Me: Hi everyone! I know it's been a while…

Cal: What she really means is that she totally forgot about this or posting anything for that matter and is scared to death that she's pissed off her readers.

Me: Thank you Cal for voicing one of my greatest fears.

Cal: Well luv to be honest, since the truth is everything, that's what you get for not getting this up sooner.

Me: You're going to talk to me about being honest!? *Sigh* I won't go there. I'm really sorry but school started which normally wouldn't be a problem but there was some drama(some stupid idiot trying to mess with me and my friends). My friend almost committed suicide 3 times. Exams are coming up soon and right now I'm proud that I haven't ended up in an asylum with all the crazy crap going on in my life so I hope that this will make up for everything… Got any snide remarks to that Cal???

Cal: …

Me: That's what I thought, so now that I've successfully managed to bore you I'll tell you that quite sadly I still do not own Lie to Me or House they belong to Fox and their respective producers ect. Now enjoy the chappie!

An uneasy silence filled the room

"Is the patient conscious?"

Cal asked Cuddy even though his eyes never left Greg's.

"No."

"Let us know when he is, we'll need to see him."

"Alright, I'll make sure to call you the moment he wakes up."

"We're going to need a room to use as an interrogation room. It has to have a glass divider, as much glass as possible."

"There's only one room you could possibly use for that, it's House's office."

"That's fine, as long as he gets anything incredibly important out of there before tomorrow we'll be fine. Otherwise Loker will be there and then you'll have some issues. He's a curious lad and well it wouldn't be the first time he'd broken something."

House was about to protest Cal and his team using his office for an interrogation room but a look from Cuddy silenced him.

"There shouldn't be any problem there, I'll give you the tour. House could you go back with your team and try to come up with a diagnosis?"

"No, I'm going out for some drinks then I'm going home to sleep. My team can figure something out and if they haven't killed the patient by then I'll be back here at 9:30 tomorrow morning with a hangover."

Before Cuddy had much time to react House was walking, rather limping out the door.

"Is he always that rude?"

Torres wouldn't have minded giving House a good punch. There was something about him that screamed annoying. Then again Cal had that same effect on her too. Except Ria knew that Cal could probably do a lot worse than House if she pushed him too far.

"Yeah, he's always like that. You get used to it though. He's a genius, if he wasn't Cuddy would've fired him years ago."

The man who answered Ria was an Australian man, what was his name, oh right, Chase. Cal smiled inwardly, him and the blondie, Cameron, were so obviously a couple. One quick glance at Cuddy told Cal that House's being a genius wasn't the only reason why she kept him around. Cuddy smiled then led Cal and company on the hospital tour. When they got to House's office Cuddy was just about to say so when Cal cut her off.

"And this is-

"Greg's office."

"How'd you know?"

"One this seems like the room we said needed. Two it's got Greg written all over it. I mean there's an amp, a couch where he no doubt spends most of his office hours sleeping."

Then Cal smiled to himself as he picked up the empty vicodin bottle on House's desk.

"And there's vicodin on the desk."

"How'd you know he's on vicodin?"

"He kept fiddling with the bottle while we were talking."

"Wow that's very perceptive."

"We have to be, and luckily for our firm and you, we are the best at what we do."

"Oi, Dr. Cuddy, do you know any good places to eat around the Holiday Inn on 43rd?"

"Yes I do actually, there's a diner called Dave's. They've got great steaks and burgers."

"Do they serve chocolate pudding and orange slushies?"

Cal looked at Gillian and smiled, he knew she was just about to ask the same thing. Cuddy looked at them thinking them a little weird.

"Umm, I don't know."

"Do you know a place that has good Thai or Chinese?"

"Oh yeah of course, there's a place called the Palace. They've got great Chinese there, and I think I remember them having a slushy machine."

Gillian squealed in delight and Cuddy's eyebrows shot up.

"As much as I luv my wife I will never understand her luv of pudding, slushies, meat she can't see and anything else sweet enough to send someone into shock."

Cal laughed as Gillian rolled her eyes.

"Alright, FBI says they'll have the colleagues here in a few days so we'll be off, c'mon luv."

Cal held his arm out for Gillian and they started to leave when Cuddly lightly touched Cal's arm.

"Wait, here's my number and House's number in case you need anything."

"I don't need Greg's number. If I'm right Greg still doesn't like change so his number should be the same it was when we knew each other."

Lisa Cuddy just stared after them as Cal and Gillian led the way out of the building. Cal must've been very close friends with House for him to know so much. Cal smiled, knowing the reaction he had caused in Cuddy and House's team. The shuttle that had driven them there was still out front waiting for them.

"We want to got to the Palace before we go to the hotel."

The driver rolled his eyes at Torres who raised an eyebrow. The driver turned around obediently and started driving.