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Freya!

5 years. Five years since it all happened and 5 years since I made a solemn decision to stop living in the past and move on. A lot had happened and I really don't want to think about it - I never did but I had to get away from all the people that were reminding me of him. He was my world, he always was, and still all these years later I still don't know how I managed to leave all of my memories of him as he was lowered into the ground. He always told me that when the time came he wanted to be cremated but there was always something inside of me that wouldn't allow it.

After everything that happened, the way he got injured, the thing that initiated his slow and painful departure was not going to be the one thing that reminded me of him. He died in a fire. I wasn't going to let that be the way he was last remembered. Being placed into a casket then being incinerated at over 1000 degrees just didn't feel right to me - besides, he can moan at me when I return to him in heaven.

I know that's where he went because he was the kindest, sweetest most loving person that ever walked this earth, and I was the luckiest person to be the one he chose to spend the rest of his life with. He will continue to live with me, I will never forget him, for the rest of my life, but I have taught myself to be less dependent on that feeling I get when I think about him. Now, its more of a warm fuzzy feeling rather than a painful cold stab in the gut. I learned to rebuild my life again, and now, I live for him rather than with him. He'll be proud of me, I just know it, as he looks down at me from the beauty of the higher realm. But now, now its on me, now I can be the Gabby Dawson people have come to know, and now - I feel more confident than ever…

Chicago was a distant memory. After all, it had been five years since she had been back. All the things that reminded of him she left as she searched for the thing that made her truly happy now that she was alone. She had considered a lot of things after he passed way and things had come true that she never thought would. Today was the day that she would start her new job, one that was away from the city she called home, and one that she would find a different side of herself. This time she would find things our, make a name for herself in a different line of work; today was the day that she became a doctor. She had been tested over extensive training sessions and now she had finally done it. Graduating and finally feeling like she had achieved something after the accident, Gabby finally had that proud feeling again.

Although she left her firehouse family in Chicago and moved to New Jersey, she regularly met up with them and stayed in contact. After all, they where the people that got her though his death and she owed everything to them.

The snow had begun to fall as she got out of her car, locked it, and headed for the entrance to the hospital. She knew the building well because she trained as a student doctor here but she wasn't there to work in the ED this time, now she was up in the big league with the most well known doctor in the business. Dr Gregory House.

Head of the most famous department of Diagnostic Medicine, if not the only department of Diagnostic Medicine, she felt like she was back in the field again. The pressure of having to save the day every time weighing her down as she tried to live up to his expectations. She knew she would be fine, she always was, she just to accept every mistake and work as hard as she could to learn as quickly as she could.

The foyer was a hive of activity as Gabby walked through the main doors of the hospital, her scarf pulled up around her neck to keep out the cold. Walking up the desk, the clerk looked up and smiled at her as Gabby reached the desk.

"Hi, I'm the new intern working for Dr House. I-"
"Oh right!" the clerk interrupted as she handed her a small piece of paper. "The elevators are over there. Take it up to the third floor and then his office is round to the right." After finishing her explanation, the clerk picked up a file and headed into the clinic that was placed to Gabby's right.

Suddenly feeling extremely lost, Gabby recounted the instructions in her head 'take the elevator up to the third floor and then the office is round to the right' she repeated over and over as she walked in the direction of the elevators and jabbed the button with her index finger when she reached it. Instantaneously, the doors opened and she stepped inside pressing the 3rd floor button as she turned back around. The doors closed and she found herself being lifted into the air.

Stepping onto the floor, the sound of hustle and bustle filed the room and it effected every one of her senses.

Remembering to focus on her task of getting to her new boss's office, Gabby calmed herself and recounted the words of the clerk to herself again. 'Take the elevator up to the third floor and then his office is round to the right'. As she scanned the doors as she walked down the hallway, dodging every other nurse and doctor walking towards her, Gabby found the right door and pushed it to be exposed to the room that instantly fell silent.

The five people sat round the table seceded in conversation and all looked up at her in silence. The older man of the five grabbed the wooden cane next to him and stood up. "Not bad!" He said triumphantly as he began the short walk towards her. "Not bad at all."

To confused to follow him, Gabby stood there, her mouth open slightly as she tried to make sense of what was going on. "I don't think I follow." she said quietly.

From the other side of the room another one of the doctors piped up. "He's probably talking about the size of your breasts." The whole table giggled as the older doctor looked round at him and shot him a glare.

"I'd keep your Jewish little mouth shut if I was you Toub." he said sarcastically rolling before turning to face Gabby again. "You must be the new grad doctor then. Care to introduce yourself to the class?"

Gabby turned to face the rest of them and took a deep breath before she answered. "Hi, my name is Dr Gabby Dawson and I-"

"Okay, okay, okay - I never asked for a life story." the old doctor grumbled as he hobbled over to his chair and took a seat. "Sit down. Sit down." he insisted.

Walking over and placing her bag beside her, Gabby took a seat next to a pretty looking blonde male doctor.

"Let me introduce you to the class." the old doctor stated as he pointed his cane at each of the other doctors. "Well that's boring, bimbo and bite size." he gestured pointing at all the male doctors. "Oh and that's thirteen." he leaned away from the female doctor. "but we don't talk about her much because she refuses to-"
"House, can we just get on with the case?" She said standing up with the file and began walking towards the whiteboard.

Gabby looked to her right and the blonde male doctor smiled at her. He leaned closer so only she could hear him. "Ignore him, he likes pressing buttons." He began as he looked over his shoulder.

The fact that he spoke with an Australian accent through her and she smiled without asking herself to.

"I'm Dr Robert Chase, I've worked with House for a while."

"At least i have someone who knows the ways around him then." she laughed, he joined her in the laughter.

"Am I sensing a Midwestern accent there?" he asked out of curiosity.

Gabby smiled again and made a mental note that he was very observant. "How did you know? Not many people get it, but yeah, I'm from Chicago."

"Chicago! Ah! Well we'll get on well." he said with a smile that made his blue eyes light up like diamonds in the sky. "Now I have someone that'll moan about the weather with me." he chuckled.

"Can you two stop the mothers meeting?" House asked pointing his cane at the both of them. "We have a case."