AN:/ very teny tiny review. because i think this was a cool place to cut it off and I really like it and I had it written and it was just sitting there on my computer. plus i like reviews and I've gotten a lot of them for just one measly chapter with nothing in it. so here you go, a SECOND measly chapter with nothing in it! aren't I generous. (that was sarcasm people) RTTEA is still my main focus. I just figured i didn't want to wait until that was done to post this.

Everybody Lies

Chapter Two

Originally Uploaded: Thursday January 20, 2011. 10:39PM

House was aimlessly sitting at his desk, not doing anything and enjoying it. He popped two Vicodin before he lifted his leg up to rest on top of all of the paper work he hadn't finished. He was going to try to try to catch some shut eye. You know, saving all those lives can take a lot out of you. Not three seconds after House had closed his eyes the phone on his desk rang. Without hesitation he picked it up whined like a teenager into the phone.

"Just one more minute Mom, please."

"House, not now." House only smirked and put his other hand behind his head as he replied.

"Sorry, next time I'll try to be an ass when it's more convenient." There was a heavy sigh on the other end of the line.

"Just get down to my office. Now."

"Whatever I did, it wasn't me."

"Now!" House pulled the phone away from his face to stare at it when he heard a dial tone. More for his own amusement he muttered,

"Don't people say goodbye anymore?" Reluctantly he got out of his chair and popped another Vicodin before he hobbled slowly down the hallway and to the elevator. It would only take House a whopping eight minutes to get to Cuddy's office.

As was usual for House, he barged in without knocking or any sort of warning.

"So doc, what seems to be the problem?" House watched intently as Cuddy was about to reply only for her to be interrupted by a voice from the shadows.

"As of now we aren't so certain. However I sincerely doubt that that will remain the case. That is what I'm hiring you for." House wiped around to watch a man with wide shoulders and snow white hair step out from the dark corner. It took a minute for House to place the face, but when he did he split a mischievous grin.

"I see you got out of the hospital." As if House were telling a secret he leaned towards Vlad and whispered loud enough for Cuddy to hear. "You wouldn't mind helping a brother out would ya? I've been stuck here for years now." Vlad's eyes drilled holes through House while Cuddy interrupted the two of them; understandably confused.

"Wait, you two know each other?" Turning and scoffing like Cuddy had missed the most obvious thing in the world, House explained.

"Know each other? Of course we know each other. We only spent four years going to the same college." House looked between Vlad and Cuddy. "Well techniquely we only spent one year of college together. V-man over here spent the other three years hiding in a hospital with the worst case of acne you've ever seen." Cuddy looked absolutely appalled by what House had just said to the trillionare who had given a great deal to their hospital. She was about to reprimand him for it when she was interrupted by a smooth cold voice.

"House-"

"It's alright Dr. Cuddy. We went to college together. You understand, I know how this man works." There was a moment of silence as Vlad walked to the front of Cuddy's desk and grabbed a blue file laying there. He turned and looked House straight in the eye.

"I believe you remember Jack Fenton and Maddie Caldwater?" House nodded with fake sincerity.

"Oh yeah the fat guy and the love of your life? They were the two ghost nuts right?" Vlad seethed and had to focus for the first time in years on keeping his eyes their teal blue.

"That would be correct. You may or may not have known but they have married and have a daughter and a son." House winced dramatically in fake sympathy.

"Ouch that had to hurt. Losing the girl you loved because of some fat guy's mistake and then having that same fat guy marry the girl you lost. I have to admit that's some rough stuff." House looked casually back to Cuddy who's mouth hung slightly agape because of House's behavior. House only feigned innocence.

"What? I'm sympathizing. Aren't you and Wilson trying to get me to do more of that emotion stuff?" Vlad demanded the attention be brought back to him as he spoke next.

"You will be treating their son. His name is Daniel James Fenton, age 15. I suggest you get to work." Vlad held the file out for House to take. House however didn't even spare the file being shoved into his chest a glance, let alone did he take it. Instead he nonchalantly asked Vlad a question.

"What makes you think I'll be taking this case?" House hid his surprise and slight fear at what Vlad did next. House had expected Vlad to get angry, but all he did was smile in a way that sent chills down any sane persons spine.

"You will be taking this case, because if you don't I will make your life a living hell. I do not think you realize exactly with whom you are dealing Dr. House. I am no longer the weak teenager you knew in your college days. I have every resource imaginable at my disposal. I can have you fired simply because I say so. I can revoke your medical license. I can take your apartment, your money, your dignity, all with the wave of a hand. I can take whatever I please from you Dr. House." Vlad pulled a prescription bottle of Vicodin from the pocket inside his suit pocket. He held the bottle out for House to see. House only condescendingly replied.

"No thanks I've got my…" House had reached into his pocket to take out his own bottle only to find that his regular bottle of drugs wasn't there. He looked again to the bottle in Vlad's hand and saw his name was printed on the label. That was his bottle. House went to take the pills from Vlad only to have Vlad pull his hand away.

"Whatever I please Dr. House. And there is nothing anyone can do to stop me." Vlad placed the small orange bottle in House's hand before he handed him the file.

"I believe you have some work to do. I myself, am going to check up on the boy. It would be in your best interest , I believe, if you did your job." With that Vlad spun on his heels and left the office.