, "So I have permission to irritate my staff?"

Cuddy gave House a look that would have killed a lesser man. "Go do your clinic hours, House." Her timing was perfect, the elevator doors opened and Cuddy swept through the doors.

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"10:00, Dr. House signs in." House said to whatever nurse happened to be at the clinic station today.

"But its 10:17" the nurse protested.

"I was rounding down. So how many nasty colds do we have today?"

"In exam room two there is a 6 year old girl with her mother." The nurse said handing House a chart.

"Goody, worried mommies." He said limping off to the said exam room. Not even bothering to glance down at the chart, House opened the door and started to talk, "Hello, I am Dr. House, the doctor who was unlucky enough to draw the shortest straw. What's the problem today?" He looked up and saw a little girl with pigtails sitting on the examining table, with a worried mother hovering over her. House also noted that the mother had many worry lines, but no laughter lines. Great. He thought to himself.

"Well, Anna was ridding her bike and she fell." The mother said importantly. Silence filled the room as House waited for her to continue.

"And?" he said expectantly.

"That's it. She scraped her knee so I wanted to make sure she was okay."

"Moooooom," the girl said droning out the word, "I told you I'm fine. I want to go play with Kelsey some more."

House rolled his eyes. Boring clinic. The girl was wearing shorts so he was able to see her knees, one of them was rather red, but the skin wasn't even broken.

"Anna, I told you before, I want the nice doctor to make sure your knee isn't infected, or something equally ghastly."

House looked at the mother, "It's a good thing you brought her here too." He said seriously. "If you waited any longer who knows what the result might have been. As it is, we only need to amputate little Annie's leg off."

"Her name is Anna." The mother said curtly, then the rest off House's comment sunk in. "CUT OFF HER LEG! But she's not even bleeding, even she thinks she's fine! Anna didn't even cry when she fell!"

"And yet your still here. Get Ann some knee pads, and then you can avoid annoying little trips like these to the clinic." House said starting to limp out the door.

"Her name is Anna."

Before he left he quickly looked over his shoulder and saw that the mothers face was a deep shade of red, and her daughter was staring off into space, swigging her legs, which were about a foot away from the ground. House snickered at the mother's expression and went to go get the next chart.

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A.N: Sorry for the REALLY short chapter, but I wanted to post, because I haven't in a while, and I don't want you guys to forget about me:P Please tell me your thoughts, negative or positive. I PROMISE THE NEXT CHAPTER WILL BE MORE EXCITING!