Chapter 9: Ass-Kicking
August 13 2011 – (1:01 a.m.)
Mom just got back. I heard her apologize to Wilson she told him what happened. And then she cried. Mom doesn't cry. I've seen her cry before of course, because we work as a group. She lets us see her cry, and we go and let her hold us while we cry. It's the way life is. But this, this was hard core crying. Like when we found out about the cancer and Grandma died. I was scared.
House asked her about us and everything was going fine. Then he asked her why she stopped traveling. She told him about the cancer. I couldn't hear the rest. House made her cry. I warned him. Now I have to go kick his ass. God damn it. Boys are stupid. Especially fathers. Especially House.
I'm tired. I should go to bed. Mom will be up to check on us soon. She'll know if I'm faking it. She always knows. Not like House would no. Because House is a jerk. Tomorrow is Sunday. I'll go after him on Monday. If mom lets me go to the hospital with her. Whatever. Night.
Cameron stepped into her house exhausted. She had escaped from House and wandered around the city for a little while. She needed to clear her head.
Wilson opened the door and took in her disheveled appearance in one sweep.
"You okay Allie?"
"I'm assuming you talked to House?"
"He called looking for you." Wilson admitted.
"I should've stayed and talked to him, but after I told him about the cancer I had to get out of there." Her eyes welled up slightly. "I didn't expect him to find out like that - actually, I didn't expect him to find out at all."
Wilson nodded. He looked at her again and then did a double take when he saw her hand. It was red and blistered. "Allie? What happened?"
"Oh." She looked down. "Coffee spill. It doesn't hurt anymore. It was just a tiny burn."
"Let me look at it Allie." She sighed, but allowed Wilson to lead her into the house and bandage her hand.
"How were the girls tonight?"
"They were great. They get along very well for sisters."
"Cradle to grave" Allison explained. "The two of them always had each other no matter what, so they had to be friends. Fighting in strange countries with your best friend is not the best thing to do." She kissed James on the cheek.
"Thanks for watching them Jimmy; I should go make sure that they're actually asleep." He hugged her.
"You do that. I'll see you on Monday Allie, okay?"
"Bright and early, as always. Remind me and I'll buy you coffee." Wilson laughed and hugged her before he walked out.
Two Days Later (Monday, August 15 2011)
Isabella told her mother and little sister that she was going to see Uncle Jimmy and then disappeared out of her mothers office.
Dani was too engrossed in her drawing to ask if she could go with her. Both girls vehemently refused to go to the daycare upstairs, and Cameron didn't want to leave them alone.
Until school started they would spend most days at work with her hanging out. Cuddy didn't mind as long as the two stayed out of trouble.
Isabella appeared and saw House standing in front of a white board, waving a marker and yelling at three people, two men and a woman.
"Come on people think!" She looked at the white board and read the symptoms.
Chronic fatigue
Loss of appetite
Weight loss
Vomiting
Fainting
Diarrhea
Irritated
Low blood pressure
"Addison's Disease" she blurted without thinking. All four people spun around to stare at her.
"Enlighten my ducklings Isabella, why would it be Addison's disease?"
Isabella walked over and grabbed the marker from him. She circled diarrhea, nausea, vomiting and low blood pressure.
"Those four things occur in over 50 of cases of Addison's disease." She hesitated until House prompted her.
"How do diagnose and treat it?"
"You perform a simple blood test and look into their history and do a physical examination. Treatment includes glucocorticoids and mineralocorticoids. You could also prescribe Hydrocortisone and fludrocortisone."
Bella pronounced the words slowly, not wanting to say them wrong. "With those things a patient could live normally. But, they should watch out for infections which need to be treated immediately."
House banged his cane on the desk. "Should I be concerned that a ten year old just out diagnosed three adults with Medical Degree's?" There was no answer. House had been in a bad mood all day.
"It was a lucky guess" one of the men huffed. "Besides, what is a child doing wandering around the hospital?" He raised an eyebrow and then said in a voice people used to speak to babies "are you lost sweetheart?"
He looked like Chase, but had no accent. Bella could tell that he was conceded and glared at him, muttering just above a whisper.
"Sie sind ein zugestandener Idiot, der nicht eine einfache Krankheit bestimmen kann. Stoppen Sie, mich wie ein Baby zu behandeln Sie arroganter Esel."
"Actually, she's my daughter. I think that she knows how to speak like a normal person." House sent him a glare and the man shrank in his seat.
"Go confirm her diagnosis. I should just fire you all." The looked at him. "GO!" At that the three ducks scattered. He waited until they were gone and then gestured to his office.
"I have a feeling you want to yell at me, let's go in my office." She waited until he closed the door before turning on him.
"You promised me. You promised that you would not make her cry. You lied." Her eyes filled with tears, and House felt his heart break again.
"I hate you. I hate you, I hate you, I hate you. We don't need you, and I don't know why we had to come back in the first place."
She hit him in the stomach, beating the part of his body that she could reach. It had been the three girls traveling for so long, and all of a sudden they were in one place with their father who had no idea what he was doing.
House let her, knowing that he deserved it and that she wouldn't cause any harm being so tiny. He was surprised when he felt Isabella pulled away from him. Wilson was standing there holding the girl. Looking between them in concern and confusion.
"Let me go Uncle Jimmy!"
"Calm down Bella, calm down."
She shuddered in his arms, and House remembered practically being in the same position with Dani, only she had not known that he was there as she cried into Wilson.
The feeling of disgust he had for himself grew. One daughter hated him, the other was terrified that her family would leave her because of what he had done, and Allison was never going to speak to him again.
Somehow, he had to make it up to them and win his family back.
Translation: You're a conceded idiot who can't diagnose a simple disease. Stop treating me like a baby you arrogant ass.
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