"Jetta…can I speak to you a moment?"
Jetta rose to her feet and smiled at the other gentlemen in the break room and followed Thirteen out into the hallway. House leaned against the counter and observed the conversation between the two women. As the conversation progressed, Thirteen's motions became more eccentric, and Jetta seemed to become all the more flirtatious. Kutner and Taub exchanged glances,
"Jetta and Thirteen, together at last," Kutner smirked.
"…I never thought I'd see the day."
House, speechless, removed himself from the break room and proceeded into his office.
Thirteen grew more and more agitated as their conversation went on,
"What the in the hell are you doing here, Jetta? I thought I told you specifically to stay away from me from now on."
Jetta began playing with the lapels of Thirteen's medical jacket and smiled,
"I thought you were just saying that because you were hung over and aren't really much of a morning person." Jetta giggled.
Thirteen took a firm grip to Jetta's wrists and removed them from her coat,
"So you think this is funny? You find humor in the fact that you could damage my career and my relationship by being here."
House began making his way outside; attempting to make get to Wilson's office. He observed the situation in the hall for a few more seconds, and the turned on his heels in the opposite direction. He froze in his tracks when he saw what was coming down the hall…
"No I don't think it's funny. I'm just trying to show you that I can be supportive. I thought maybe you and I could go out for lunch or something." Jetta spoke; leaning against the wall.
"Jetta, this ends here. It should have ended back at the hotel. But you, being the woman you are, just couldn't let it go. One night stand just has no connotation with you, does it?"
House saw Cuddy, greeting the nurses and patients as they passed her in the hallway. As her heels clicked closer and closer, his heart began beating faster and faster. He did not want her to see what was going on , no matter how much of a cold bastard he was.
Lisa caught sight of Thirteen and began making her way towards her, but then she took in the sight of the woman whom she was speaking to. Lisa took a stance beside House; listening to the scene unfold.
"Please, just leave, Jetta. If you really care about me the way you say you do, then please just leave. I can't let Lisa find out what happened." Thirteen sighed.
Just beyond Thirteen's shoulder, a stricken expression began to grow on Lisa's face.
"What makes you think that your relationship with her isn't over? You lied to her and you cheated on her. Imagine what she's gonna say when she finds out." Jetta muttered.
"She doesn't have to find out. It was a mistake. Leave it at that." Thirteen muttered through clenched teeth. Jetta merely sighed; she kissed her middle and index finger and gently placed them upon Thirteen's lips. In anger, Thirteen pulled away. Jetta smiled and made her way to the crowded elevator; disappearing among the people. Thirteen sighed and turned on her heels to begin her rounds; she then caught sight of House staring at her with a hateful fire in his eyes, and his hand on Lisa's arm. Lisa stood with her jaw unhinged and tears streaming down her face.
Thirteen's façade melted and her heart sank. House cleared his throat,
"I'll take the rounds today. Looks like you're gonna be a little side tracked." he spoke in a serious tone then hobbled down the hallway. As he passed, Lisa's eyes fell from Thirteen to the floor. Thirteen went to her; stricken speechless,
"L-Lis…I'm s-"
Lisa's tearful eyes met Thirteen's,
"When did this happen?" she spoke in as strong of a tone as she could muster. Thirteen sighed; realizing that lying would only further the problem,
"Valentine's Day. I went to the Tryst and met up with Jetta. We had drinks, and ended up in a hotel room." With every word she spoke, Lisa's heart broke even further. Lisa closed her eyes; tears seeping down her cheeks. Lisa remained speechless, and she turned and began walking at a fast pace down the hallway. Thirteen called after her,
"Lisa…Lisa!"
Thirteen hurried down the hallway; Lisa's pace didn't falter,
"Lisa, please say something to me, please. Tell me what you're thinking." Thirteen cried, on the verge of tears. Lisa stopped and quickly turned to Thirteen,
"You know what I'm thinking right now?..." her voice breaking with sobs, threatening to take over her body,
"…I'm thinking that I can't be with someone who is willing to cheat on me, hide it, and lie. I'm done, Remy." Lisa turned and continued down the hallway. Thirteen stared after her; tears streaming down her face.
Thirteen winced as she took a deep swig of the auburn liquid. She stared at the phone; time and time again she wanted to call Lisa. Maybe tomorrow…maybe tomorrow she could muster up the courage to apologize. Thirteen swallowed that last ounce of the alcohol, and placed the glass on her coffee table. She reached across the couch a turned out the light; she stared at the fire which slowly died out. As the embers glowed, her eyelids grew heavier and heavier until she slowly drifted off to sleep.
This chapter was the real chapter eight! Sorry about all the confusion and long breaks. I'm gonna go back once the story is further along and I'm gonna add more detail to this chapter!