Thanks for everyone's reviews and input on who shall stay with House while he recoups at home..IF he recoups from home. One person had obviously the most votes, so that person will have more time with House…IF he recoups from home. But I don't want to give to much away so I'll shut up now.

OH---and I'm really hating naming my chapters, so from now on I am only putting the Chapter number, no name.

CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE

CONT'D FLASHBACK FROM LAST YEAR:

House grins, but it isn't a funny grin. It is a grin as conniving, evil, and malicious as the Grinch as he anxiously await the Who's in Who'sville to come out into the courtyard on Christmas morning and discover he had taken every single item that represents the holiday.

House looks around; there are no more than two cops in the immediate area, and none in the parking lot. He stands by his bike pretending to fix something on the engine as he scours the lot for Tritter's car. He eventually finds it. He looks at the building and discovers that two huge Oak trees block the views from any windows to the lot and slowly, sneakily, creeps over to Tritter's car. He reaches into his back pocket and pulls out his Swiss Army knife that his dad bought him on his 16th birthday and expertly jigs the key lock until it springs open.

A few minutes later he is driving down Interstate 15 toward Kennedy Park which has a small lake, as well as a little hidden alcove that has just enough space for the size of a mid-sized vehicle, the same size as the car he is driving – Tritter's car …

CURRENT TIME:

"Man, Tritter was hot when he came in the next morning and accused House," Wilson said with a hearty laugh.

"It wasn't funny then but yeah, it's funny now. House almost ended up in jail if it weren't for the fact that Tritter had absolutely no proof whatsoever that House stole the car. Tritter even tried to sue House for the water damage to the car, but I thought he was a lot smarter than that," Cuddy said.

"Apparently not if…" Wilson was cut off by a light tap on the door and as Cuddy looked toward the door she waved Cameron in.

"Just thought I'd let you know Kathi is out of surgery. She's doing well but is in guarded condition," she told them.

"Have you been in to see House yet?" Cuddy asked her. She shook her head. "Good. I was in there earlier and … wait a second." Cuddy picked up the phone, called the nurse's station outside of House's room, asked a few questions then hung up.

Cuddy continued: "I'm worried … you and Foreman check for increased intracranial pressure or decreased brain functions – I mean, worse mentally than he normally is. I think he may already have cerebral edema, especially at the site of the wound. Also check for lobar intracerebral hemorrhage as well as the thalamus, basal ganglia, pons, or cerebellum. Get a CBC, platelet count, bleeding time and another MRI. He should still be knocked out from the morphine I gave him earlier, but if he acts up, you have my permission to knock him out again."

Cameron nodded to her and left the room. She was glad Cuddy asked her to run the tests because now she had an excuse to be there, which meant House couldn't accuse her of being by his side just for the sake of being by his side. She headed down to the lab to get a cart and the test kits and was surprised when she spotted Chase sitting at a microscope looking at a slide.

She opened the door and walked in. "What are you doing here?"

"Uh, running tests and I work here," he told her as he looked up from the slide.

"Hey, I need your help with House," she said as she came into the room and stood next to him.

"He may be about 15 years older than me with a bum leg but I'm pretty sure he could still take me," Chase said with a laugh.

She gathered the kits needed and headed out of the lab with Chase in tow. After they got on the elevator Cameron paged Foreman to meet them in House's room. But what they didn't know was that he was already there, but not of his own free will either.

House had given him $50 to stay with him and play World Poker Tour on his GameBoy (of which Foreman would later collect from Wilson, per House's instructions). But unfortunately for House, whenever he had a winning hand, the heart monitor he was connected to would beep wildly, giving away his hand. But of course, House never gave up and only tried harder to control his breathing and heart rate to con the heart monitor.

"Foreman, why didn't you answer my page?" she asked as they entered the room and pulled the cart beside House's bed.

"Because I was already here," he answered before he handed House the GameBoy.

"That's no excuse to be rude…"

"Okay, kiddies, there is no fighting in my room!" House interjected.

Cameron looked at Chase and he at she. She gave him a look that conveyed, 'No, there is no bleeding in his brain. He was his normal, snarky self.'

"House, how are you feeling? Do you have a headache, blurry vision, or anything out of the norm?" Cameron asked.

"eeehhh, yes…" House groaned as his head fell back on the pillow.

"What? What is it?" Cameron asked alarmed.

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Sorry this is so short but I'm at work and can't finish the chapter just yet. So I thought I'll leave y'all with a little taste of……..

ANGST! MwaaaHahahahaha!