Hey guys, sorry this took so long, and I'm so sorry it's so short! I do have an outline in my head for how this is going to go so it won't take as long as last time. This is just a little preview chapter! (:

*a few days later*

"Listen up class," came the patronizing voice of a man who cared about no one but his own ego. "Today, we are going to be studying..." he stopped and twirled his cane once around his fingers like a circus ringmaster, threw it up, and caught it simultaneously as though punctuating his next two words. ".. the brain!"

Kutner leaned in next to Thirteen. "Why do I have a feeling this is not actually about the brain? Either not at all, or he's going to cut one of our heads open."

"Because," came her reply. "It's House. So that means we're either going to end up drunk, arrested, dead, or fired."

"Or any combination of the four..." was Kutner's dark response, causing Thirteen to smile politely. And akin to a puppy, Thirteen could almost see his tail wagging as he saw her approval and immediately perked up.

"Something you'd like to share with the rest of the class, my stoic beauty?" interrupted House.

"What? Oh, no." said Thirteen.

"Actually, I was talking to Kutner. But thank you, for enlightening us all on how enormous your ego is. "

"Do we actually have a goal for this little get together, or are we just here to taunt Thirteen?" Said Amber rudely. "Because believe it or not, this is a hospital. And hospitals have patients. Who are supposed to have doctors."

"Why yes, more unattractive and uptight version of Thirteen, there is a point. As your next part of determining who is voted off of the island, you are all going to be part of an experiment studying the brain! Aren't you getting the fuzzies just thinking of it?" House said with a maniacal grin, and matching condescending nose scruntch.

"I don't understand. What exactly are we supposed to be doing?" Taub asked flatly.

"And for that, we go to the hat of destiny!" exclaimed House as he turned and grabbed a top hat sitting behind him that Thirteen hadn't noticed before. Peeking inside, he giggled and shook the hat, which made a sound like rustling papers. Which, as it turns out, is exactly what it was.

"Each of you are going to draw names out of this hat, and you must attain the underwear of that person. And to ensure you don't simply cheat, they all belong out of this department. Anyone who tells what's happening will be fired. Anyone who fails to complete the task will be fired. And anyone who complain will also be fired. In fact, anyone who thinks about complaining will be fired as well. Now, tiny one! You first." said House, directing his attention to Taub.

And one by one, they drew names from the hat. It was House's world. And they were living in it. When it came to Thirteen, there was only one thought in her mind. NotCameron, notCameron, notCameron. IfthereisaGod, itwillnotbeCameron. Pulling out a fortune cookie sized slip, she paused, steeling herself. Then, she unfolded the thin paper and read.

Robert Chase

Thirteen willed herself not to make an expression and quietly released a breath she didn't realize she had been holding. Robert Chase, where had she heard that name from? Maybe Cameron had mentioned him during a lunch break one day. Focusing her thoughts again, she turned her attention to her colleagues. Taub looked bored, Kutner looked confused and Amber looked... scared. Whoa. Thought Thirteen, I would hate to be Amber. Who ever that is must be Satan himself.

"So kiddies," House said. "Now that you have your prey in mind. Happy hunting!" And turned and hobbled through the glass doors, looking extremely pleased with himself, leaving the interns to look at each other curiously.

"Who'd you get?" Kutner asked Amber.

"I'm not telling you. There are probably camera's in this room. Who knows how House gets his information?" Was Amber's bitter reply.

"Well technically," Taub slyly reasoned. "He didn't actually say we couldn't talk to each other about it. Only people who don't know."

"Right," Amber said. "In that case... No." And she made her way to the door, pushed through it and headed to the elevator. Shrugging, Taub followed suit. The meeting was adjourned.

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