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Author's Note:Hi!!! I'm back! sorry it took so incredibly long to post but with finals and the holidays, i hardly had time to write. other than that it becoming increasingly hard for me to finish this stupid story and start a new one (i already an idea about what to write already). so, this story will be put on hold till the holidays pass so don't expect an update anytime soon.

Thirteen

"House, the patient is crashing!" Thirteen yelped as she rushed into House's office.

"Like into a tree?"

"House, be serious. The patient is dying. Don't you getit?!" she yelped out again. She was still pissed at House for rejecting her diagnosis and she wasn't about to let House's daydreaming get in the way of her solving this case. Lately, Kutner, Taub and House were the ones to get the diagnosis correct and she was left in their dust clouds. She was sick of it and she needed to solve a case soon otherwise House might fire her.

"I get it. Where are the others?"

"I think I should leave…" Wilson said slowly rising from his chair. He had a feeling some sort of catfight was about to occur between the two stubborn doctors and let's just say he didn't want to get caught in the middle of it.

"You stay where you are. I still need that favor" House gestured toward the chair in which Wilson had been sitting and gave him the 'sit down' glare. Wilson did as he was told, obviously his hope to stay out of this was not about to come true.

"As for you…" House stood up to his full height and tried his best to give off a threatening aura which Thirteen picked up on quickly. She stepped back from him a little intimidated but determined to get her message across. "I asked where the others are."

"They're stabilizing the patient. She had another heart attack and started bleeding into her abdomen-"

"Great. Back to my favor. Wilson, I need you to talk to the patient. She obviously is hiding something and my team can't seem to get it out of her. I would do it myself but… I don't think she'll like me very much." He turned towards Wilson who seemed a little confused by something. Probably Thirteen's inability to be completely intimidated by House like Cameron had been when she was still part of the group. It was times like this where he really admired Thirteen's way with House. She was good for him and kept him grounded during work hours but, now that Cuddy was part of House's love life, it was going to be a little harder for everyone to get House's full attention on work when he was probably thinking of Cuddy doing… inappropriate things.

"Hey, snap out of it and listen to me." Wilson heard the annoyance in his voice, caused by Thirteen's intrusion and fueled by his spacing out and not paying attention to him. He stood up trying to act like he had heard what House had said but failing miserably.

"I said that I need you to talk to the patient. I think she's hiding something from us that might help"

"Why don't you do it?" Wilson asked a little absent-mindedly. House gave him the most annoyed look he could muster, mentally kicking Wilson for asking such a stupid question with such an obvious answer. "Right, stupid question. Forget I asked"

"Oh I will." He turned back to Thirteen as Wilson walked out of the office still a bit confused by all that he had witnessed. House stared at her, mentally questioning her stubbornness and her anger.

"Why are you being such a pain in the ass today? I thought we had agreed that Thursday was Kutner's day to be annoying"

"Did you say 'great' when I said the patient was bleeding into her abdomen?"

"Yes, I did. Now answer my question"

"First tell me why it is great"

"Because it reinforces my theory that the patient isn't telling us she had an affair. Little wifey has a bun in her oven that doesn't belong to hubby."

"What does it matter if she had an affair? You think the guy she slept with gave her something? Why don't you just give me the answer since you already know it?"

"So you're being a pain because you haven't come up with the right diagnosis for the last few cases? I'm right aren't I? You think I'm going to fire you because of that? Don't be stupid; I never pass up a chance to look down a hot chick's shirt."

Thirteen was silent; she didn't know what to say. House's questions were still rolling around in her head and she couldn't bring herself to answer them even though she knew the answers. House's forwardness had caught her off guard; she was stunned.

"Follow that train of thought and you might find something passable for a diagnosis. Now get out. I have to do nothing to save the patient till the last minute when I come up with some crazy epiphany" He limped back to his desk and sat down, leaving thirteen to her thoughts. She remained silent, stunned, staring at him with a look of what could be interpreted as disbelief.

House waved her away. "I bet you're waiting to wake up from some weird dream. It's not a dream; leave"

She left.