"If I'm not dying, then you can't keep me here right?" Lisa said looking at Dr Chase hopping that he would give her the answer of which she wanted to hear. Chase simply looked back at her with his expression unreadable. When he didn't answer she looked at House and then jumped upon seeing him. She had not noticed how blue his eyes were, 'How could I have thought that they were brown?' she asked herself. 'Maybe it was the drugs?'

"We can keep you as long as we please," she looked at House as he spoke and tried once again to understand him, she failed though. "Why? Planning on getting shot again anytime soon?"

"No, but-,"

"We just need to keep you here for a while, just to make that nothing is going to happen," she found herself once again put at ease as Chase's voice drifted to her ears. "Besides that matter, this place might be the safest place for you right now."

"Right now, all I want to do is get back to Miami, I can't stay locked up in a hospital any longer then I already have!" Lisa exclaimed swinging her feet over the edge of the bed so she was now looking straight into House's eyes.

"Well, the longer you stay here with us, the more likely we are to find your ex-boyfriend." House said as he used his cane to stand up.

"What do you mean ex-boyfriend?" Lisa looked from Chase then too House, then back to Chase again.

"House thinks that the person who shot you was an ex-boyfriend that decided to get back at you," Chase said. Lisa rolled her eyes and tried not to laugh,

"Right, because ex-boyfriends always come after you for revenge, with a gun."

"Wow!" House exclaimed falling to his best impression of a high school aged cheerleader. "I like her, she's very smart, do you think she would do my paper work for me?" he looked at Lisa, he expected some sort of look of confusion or anger, but instead her response made HIM somewhat confused.

"Sure, I would be happy to!" her voice sounded much like an overly perky cheerleader.

"Well then, I will leave you two alone to ponder to yourselves." With that, he limped from the room. Chase peaked at Lisa who was standing from the bed.

"Could I at least have something to wear besides this very uncomfortable gown?" she asked walking up to him, for the moment her seemed the same height as her, but then he stood up and ad she realized he had been leaning against the counter behind him.

"I'll see if I can find something," he started for the door, but then stopped and looked at her for a moment before he opened the door and walked out.

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"Did you have fun being me for a little while?" House asked as Foreman walked into the large office and threw him the small metal name tag.

"Yeah, I really see the world in a different point of view now," he said as Cameron and Chase stepped into the room.

"Have any of you heard of a man named Jackson Rippner?" Cameron asked.

"Only about everyone in the United States, why?" Chase leaned against the table.

"I talked to the nurses, they said that while she was unconscious she kept mumbling that name, 'Jackson Rippner.' Cuddy wants us to find out anything we can about him." She replied with a small shrug as if she was pleading for help.

"I could help you guys with that," all heads turned to see Lisa Reisert standing in the door way. She wasn't wearing the gown anymore though, someone had given her a pair of red pajama pants and a pink tank top, her hair was pulled back into a pony tail as she stood confidently before the team.

"Come to do my paper work?" House asked as he tossed her small blue ball.

"I'll get to that later," Cameron watched the two with raised eyebrows as Lisa tossed the ball back to House.

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"A little over two years ago I got a call from the police station, they informed me that Jackson Rippner had escaped from jail somehow and was now on the loose," Lisa said. She was sitting at the far end of the table, Chase sat farthest from her, Cameron and Foreman sat on opposite sides of each other, House stood next to his white board. "The next day I made sure to secure a copy of his file ein case he tried to disappear from the network, as he had tried to before." She opened the file that sat on the table before her, "A few days later I began to receive strange phone calls."

"Define strange," Dr Foreman said folding his hands on the table in front of him.

"I would pick up the phone, but no one would say anything, I knew someone was on the other end as I could hear their breath." Picking up one of the papers, she slid a picture of Jackson Rippner to the side closest to House, he picked it up and studied it carefully. "A few weeks after the phone calls started, I heard a knock on the door at about three o'clock in the morning." House set the picture down on the table and Cameron picked it up, "When I opened the door, it was Jackson. He claimed that someone had been hired to kill my father because of my mess up. He also promised that I would see him again soon and that if I told anyone about the meeting, he would kill my mother and her boyfriend. The next morning they found my father dead in his house," Lisa glanced at House as she said where his body was found. "I didn't see Jackson again for about a year. One week before my mother's death, he showed up on my doorstep again, only this time he was carrying a gun with and said that more people would die if I didn't come with him." The picture was passed to Chase who seemed to glare at the man that looked back at him. "The day that I was shot, I managed to catch Jackson off guard and find my way back into town, that's when the man found me, at first I thought that maybe Jackson had sent him, but then when Jackson showed up at the hospital I knew it wasn't him who shot me."

"Why, he could have simply been in disguise." Chase said as he slid the picture to Foreman.

"The man who shot, as he was standing over me, he said that we could have been a good couple,"

"You escaped, Jackson thought that there was no reason in keeping you around anymore." Cameron shrugged,

"Jackson had this thing, he said that I belonged to him, as far he was concerned we were already a couple," she looked around, but her eyes lingered on House. "Knowing him, he already knows where I am and is probably coming for me already, I say again," she looked directly into House's eyes, "I cannot stay here any longer then I already have."

Foreman let out a breath and looked down at the picture in his hands, fear prickled at his spine as he recognized the blue eyed man.

"Yeah," he said, "A few weeks ago, my girlfriend got shot, and didn't really get better after the surgery."

"Foreman, are you okay?" Cameron's voice drifted to his ears.

"Thank Dr…" he leaned forward to read the name tag that he wore pinned to his white lab coat. "House."

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COMING UP NEXT!

-"She's hallucinating again, House, she thinks you're Jackson!"

-"Lisa, you can't leave right now!"
"Chase, you don't get it, I. HAVE. TOO. GO!"

-"What are you doing in here?"
"Removing the obsticle, Dr House."

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