Sorry for the poor formatting I'm still getting use to this stuff, anyway last hapter before reviews are needed, I like this one...

Disclaimer: I don't own NCIS or House Md, if I did I would be very rich, and I am not.

Chapter 3

Dr. Gregory House had never liked going into see Cuddy (his boss). He had no problems looking at Cuddy but had never liked being called into her office. He felt like a kid being called into see the principle, and in more ways then one, that seemed like the case. He pushed open the door and entered.

Cuddy was sitting at her desk looking over a mess of papers.

"House," she said looking up, "good your here. You have a new case. A witness to a murder has been sent here by NCIS. They need you to find out what's wrong with him."

"No thanks," replied House in his usual sarcastic tone.

"House," Cuddy retorted sternly, "this isn't a suggestion. They spent a lot and time and effort getting this man here, and they need you to solve the case. No one else has a clue of what is going on."

"Sorry," said House looking at Cuddy's chest, "I was distracted , could you say it again."

Cutty rolled her eyes, but to House's amusement went to put on her jacket. "House you're taking the case. No questions." she move the file towards house who regrettably took it.

House walked out of her office with the help of his cane. He didn't really care about the case, if the government had spent a lot of money on getting the guy here he must have something weird, which is what pleases him. However, what he was dieing to know was, what the heck does NCIS stand for?

The plane landed and the special agents moved off. Steward had already been here for about 2 hours being airlifted. The day was cold and dark and the sky was covered by a ominous cloud which was starting to rain ever so slightly..

An NCIS car was already waiting to take them from the airport. No one talked very much on the drive to the hospital as the rain began to fall harder upon the window shield. Ziva and Tony had worn them selfs out, McGee was absorbed in his thoughts of his next book, which was on the verge of being completed, and Gibbs was not one to make small chat.

After a ten minute drive the NCIS car rolled up in front of the hospital. The agents walked out in their trench coats and headed for the door. The car would take their gear to the hotel they would be staying at.

The rain had really started to come down now and just the short walk to the door left the agents soaked. They emerged into a large open lobby with water dripping from their clothes.

They stood in the doorway for no longer than five seconds before they were greeted by the Hospital director, Lissa Cuddy. Tony checked the women out as she approached much to the dismay of Ziva. McGee smiled. Cuddy had to be around Tony's age maybe a little bit older, walked with a step that implied authority and reminded the team of Gibbs. Unlike Gibbs however she wore tight fitting clothing which was probably the main thing Tony was interested in.

"Hello," she said approaching them, "I assume you are the NCIS team?"

"Special Agent Anthony Dinozzo," Tony said flipping out his badge and giving her a Dinozzo smile. Ziva emitted a very quite growl that only McGee heard.

"Nice to meet you Agent Dinozzo," Cuddy replied, "your witness is already hear and we have our best man working on it. If you want to see him, he's on the third floor, Doctor Gregory House."

"Thank you," said Tony, "and you can just call me Tony." She smiled and left to head back to her office.

The team headed toward the elevators which were directly in front of them. The team got in the elevator and pushed the third floor button. As soon as the doors closed Gibbs landed another slap on the back on Tony's head.

"Eyes on the mission Dinozzo," said Gibbs.

"Yes boss."