A/N: Sorry it took so long to post. Studying up on Romeo and Juliet is a pain, especailly when you're Juliet and you've been sick for some of the important scenes. Sorry yet again!

Chapter 3: Betting

Thirteen, Chase, Foreman, and Taub set in the work room, bored out of their minds. They were use to House being late, but this was rediculas. Foreman set reading his newspaper, Thirteen fixing her make-up, Taub and Chase playing on a pair of Nitendo DS's. MarioCart was more interesting then going down to Cuddy's office and standing in line while she dished out clinic duties. Foreman was about to go talk to Wilson to see if he'd seen house when the fearless leader came limping in.

"Twenty-seven year-old patient takes a swan dive off a bridge not far from here." House said.

"Yeah...and?" Forman asked.

"I pulled him out." House said, giving them that 'eat shit and die' look.

"Do you want a medal?" Chase asked as he stowed his DS and looked at his boss. House glared at him. "Sir."

"What's with the 'tudes this morning?" House asked. "I'm the only one around here who's allowed to have a 'tude."

"We're just tired, that's all." Thirteen said as she put her make-up back into her purse. House went to the whiteboard and wrote the patients name clearly on the board in black ink.

"Well, if you weren't out at all hours of the night at a bar, then you wouldn't have to cake on the make-up." House said without turning around. Thirteen touched her face and looked at Taub, who just shrugged. He wasn't getting involved in this. House already like to make jabs at him, and for once he wasn't.

"Wh..." Thirteen began to ask, but House cut her off.

"I could see the dark circles a mile away." House said. "Anyway, let's get to the patient."

"There is no patient." Foreman said, standing and walking to stand by House. "And he just has a first name at that. Sam. It's one syllable and easily the most used alias in the world."

"Taub, feel free to jump in any time." House said. "I could use your smart ass opinion too." Taub began to say something, but Chase grabbed his shoulder and gave him THE look. In this office, that look meant 'shut-the-hell-up-and-don't-aruge-with-him'. "Annnywayyyy, twenty-seven SAM swan dived off a bridge right in front of my motorcycle. He jumped into the water and I pulled him out." House said.

"How'd you pull him out?" Taub asked. House smirked.

"So, the zombies do speak." House said. "Go get you a nice steaming bowl of brains and join the group." Taub rolled his eyes. "Anyway, I pulled him out with my cane. Used it like a shepards hook, around his neck..."

"Well, no wonder he needs sever medical attention." Cuddy said as she entered the room. House sighed and rolled his eyes.

"Mommy, I'm sorry I didn't make it in by cerfew." House said as he turned to look at Cuddy.

"House, that poor boy is having so much trouble breathing. He could sue!"

"He could sue me, NOT the hospital, and I don't know why he'd sure me, because I just saved his life." House said.

"Well, maybe he didn't want saving." Thirteen said. "I mean, it sounds like it was a simple jump to end it all." House rolled his eyes. There was just something about the kid that didn't say suicidal. He didn't think that he would do that to himself, and even though he thought that everyone lied about something, he had pretty good judge of character when he found a certain person he wanted to cling to.

"I'm just going to send him to the ER and have him checked out, then I'm going to call his family and we can discuss possible therpy sessions. There is no case here." Cuddy said. House took his cane and walked past her.

"I bet I can find one thing wrong with him by the end of the day that will allow me to stay on the case." He said. Cuddy smiled. She always loved it when House decided that he wanted to make a bet. She always ended up having someone to cover clinic duties.

"You're on." She said, shaking his hand. "Until the end of the day. No later."

"Yes mommy." House said before he left the room. The team just set there. House popped back in not even a moment later. "Oh, you're all involved in the bet, so let's go." Then he quickly left again. Everyone rolled their eyes and sighed, but left the room anyway. Cuddy couldn't help but laugh.

So, will House win his bet? Is there something wrong with Sam other than what is obvious? Oh, and I was debating on the new team of the old team, so I flipped a coin and it picked new. I may do a story involving the old team, but idk. Please review pretty please!