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My thanks particularly to Dr. Cameron for all the reviews- I really love reading them!

Here's another chapter- please let me know what you think.

"And you're sure it's not serious?" The woman sitting in front of her looked anxious.

"I'm positive," the doctor reassured her, "I'm writing you a prescription for a powerful hydrocortisone cream. Follow the directions and your rash should disappear in a few days."

"And what do you think caused it, Dr. House?"

"Well, lots of different things can cause eczema- food allergies; allergies to pets; even stress. The important thing is that it's treatable, and that we can get rid of the itchiness."

"Well, I have been under a lot of pressure lately…"

Cameron tried to keep herself from sighing out loud. The patient had been there for over half an hour. She didn't have anything that her regular doctor couldn't have sorted out. Clearly she needed a sympathetic ear, but Allison had her own problems. She wasn't up to having other people dumping on her.

She opened her mouth to explain this (tactfully) to the other woman, when her pager went off.

Saved by the bell.

The doctor managed to smile apologetically and make her escape.

Before she could reply to Foreman's page, her two colleagues appeared out of nowhere. One minute, she was standing alone at the nurse's station, the next she was being flanked by two other doctors. They've been spending too much time with House, she thought idly, as she turned an enquiring gaze on them.

"We've got a problem," at Foreman's words a wave of fear washed over her: was House ok? had something happened? Before she could speak, he went on; "Three patients have just turned up at the hospital saying that they were asked to come in by Dr. House."

"Yeah, Andy Phillips, Jenny…" Chase fumbled with his files.

"…Adams, Simon Jones." Cameron finished.

"How did you know that?" the blonde's voice was tinged with surprise.

"I asked them to come in. They're our new patients." Allison explained.

"But there's three of them." Chase stated in disbelief.

She nodded patiently.

"How are we supposed to treat three patients at once?"

"Foreman, these people have been writing House emails for weeks- emails that he never responds to, or else gets me to respond to telling them that 'Dr. House in busy' when we all know that he could take on five-times more cases if he spent less time playing his Gameboy and avoiding Cuddy." Her tone was heated.

"Yeah. House is a jerk- we know. But there's no way we can take these three case together."

"Why can't we, Foreman?"

"Because it's just not possible! We already end up pulling all-nighters for one patient. How are we supposed to deal with three?"

"Very simply. Each of us is going to be in charge of a patient. We'll each get our own patient-history, and do the usual battery of tests. When those come back negative- and they will, we'll do three separate differentials and try to figure out what's wrong," she paused for a moment, "Do either of you have any preference?"

They said nothing, but stared at her like she was crazy.

"Fine. Foreman you take Simon. Chase you can have Andy. I'll take Jenny," she took her patient's file out of Chase's slackened grip and moved away, "By the way," she called over her shoulder, as she entered the elevator "We're in office space for the time being."

The two men stared at each other.

"What is going on with her?"

Chase shrugged distractedly: "This whole thing is ridiculous."

"Did you notice that she was wearing House's lab-coat?"

"How do you know it's House's?"

Foreman rolled his eyes: "It's at least three sizes too big for her- and has his name tag on it."

"Oh."

There was silence for a moment.

"There's no way this is going to work," Chase complained.

Eric shrugged: "She has got a point. We could treat more patients if we wanted too. And maybe it'll be more interesting to have our own, instead of working on the same one together."

"It's not going to work," Chase repeated.

"You sound like a broken record. I don't like Cameron being in charge any more than you do, but we're going to have to deal with it. At least there's no way that she's going to be as much as a jerk as House."

"I'm going to talk to Cuddy," Robert said decisively.

"Do whatever you want, but I think you're wasting your time."

"Why do you say that?"

"Because Cuddy put her in charge. There's no way she's going to demote her after less than six hours," he looked at his colleague with a touch of sympathy in his eyes, "you're on your own."

AN: Well, how was that? I hope you liked it- please let me know! I promise to update soon.