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A/N: I is back! So here's another chapter, I realise that I was plainly evil to leave you hanging in the last chapter … but it sure was fun :P (Muahahaha) … anyway, here's the next chapter … a little nicer? No? well, I'll let you be the judges of that :P
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House was vaguely aware of what was happening. He felt the pain in his head, neck and back, he tried to get up but nothing seemed to be responding, he tried to keep his eyes open but the blurred figures seemed intent in becoming darker and darker.
And then he blacked out.
"Chase" Cameron called the Australian doctor from the ER
"Yea?"
"You need to come in, we have an MVA coming in, EMT's say the guy's in pretty bad shape, I thought we'd better have a surgeon present" explained Cameron as the sounds from the approaching ambulance filled the ER
"Isn't Benton there?" he asked, obviously having been woken up
"He's doing a valve replacement, he'll be busy all night" she replied as the ambulance pulled up outside and two nurses rushed towards the door "look, I have to go, just hurry"
Grabbing a pair of gloves from the supply shelf and running after the nurses, Cameron prepared herself for whatever she had to do to keep her patient alive.
But nothing could have prepared her for what she saw as the door opened and the stretcher was rushed out.
"House?!" she cried looking at her ex-boss.
His neck was covered by a neck brace, his jacket was pulled open and the shirt he had on underneath was ripped to pieces, whether by the EMT's or by the accident she couldn't tell, his right leg was, from the knee to the ankle, bleeding through the jagged tares in his skin and his right shoulder seemed to be broken.
"What happened?" she asked as she walked next to the stretcher into one of the trauma rooms.
"Land Rover jeep vs Motorcycle" replied one of the paramedics
"Oh God …" whispered Cameron as they got ready to move House onto the ER bed.
"One, two …" on three, they all pulled House's body off the stretcher and placed him, as softly as possible on the bed.
After rattling off everything they had given the doctor, the paramedics made their exit, back into the streets as Cameron, two stunned nurses and, now another ER doctor began their work on House.
"I want full body x-rays, CBC, CHEM-7, tox-screen and lets get a CT of his head" said Cameron as the nurses nodded and rushed around getting the necessary materials "and someone page Dr. Wilson!"
Having arrived home five minutes earlier, Wilson was lounged on his couch, resting his back from the day of carpentering, when his pager went off.
Sighing, he reached his arm over his head, remaining in his laid back position, and read the screen.
Shaking his head and wondering when people were going to understand that he actually enjoyed his days off, he reached, again over his head, for his cell phone and dialled the extension for the ER.
"Princeton-Plainsboro Teaching Hospital, ER" came a female voice from the other side
"Yes, this is Dr. Wilson, I just received an urgent page"
"Just a minute please"
For a few seconds, Wilson just laid there staring at the ceiling until, finally, from the other end of the phone, he heard someone running and someone pick up the receiver.
"Wilson?" came Cameron's voice from the other end.
"Cameron? What is it?" he asked, recognizing, immediately, the fear in her voice.
"House …"
The rest of the explanation was pretty much a blur as Wilson sat up on the couch and stared ahead of him, Cameron's words entering his brain but making no sense.
He'd just been with House, at Cuddy's, how could he be at the hospital?
"I'll be right there" he heard himself say into the phone before springing from the couch and running out the door.
As he drove through the streets to the hospital, Wilson's mind couldn't help but turn to Cuddy. She probably didn't know yet. No, she definitely didn't know yet. If she did, she'd have called him in a panic, surely.
Which meant the hospital had actually respected the fact that she wasn't allowed to work. But it also meant that he, Wilson, would have to be the one to break it to her. And the though weighed in his brain. Cuddy loved House, she was carrying his baby, a baby who was part of a high-risk pregnancy. Finding out that Greg was injured and in hospital would do nothing good for her, and especially not for the baby.
So, resisting the urge to call her right away, Wilson decided to wait until he knew the extent of his friend's injuries. He might be fine. He might just need a little patching up, maybe a few stitches here and there, but he might be fine. Unfortunately, Wilson knew, the odds of that were very slim.
"Where is he?" he asked the nurse at the desk as he entered the ER, in response he only got a pointed finger.
Rushing past beds of teenage drunks, injured kids and sick old people, he finally entered the trauma room where his friend's unmistakable sneakers were being placed in a plastic bag.
"Cameron!"
"Wilson, thank God" she sighed calling him into the room where she and, now, Chase were examining the x-rays.
"How is he?" asked Wilson looking at House as he passed him.
The diagnostician was in a very bad state. His leg had several stitches on it and two nurses were wrapping it in bandages, he had a ventilator tube sticking out of his mouth, keeping him breathing, his eyes were closed, one side of his face was a bloody mess and one shoulder was, obviously, broken.
"He's not breathing on his own, his pupils are equal and reactive, the only drugs in his system are Vicodin and we have to wait a while longer to make sure their effect wears off before taking him into surgery to fix his shoulder" explained Cameron as she shifted towards the CT scans.
"That doesn't look good" said Chase as he examined the image of House's brain "quite a bit of swelling there" he pointed to the area of the occipital lobe
"That's probably why he's not breathing" added Wilson pointing too "the swelling is probably compressing the medulla"
Nodding, Cameron replied "I'll page Foreman, we need to relieve the pressure before he gets permanent brain damage"
"If he hasn't got any yet" added Chase turning back to his ex-boss and, seeing that the nurses had finished their job of patching up his cuts and bruises, signalled them to start wheeling him to the OR "I'll be up in the OR, I say we take care of his brain before anything else"
At that Cameron nodded but, before anything else could happen, Wilson turned back to them
"Wait!"
"What is it?" asked Cameron moving towards him as he now examined one of the x-rays
"His neck" he pointed "that disk looks a little dislocated, don't you think?"
"Nice catch" said Chase who had just joined the two
Sighing, Wilson turned back to his friend "Looks like Foreman will have to start with the neck before anything else. You can't risk doing anything else with that dislocated, he could be paralysed if something goes wrong"
Nodding, Chase clapped the oncologist on the back and said "don't worry, he'll be fine" before motioning for the nurses to start going again and following them out.
"What exactly happened?" asked Wilson still looking out the doors
"Apparently, he was turning a corner when a jeep appeared out of nowhere and caused him to swerve. The bike slipped under him and he was projected onto the pavement along his right side. He's got cuts and bruises all up his leg, torso, arm and face" she sighed
Closing his eyes and hanging his head, Wilson rubbed his eyes "what do you think?" he asked her
Looking at him, Cameron sighed "Foreman will restore the disk, drill a hole to relieve the pressure, Chase will fix his arm and, barring any brain damage, he should be fine …"
"You think he'll be fine?" asked Wilson looking at the side of her face
Looking at her shoes for a minute, Cameron sighed again "I hope he will"
TBC
Dying to see the next episode! PARTY TIME! :P
Oh! And have any of you seen Susan Boyle from 'Britain's got Talent' singing? If you haven't, I highly recommend you do. She is amazing!
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