Chapter 17

AN: Glad to see you're enjoying the drama! Thanks soooooo much for the reviews that's what gets me writing! Thanks Paige for letting me bounce ideas off you, you made me see the light hehe. With that here's the story!

Before anything major could happen between House and Cameron, Cuddy was knocking at the exam room door.

"Dr. House! There are patients waiting to be examined out here! You better hope to God that you aren't playing on your gameboy; otherwise I will stop all prescriptions for your Vicodin!" after that she opened the door revealing House and Cameron standing awkwardly and Cameron's breathing a little faster than the norm.

"You must be feeling better not to be working" Cuddy said with both eyebrows raised in questioning.

"Well the reason I'm not working is because Dr. Cameron here came to inform me we had a case." House lied with ease.

"Is this true?" Cuddy asked.

"Yes" Cameron replied, maintaining eye contact with Cuddy and resisting the urge to look at the floor.

"Fine. Get to work then. But you still owe me another hour of Clinic duty House." And with that she walked back to her office.

"Oh my God Cameron! You lied and Cuddy believed you! Where are the chariots of fire?" he mocked looking out the window.

"I know I got you out of Clinic duty, but Cuddy will be checking up to see if we actually have a patient. We need to find one." She urged.

"You find one and call me when you admit them. I've got to go out." House informed Cameron, and then he grabbed a clean urine sample jar, filled it up with water and swallowed it along with two Vicodin tablets.

House then grabbed a white doctor's jacket and stole a hat some child had left lying around in the Clinic.

"Catch ya later!" he said to Cameron and as quickly as he could got out of the hospital before Cuddy or the nurses could pick him out amongst the masses of "sick" people that entered the hospital.

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Katrina was packing her bags and getting ready to move to another hotel before Greg and James came to find her and talk to her.

Now was as opportune time as any as they would both be at work. She knew James would probably be at work, but she hoped Greg would still be asleep.

She called room service and asked for assistance with her luggage. They had already called a taxi and the driver was waiting for her in the foyer.

"Thank you for staying" the receptionist said.

"Sorry I couldn't stay any longer" she apologised.

"Come on!" The taxi driver whined "I could be doing other jobs right now, you're holding me up."

"I'm sorry" she said coldly. "I don't know why you're whining. You've most probably left the meter running. So it's going to cost me more than it should anyway."

"I could easily drive off you know."

She glared at him, and looked at his grubby yellow taxi.

"On second thought's I wouldn't place my ass down on those seats if you paid me a million pounds"

"Bloody foreigners"the taxi driver thought to himself "If she makes one more wisecrack about my taxi…"

"Even thought of cleaning it?"

"That's it!" he shouted and punched her.

As Katrina slumped against the floor winded, he got into his disgusting taxi and drove away breaking the speed limit.

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As the taxi driver sped away he checked his knuckles and took his eyes off the road for a second…

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The receptionist had seen everything, even the crash outside and ended up calling for two ambulances. One for Katrina and one for that hot-headed idiot taxi driver, whom had just smashed his car into a tree.

The ambulances arrived within fifteen minutes and took both injured parties to Princeton Plainsboro Teaching Hospital.

Just before the firstambulance went to leave, House had arrived at the hotel and started to panic. He went up to one of the paramedics as he had his lab coat on and asked what had happened.

"Well, Dr…"

"House"

"One of the patients is a female around mid- twenties, early thirties who was punched in the stomach. We're taking her in to see it she has any internal bleeding. The second patient is defiantly early forties, reckless driving and smashed into a tree, apparently he was the one who punched the woman."

"So who you got in there?" he asked

"We have the woman."

"Well since I'm a doctor I should ride down with you."

"Whatever you say." the paramedic shrugged.

As House entered the back of the ambulance he saw her lying there, face pale and eyes welled up but refusing to cry.

She looked up and didn't recognise him on the account that he was wearing a lab coat.

"Hello doctor" she said quietly. "I thought only paramedics came to these things"

"Yea well I was coming to see someone, and I came here to catch a ride."

"Greg?"

"The one and only."

"Get out the ambulance!"

"No." he said defiantly.

"Leave me alone! Catch a ride with the other ambulance with that jerk in it. You two will have lots in common."

"Kat, I was a stupid ass, as always."

"You're telling me."

"How can I make it up to you?"

"Argh!" she cried out in pain clutching her stomach. "Make it stop Greg!"

Even in all her pain she stretched out her hand for him to hold. And boy did she grip his hand tightly!

"Don't leave me." She said.

He nodded and replied with "Never again."

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