They had three days before Rob's time limit ran out. They were doing all they could, and even that wasn't good enough. Wouldn't stop him from finding the diagnosis even if Rob was dead, but even he didn't want it to resort to the answer cracking him in the face during the autopsy. It would mean House lost. House doesn't lose ( Read more... )

Pain was something that Faith was all too familiar with. As a Slayer it came with the territory; fractures, cuts, bruises, broken bones, sprains- all varying degrees of injury and all a bitch to deal with. To say that she had a high pain tolerance was like saying the sky was blue. It was a simple fact that she'd come to acknowledge over the course ( Read more... )

Rob had suffered a pulmonary embolism which cut the blood supply to his lungs and stopped his breathing. But that was just the start. Chase couldn’t quite believe how rapidly Rob deteriorated once they took him off that medication. The time frame was spot on, but Chase didn’t think even House expected Rob to crash like he did. PE was the most ( Read more... )

[About two hours after THIS]Rob really felt like hitting something - or someone - when he woke up again a couple of hours later. He couldn’t take any more of this. He wanted it over, either way. His breathing was shallow and laboured as he opened his eyes just a little to take in his surroundings. He had no recollection of the last couple of hours ( Read more... )

[Set about lunch time]Rob felt like he could hardly keep his eyes open. It was becoming more and more difficult to hold his head up, too. That wasn’t helping the uncomfortable restless feeling crawling all over him that he didn’t even have the luxury of tossing and turning to cater to it. He tried to shift in the bed, but it just sent bolts of pain ( Read more... )

Rob's neck was so stiff and his head so painful by now that movement was nearly a luxury. When he wasn't suffering seizures or passed out cold after them, for some reason, he was wide awake and starkly aware of everything around him. He was aware he was sick, he was aware how white the walls were, he was aware of the catheter, he was aware that the ( Read more... )

Two deaths now. There was no doubt about a link. Three patients presenting in the morning, and another four with similar symptoms by dinner time. There was no sense blowing out everyone's arse anymore - it was an epidemic, plain and simple. If only they knew what is was. But that would be too easy, wouldn't it ( Read more... )

[Simultaneous to THIS, with permission from Chase and Wilson muns for Wesley to be a nosey bastard]Wesley decided he rocked as a janitor. In fact, he was pretty sure he made it look hot. Not that he would ever be a janitor for a hospital. Like he wanted to make a living cleaning up piss and puke, and that was probably the less disgusting stuff. He ( Read more... )

Rob laid his arm across the circumference of the toilet bowl and rested his drenched forehead against his elbow. He tried to swallow away the horrible taste in his mouth, but it just seemed to aggravate the tickle right at the back of his throat and caused him to break into another coughing fit which just led to another wave of vomiting. Bad ( Read more... )