A/N This isn't a vary long update, but it is an update indeed. Lots of random laughs that may be only funny to me, but oh well... Body Bag is one of my favourite songs, so if you haven't heard it, look it up. Reviews are love, but a favourite is just as nice :) Enjoy!!

Disclaimer: I do not own House, Hannah Montana, Body Bag, or the Cancer Mobile :) Don't sue

House finally made it into the room. He looked around and focused on Miley and her two friends. "What are you hiding?"

Miley's mouth dropped open. "Who are you?"-She turned to Cameron. "Who is he? What's he doing here?"

Cameron smiled reassuringly. "Hannah, this is Dr. House. He's paranoid."

"Oh, Dr. House, do you know what's wrong with me?" She asked with a puppy dog look in her eyes.

House smirked. "Oh yes, you can go home now, sweetie. You're all better now. Now, that that's done, I can go save a cute little unicorn." He snarked.

Foreman frowned on House. "What did you do that for? That was mean! You're a big Meanie head!!"

House lifted up one eyebrow. "And you're fourteen years old. What are you hiding? You are hiding something. I can smell the fear. And your friends are covering you. I sense conspiracy."

Cameron turned on him with a piercing glare. "House! Get out of here! The patient doesn't need you accusing her of lying."

He shrugged, nonchalant. "Okay. I'll leave. For now. Goodbye, my lying little popstar."

Cameron looked at Miley and smiled. "We're going to run some tests now. We'll make sure Dr. House doesn't bother you again." She turned and walked out of the room followed by Forman and Chase.

Miley turned to Lilly and whispered, "Do you think he knows? How could he have figured out when know one else...?"

Lilly shushed her. "Mi- I mean Hannah, don't worry about it. Just calm down."

"Give the doc no reason to suspect anything." Oliver said, looking around to make sure they weren't being heard. He saw Nurse Brenda and a cute blonde nurse giggling at the nurse's desk. He shot them a nasty look and turned back to his friends. "We can't talk about this anymore. We don't know who could be working for House."

Miley nodded. "You're right, Oliver. Let's just get through this as though nothing is out of the ordinary. And we'd better call Daddy and tell him we're here. Oliver, get a nurse."

Oliver walked out of her room and strolled past Nurse Brenda right to the other Nurse. "We need some help. Hannah would like to make a phone call if that's no problem." He sweet-talked, oozing a strange, cheesy charm.

The Nurse laughed. "That's no problem, honey. Tell Hannah I'll be right in. My name is Nurse Katie, by the way. If you ever need anything, anything at all, just give me a call."

Oliver gaped shamelessly as Katie turned and walked away. He slowly walked back to Hannah's bedside and sat down in one of the chairs. Miley and Lilly stared at him, confused. "Oliver, what's wrong?" Miley said, while Lilly was shaking his arm.

He snapped out of his revere, and looked back out of the door. "Umm...nothing. The Nurse will be in in a few minutes."

Lilly laughed ruefully. "Okay, Oliver. And how beautiful is she?"

His eyes bugged with the memory. "Gorgeous." He sighed. The trio laughed and decided to pass the time with a Suite Life card game.

Meanwhile...

House was sitting down in his office. The ducks were in the confrence room, pouring over medical records. Wilson was roaming the hallway in front of House's office, seemingly strutting it like a model on the catwalk. So, as House looked out the glass frount of his office from his desk, he chuckled at his friends metro-ness. Wilson glanced at him, struck a pose, then walked back down the hallway.

Back in the confrence room, Chase suddenly looked up and smiled at Cameron mischeiviously. "Cameron?"

She looked up, agitated at being disturbed. "What?"

"It's Tuesday..." he mused.

She stared at him incredulously. "Oh, for the love of-"

"You're gonna need a Body Bag!" He jumped up onto the table, scattering the files and papers across the room.

Forman also jumped up. "I'll break bones you didn't know you had! When I'm done there will be nothing left of you-"

Chase smiled. "For your friend to hold on to, when they find you cold and blue tonight..."

She sighed, giving in to their childish games. Face down in a Parking lot!!!!" The three of them collapsed with laughter into their chairs.

House opened the door, his brow questioning. The ducks assumed he was wondering why his team of brilliant doctors were singing a violent, yet somehow silly, alternative rock song. They were wrong. "Hit the Lights?" he asked.

Cameron answered. "Yeah, Body Bag. From This is a Stick-up....Don't Make it Murder..."

House laughed at the sheer tension of the moment. "Good Song. But, I believe we have a patient downstairs that's lying about something...Now scram..." As the ducks quickly gathered their things, House retreated back into the comfort of his office.

As soon as he had gotten himself comfortable and grabbed a lollipop from his desk, Cuddy was bursting through the door. "HOUSE!!!! I know you have the habit of thinking that everyone's lying to you, but this is an international popstar...a very rich popstar, I might add. Control yourself, or I'm putting Wilson in charge."

House was puzzled. "Why Wilson? He's an oncologist. Popstar doesn't have cancer. She has a lying problem."

"So, what? At least Wilson has some sanity." She scoffed, while outside House's window, Wilson rolled by on a scooter yelling, "CANCER-MOBILE AWAAAYYYY!!"

Her eyebrows furrowed. "Or maybe not. Chill out, House. Or no more PB&V sandwiches for you." She turned and left his office, aimed toward Hannah's room.

"Doctor Cuddy! Do you know what's wrong yet?" Miley smiled sweetly.

"No, Hannah. But, Doctor House has taken a-um-special interest in your case. He sould have it figured out soon."

Lilly stood and faced the administrator. "Why did Dr. House think Hannah was hiding something?"

Cuddy squirmed under the three teen's glares. "Dr. House is....paranoid. He has the tendency to think everyone lies."

"Oh..." Miley whispered.

Oliver just stared at Cuddy.