Ask and you shall recieve. Thank you SteviY for reminding me that I hadn't posted in a while. Hope you enjoy.

Thirteen walked in a few minutes late after waking up really late with Cameron.

"Glad you could join us," House told her.

"Sorry," Thirteen took a seat and picked up the chart, "What did I miss?"

"House managed to alienate an entire family," Foreman replied.

"I'm glad you're here," House told her. He put a necklace on the table, "Put this on and pretend to be Catholic. That means no googly eyes at Cameron."

"I can't-" Thirteen started.

"If you don't the patient will die," House added.

Thirteen picked up the necklace, "Fine."

"Everyone else keep anyone resembling a decent looking woman fifteen feet away from Thirteen," House told them. He looked at Cameron, "You have to look at ugly people all day because you were the last person to work. I tried to tell them there had to be another way, but they just wouldn't listen."

House walked with Thirteen to the patients room, "Remember you're Catholic."

"I know," Thirteen told him.

"So are you really dating Cameron?" House asked when they stopped at the door.

Thirteen smiled, "Are you seriously asking that?"

House shrugged, "It was worth a shot."

Thirteen walked into the room and smiled at the large family in front of her, "I'm Dr. Hadley. I hear you've been having some problems with Dr. House."

"He insulted us," a man who was sitting next to the patient said.

Thirteen smiled and walked to the monitors, "He insults everyone. He's brilliant though."

"Is that….St. Luke?" the woman in the bed asked.

Thirteen looked down at the pendant around her neck, "Yeah." She picked up the medical chart.

"Is Hadley Irish?" the woman asked.

"Mhmm," Thirteen nodded. "Have you had any breathing problems lately?"

The woman nodded, "A little bit, yeah."

"Any pain anywhere?" Thirteen asked.

"A shooting pain in my ribs every once and a while," the woman shrugged.

After she was done questioning, she tucked the chart under her arm, "I'll be back in a few minutes." She walked out and closed the door, but it opened again and a man stepped out. He was a lot younger than the man who was angry with House. He was about Thirteen's age with short blonde hair and designer clothes.

"Dr. Hadley," he trotted after her.

Thirteen turned around and looked expectantly at him.

"My mom's going to be okay right?" he asked.

"We'll do all we can," Thirteen assured him.

He put his hands in the pockets of his jeans, "Do you want some coffee or something?"

Thirteen raised an eyebrow.

"I mean, you're my mom's doctor," he smiled charmingly, "I want you to be alert."

"I'm fine," Thirteen smirked.

"Well then how about a date…over coffee. Tonight?" He asked.

Thirteen inwardly rolled her eyes, "As long as your mother is my patient, it would be unethical for me to date you."

"So you're saying you would?" he asked.

Thirteen shifted the chart in her arms, "I'm not saying anything." She turned around and walked back toward her office.

"It could be Sarcoidosis," Kutner offered.

"It could also be a wayward cold," House countered, "Kutner and Taub go run an MRI."

Thirteen looked at House awaiting instruction.

House looked at her, "You're dating Cameron."

Thirteen raised an eyebrow. "Is that medically relevant?"

"How serious is it?" House asked.

"Again, relevant?" Thirteen asked.

House leaned back in his chair, "If you're focusing on Dr. Cameron, then your mind may not be on the medicine."

"How would it be different if I were dating anyone else?" Thirteen tapped her pen on the table.

"Okay," House crossed his arms, "You can date Cameron or you can keep your job."

"So if I quit, you'll hook me up with Dr. Cameron?" Thirteen smiled.

House opened his mouth, but a beeping filled up the room. Thirteen looked at her pager, "I gotta go."

"Saved by the dying patient," House told her.

"Gotta love those dying patients," Thirteen smirked and walked out.

At lunch, Thirteen was sitting in the doctor's lounge eating her lunch and reading over a chart when Cameron walked in.

"Hey," Cameron smiled.

Thirteen looked up, "Hey."

"How's you day going?" Cameron sat down and picked up half of Thirteen's sandwich.

"We had a patient that had Encephalitis," Thirteen recounted, "And House told me I could date you or keep my job."

"Are you serious?" Cameron asked, "He can't do that."

"He won't," Thirteen shrugged.

"How do you know?" Cameron took a bite of the sandwich.

"I'm too much fun," Thirteen smirked.

Cameron chuckled, "He has no idea how much fun you can be."

Thirteen took a sip of her drink, "The patient's son hit on me."

Cameron raised an eyebrow, "Should I be worried?"

"No," Thirteen smiled, "I just find it odd that he's hitting on me when his mother is possibly dying."

"People deal with things different ways," Cameron offered.

Thirteen just shrugged.

"So was this loverboy six-two in a striped polo?" Cameron asked.

"How did you know?" Thirteen asked.

Cameron pointed to the opposite side of the cafeteria. Thirteen turned around and saw the man walk in.

Just as he spotted Thirteen, Cameron's pager went off.

"Noooo," Thirteen whined.

Cameron smiled, "Think of it this way. He has two things going for him. Good taste in clothes and fantastic taste in women."

Thirteen rolled her eyes, "Do you need any help in the ER?"

Cameron shook her head, "Everyone showed up today." She stood and picked up the remnants of her lunch. "I'll see you later."

"Thanks for nothing," Thirteen uttered as Cameron walked off and the man took her now vacant seat.

"I forgot to introduce myself," he told her, "I'm Matt."

Thirteen nodded, "Hi."

"Aren't you going to introduce yourself?" he asked.

"I'm Dr. Hadley," she replied.

He took out his card and handed it to Thirteen. "Call me if you change your mind on that coffee date."

"I'll call you if I change my mind," Thirteen replied.

He smiled again and walked off.

Cameron drummed her fingers on the steering wheel of her car while she waited for Thirteen in the parking lot.

Thirteen got in a few minutes later and laid her head back on the seat, "He's a car salesman."

"Who?" Cameron asked.

Thirteen handed her Matt's card. "Lover boy."

Cameron chuckled, "Do you think he could get us a deal on a new car if you date him?"

"Are you pimping me out?" Thirteen asked.

Cameron leaned over and kissed Thirteen, "Of course not."

Suddenly there was a loud bang on the hood of the car that startled both women followed by an "Ah-Ha!" They looked at the hood of the car and saw House pointing at them with his cane.

Thirteen opened the door and stood up, leaning on the top of the door, "So am I fired?"

"No way," House smiled, "This is so cool. Do it again."

Thirteen just got in the car and closed the door. Cameron backed out.

"You are in so much trouble for abandoning me at lunch," Thirteen laid her head back on the seat.

Cameron smiled when they stopped at a stop light. "Is there any way I can make it up to you?"

Thirteen bit her lip then smiled wickedly, "I'm sure I can think of something."