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Chapter 11- Pistol
House
I walked into my office at noon the next day. Cameron, Foreman, and Chase were already in my office. "Cuddy came by and said you have clinic duty you need to catch up on."
"Shit," I said, "she will be the death of me. Do you think I could bribe Wilson to take it for me with another hundred bucks?"
"Maybe," Foreman said.
"Absolutely not but I will take your money," I turned and saw Elena standing at my door. She was wearing dark jeans and a black shirt with three quarter sleeves and heels with what looked to me to be spikes on them. "Pay up."
"Damn it. Aren't you supposed to be designing outfits or whatever?" I asked.
"I can do that here," she pulled out a pad of paper and a pen, "I just couldn't leave you alone House."
"More Diazepam?" I smiled and held up a syringe. I loved my wit wars with Elena.
"I'm good right now, thanks, but I'll let you know," Elena smirked at me and looked at my team, "do you have a case today? I'm sure I can take over for House, write on the board and all that."
"What would you know about diagnostic medicine?" I asked.
"I took a healthcare class in high school, but I'd just be writing on the board," I saw her smirk at me, "don't worry."
"WILSON!"
Wilson entered and he smiled, "You have clinic hours, go."
"Wanna take over for me?" I pulled out a wad of cash, "A hundred bucks. What do you say, Wilson?"
"Go, House."
"Damn," I said and walked over and touched Elena's cheek with two of my fingers, "You win, Pistol."
She smiled, "I know. Wanna do a best two out of three?"
"You and Wilson up for dinner tonight?"
"Sure," she said, "pick us up at seven. Now, go before I go get Cuddy."
"Can you even do that?"
"Cuddy actually likes me, believe it or not," she said and smirked.