Two down, at least one more to go. And the third is going to be the trickiest.

Forget Eddie, forget Dr. Crane. Now he has to talk to Dr. House. About something Luke knows he isn't going to like.

This'll be fun.

Someone, somewhere in House's beleaguered chain of administration, was put in charge of making sure there would be Thanksgiving for the inmates. And that someone did a half-decent job. There's turkey (squash rissoto for Harvey, believe it or not), stuffing, and potatos with gravy, canned cranberry sauce and baked yams with brown sugar. And pumpkin ( Read more... )

True to his word, Jim is returning to Arkham monday afternoon. And he's not bothered to make an appointment this time either. He just got word he's required to attend Wayne's Halloween party. And with the huge favor Wayne is doing for Harvey, Jim doesn't feel right backing out with some made up reason ( Read more... )

House has gone through eight assistants since he began at Arkham. For various reasons; The first two were idiots, the second one was lazy, the third and fourth and fifth were idiots, the sixth was stealing prescription drugs, the seventh was an idiot and today, the eighth one mailed in his notice without even coming in for his final check. The ( Read more... )

Things have been 'quiet' at the GCPD. There's still the normal buzz of a city horribly infested with crime, but with Gigante's death there was still a vacuum of power that no one had stepped up to take control ( Read more... )

( In which there are dolls. )

A small gift for a patient is not something Dr. McCoy would usually consider worthy of vetting with the superintendent. But considering the patient in question, Luke figures nothing should just be assumed to be acceptable, even if there's no actual regulation against it ( Read more... )

"Dibrell Membrane, Dibrell Membrane, please report to the Superintendent's office. Dibrell Membrane, immediately."

Shades of high school, right? Also, it sounds like House has a new assistant.

Almost immediately after depositing Simon safely in his cell, Giles is sprinting to House's office.

Partially to get his plan out before he starts to pick out it's illogical bits, and partially to beat whatever gossip the guards are spreading about him.

It could work. It could get Simon to trust him, just a little bit. Enough to get him to eat ( Read more... )

The hall seems to have been substantially quieter since the attack, and the session after. Now, this isn't precisely worrying, not with a third of the inmates having escaped, but it is noticeable. Notable even. Mostly, Eddie's gone quiet. You'd think the one inmate who chose what might be called the winning side of the confrontation would have ( Read more... )