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» Journal: bangafewgongs
» Birthdate/Age: July 7th, 1989 (21)
» Characters Played: Dr. Jacob Glaser
CHARACTER
» Name: Dr. Remy “Thirteen” Hadley
» Fandom: House M.D.
» Reference: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Thirteen_(House) and http://house.wikia.com/wiki/Remy_Hadley
» Canon Point: Directly after 5x11 (Joy to the World) she’ll be coming from Christmas in her relative timeline.
» Gender: Female
» Age: 26
» Orientation:
Bisexual: Thirteen spends a lot of time keeping the personal aspects of her life a secret but in the episode, “Don’t ever change,” it’s remarked upon by both Foreman and House that she has a necessity to both genders and swings both ways. Neither of the two men seem surprised and Remy doesn’t go out of her way to defend herself or disprove the information but rather seems shocked that the hard outer shell she’s used to contain herself seems to be breaking. With her progressive open minded behavior and will to accept others it’s not an astonishing result to be drawn to and as a person she seems to correlate attraction based more on personality and inner workings than aestheticism, despite both having their waver in her choices.
Her sexuality is finally confirmed in the episode, “Lucky Thirteen,” where a young woman she shared a bed and night with ends up falling ill and House has to convince her to put aside herself to provide her with comfort, and confide in the choice they both know that she wants to make. She treats the young woman with nothing but compassion and affection and helps her bode through her illness while the diagnostics team works to make her better. The codependency her partners finds in her in those moments of weakness verge on romantic several times in the episode showing that it’s not only a sexual preference but a capacity to truly love another person regardless of gender or belief.
As a person Remy is very sexually accessible and liberated and tends to exert a more wild part of her personality in the bedroom setting. She shows no opposition to coital exploration and seems even to support the expansion of both preferences and pleasures behind closed doors if it means more involvement with the person in question or a deeper and more sensual connection. Sex is one area that she can completely be herself in and have to hide nothing in what she likes or how she chooses to be. While opening up may be an unbiased thing to her in an erotic setting it’s also a setting where she’s more comfortable simply being, where no explanations have to be made and she can just coexist with another person without implications being drawn or feeling ostracized.
She’s also no stranger to one night stands, either, and tends not to involve emotions where they shouldn’t have to be if that’s the circumstance. Sex is a tool to utilize gratification, she’s no stranger to that, just like she’s no stranger to getting more creative should the need arise for her. Like she’s open minded with people she’s also incredibly open minded when it comes to sex and sex is one of the few things she’ll be up front and forward about, lacking the actual intrigue and mystery she keeps present in all other company.
In “Lucky Thirteen,” House evaluates her sexual recognition as knowing that she swings both ways but preferring women as opposed to men because of the challenge, the conquest, and the control. It’s not about the inner most workings of a person it’s again her projecting herself onto people. In being involved sexually with the patient she’s correlating it to herself and the control and challenges there are focused more toward herself than her partner. As someone that’s always focused on the polar similarities in a situation and how they apply to herself it makes the most sense that although she’s bisexual she has a leaning toward women.
» Personality:
As a character Remy is introduced to us under the guise of "Thirteen," because House has chosen to bring in 40 intern candidates to compete in a mind game and a rat race for the three available spots on his team. He has them all wear number placards and Remy is given the “unluckiest number,” to represent her in the tournament. When others competing ask her about herself, including House, she replies simply that she'd rather be called Thirteen and that she isn't getting invested in anything. This mysteriousness is a trait that she keeps throughout her time at Princeton Plainsborough teaching hospital and is both an asset to her and a point of interest for Greg. She keeps herself individual to her colleagues and coworkers and it’s in this behavior that she’s seen as a separate entity from them all together and further allows House to continue singling her out. Remy is a person that prefers her personal life to be kept distant from her work and she fluidly maintains this throughout her tentative battle for the job title she idealized. She’s easily able to separate what’s important to her from what’s relative to what she’s focusing on during a case and it’s this unprejudiced and unbiased look at the two that makes her the amicable doctor that she is. The series of tests and tricks that the cantankerous genius in charge puts the remaining contestants through introduces her to key points in herself that she hadn’t yet had to address and she grows alongside the other competitors as both someone that practices medicine and a person. Thirteen’s specialty in medical practices is internal medicine but once hired she began working with Greg House, Taub, and Kutner as part of his diagnostics team.
Contrary to the secrecy and enigmatic way that she presents herself Remy is actually quite the tenacious young woman. When she truly believes in something she’s willing to put a hundred percent of herself into it, and this same trait is often the focus of the drive behind her choices. This behavior trait is essentially what made her apply to be in the running for that position under House and what compelled her to do a number of other things such as flying lessons and climbing Mount Kilimanjaro which she mentions to House is fueled by not knowing if she’ll test positive for Huntington’s, the same illness her mother died of when she was in her thirties, and the same disease she has a fifty/fifty change of contracting herself. To quote her, “You spend your whole life looking for answers because you think the next answer will change something, that it might maybe make you a little less miserable and you know that if you run out of questions you don’t just run out of answers, you run out of hope.” She says this to House after he tests her for the disease without her consent. Though a very consistent part of Thirteen is reserved and feels violated when the things she’s keeping to herself are encroached upon it’s these same things that flesh out the way she chooses to behave and the person that she chooses to be. She’s well aware of the distinct possibility in having the disease, but prefers to live her life being bold, unbridled, and filled with a tenacity to do things most would be afraid of doing because the same unknown that makes her the anomaly that she seems is the same thing that gives her choices and her experiences in the face of them purpose.
In handling people Thirteen has shown that she’s almost meditative with her opinions of them, that she’d rather spend time with them first hand before finalizing any ideas of them or analyses of their behavior on her own. This, too, ties into the time she spends buffering her own secrets and the unbigoted approach she has with everything and everyone one because of it. She’s a person that can project her own issue with the individuality and the separation of her own history onto others and it gives her more reason to spend time with them first hand before developing any ideas or thoughts on them as a person. She’s pretty open minded, in that, and has canonically been known to withhold her immediate objections and judgments in favor of giving that person or group of people a chance to truly present themselves well before she decides how she feels about them. It’s this trait that compliments her relationship with both House, and Foreman, who tend to make their own opinions on a first case and first assessment basis.
Her pattern of speech only compliments how withheld she is as a person. She’s the type to say a lot in the span of a few sentences and then reserve herself to silence, instead of holding long and emotionally reflective conversations. She’s sarcastic, with dry wit and humor of the callous and often mischievous variety and isn’t afraid to call someone out of they’re behaving petulantly or beneath the caliber she believes is right for them. She addresses Foreman, in the midst of his own rant with a controlled and obviously ironic tone in the diagnostics room saying that while she can relate to his need to “spank them,” them being the other interns that had made the mistake, that she’d really just rather move onto the next topic and find a new theory in treatment for the patient. She’s headstrong, unafraid of announcing her disapproval or disfavor for a situation and has been known to have a silver tongue in both professional and personal outlets. Her off brand and witty humor only compliments the sarcastic indifference she displays with her associates, especially in the face of their own problems, or personal exploration. She’s the person that most can go to for an impartial and objective opinion on something and this relaxed composure is something that she emanates as a person.
Despite her probable disorder and how chooses to deal with it most don’t consider her a frail person in need of protecting. She doesn’t damsel herself and is fine being independent, alone, and fighting her battles on her own. She might even go so far as to say that she prefers it. When an issue is present in her life Remy has always functioned as the island of a woman among a sea of associates and people. They’ll remind her that she’s there to help, but stubborn about it and mule headed as a whole she never accepts the offering and tries to will through the things that are bothering her on her own. She’s learned through a series of hit and miss that being able to stand on her own two feet and count on herself for guidance and stability is the only way she’s willing to live her life. Asking for help seems to be a weak point for her, ironic that showing weakness is her fear and flaw, but true. Remy has resolved herself into being the untouchable lone wolf and will separate herself from the crowd and the people that care for as long as it takes to get herself and her priorities in order once again. She’s not always right in this behavior, and often it’s against her better judgment that she takes to acting this way, but being able to support herself in the times of need and not have to lean on anyone too much is a vice to her and the individuality and independence that is displayed in these actions only further supports the foggy overtones to the more cryptic and withholding side of her personality.
Moral ambiguity is something that Thirteen displays in spades. While earlier on in her history at PPTH she was emotionally overwhelmed with guilt and grief for the mistake of not watching a patient take his pills when her diagnosis of his condition had in fact been correct; the action of not doing so killing both he and his dog. She is later seen rubbing cocaine over the line of her gums on a separate case where the action of that is fundamental to the health of who they are trying to save. She shows a broad capacity for being emotionally receptive and empathetic to the needs of other people but can at the same time disregard them or the same tendencies in herself given the correct platform and conditions to do so. It’s the ability to go that extra mile and push at the rules that connects her with House and his own moral uncertainties and makes the rest of the team act like a buffer to the lengths in which they’ll go to resolve a patient case or beckon a question unanswered. While Remy has outwardly spoken of enjoying the surprises and spontaneity that life seems to hold it’s often her more logical side that wins out when she makes more detrimental decisions in a search for answers or reason.
In her dealings with House as a whole, his sudden insight to her disease is returned with nothing but a clipped tone and callous disposition. She behaves this way when she feels emotionally vulnerable, or vulnerable at all, instead of putting walls up she simply shuts herself down and is monosyllabic in response to those that have this leverage over her or the intuition into how she acts. In the episode, “It’s a wonderful lie,” long after she’s come out of the Huntington’s closet to Greg he treats her case and their patient’s as similar endeavors and openly speaks of the parallels, the person that admits and accepts all of the answers and Remy who stows away from them and suppresses. This compatibility with someone she idealizes for being honest and is downtrodden with anxiety around because of House’s association between the two of them is integral in how she deals with being an open book as a whole and her choice to remain shut in most situations and cases. She’s unappreciative of House and his multiple attempts to out her and responds in shallow depths of negative reactions all that hide nothing of the fact that it’s truly bothering her. Remy carries on this way through most situations in which she’s capable of being on the open end of an emotional blow and it’s the callousness that’s really a defining tell when she’s frustrated, upset, or angry. If something truly affects her she shuts down and acts sharp and embittered, but if something is just an idle irritant she has no problem voicing her disagreements with it. The personality change is what defines real pain and what’s truly hurting her as opposed to something that’s more of a mild deterrent in her day.
Where she can be callous and indignant when she’s the spectacle in a situation or conversation, Remy herself is actually very liberal and open minded when it comes to the mistakes of others and the stereotypes that people place on them. Multiple times in cases with House she’s very forward with her disagreement in how he chooses so freely to pass judgment or disparage someone based on his own cardinal rules about people which are closet minded, in her opinion, and called back to more often than she’d like. “We oversimplify people, it’s how the human mind works. Everything’s on or off. Everything’s got a category.” Remy openly suggests that if no one can explain themselves in ten words that no one should have to listen to someone else do it. She’s passionate about people having the ability to remain singular and as themselves, as she chooses to be, and this behavior keys into her reactions to people as a whole and the opinions that she forms of them. (As mentioned previously.) Foreman returns to her just as perceptive as House had that, “People that have a problem with boxes are people that don’t fit in them.” Her sexuality is in question there, Thirteen being very openly bisexual, but once again when she’s been opened up for an emotional blow she bites back with a callous remark. As a person Remy tries to be empathetic to the way that other people are, because it’s how she prefers to be treated. She tries not to pass judgment, but merely accept, even when she’s wrong she’s able to rationalize that the mistake there is something she can forgive herself for, and the way that the person chooses to behave is none of her concern. She puts forward her own beliefs and projects them into situations she has to handle daily. She stays consistent in that, and respects differences for what they are instead of analyzing what they could be. In working with House exceptions to the rule have been made, but just like his rule that everyone is a liar, she has her own predisposition that everyone simply has a story.
Cool headed, quick witted, sharp, focused, and devoted are all qualities that shine true in Remy Hadley. At work and through whatever she’s facing she has the ability to remain calm, calculated, and think logically so that she might draw some beneficial results. This separation of self and sound of mind is a trait she’s accomplished through no other means than being able to stand back from a situation and act as an observing third party to it. Thirteen puts a lot of thought into what she’s going to say before she says it, and what she’s going to do before she does it. Most of her work reactions are premeditated and spent with some thought involved in them before hand. As a colleague to Taub, Kutner, and House this is a trait that makes her an exemplary co-worker. Unlike Cameron she doesn’t allow her emotions to cloud her judgment and can always resolve herself to an impartial point of view. At times, the degree of separation she asserts in such situations, whatever they be, work oriented or life oriented can bleed into her own habits or the criteria she’s desperate to meet. In these instances she’s hesitant and anxious to an obvious sense of self that those around her can see. Normally, it takes Remy but a few minutes to resolve an issue but when she’s truly struggling with something she tends to stammer over herself be it physically or otherwise and is very careful, very choosing, about what she displays and says. This hesitance and anxiety is remarked on several times by House as another one of her great tells and it’s a key tool that he uses when he has in mind to manipulate her for his own gain. While she can remove herself from a situation completely, think logically, and deduce creatively in ways that many of the academic scholars around her cannot, she’s not infallible and depending on her mood she’s just as likely to dig herself into a ditch as she is to completely solve or reason symptoms and validate a theory when working on a case.
Take away the mystery, the callousness, the tenacity, the drive, and the focus that she presents so well and you’re left with a creative thinker that draws outside of the lines and a mischievous little lark with a very deliberate sense of fun. Thirteen is well rounded and while she has her own internal struggles and her own deep seated sense of pride, she also has an innate talent for bringing out the unbridled passion for life in others that she has and displays herself. Remy will provoke a person to step outside their comfort zones and look past it to what could be and what’s available to them should they choose some freedom and spontaneity over the mundane. She’s seen frequently in canon appealing to the adolescent drive in her colleagues and getting them to bend rules and enjoy themselves, whether it be in the face of a case or simply to pass the time. Thirteen, while incredibly mature and able to rationalize well beyond what she should given her age and how far behind she is in years considering her team, can also make the distinction between walking a straight line and dancing down the street. She’s not opposed to getting the better of a coworker if it means they’ll be more open to the child within them and the sense of wonder that they’ve stopped appreciating. While her methods can sometimes be devious, and quite often key into that moral ambiguity, Thirteen just has a love for life and doesn’t allow anything to ruin it for her not even the possibility of her own diagnosis or death.
Downward spirals aren’t uncommon for Remy but they do happen and when they happen she’s known to be negligent to work, self sabotaging and self destructive. She goes out on dangerous limbs she normally wouldn’t venture to and she tries things she knows are counterproductive because it brings her solace in the face of whatever she’s struggling with. Thirteen has prior experience with drugs, promiscuity with either gender, and the deliberate disregard for her welfare that her boss House has exhibited several times in front of her. When Remy is sliding down the slope there’s no telling where she’ll end up or how far she’ll go to find peace with what she’s facing. She’s thoughtless, impetuous, and deliberate when she’s running from something and has no regard with how it will affect anyone else or those associated to her. When stuck between a rock and a hard place her tendencies are obstinate and oppositional; she’ll do whatever it takes to feel better about herself and what she’s doing or having to deal with. This reckless disregard for her character and person can be contributed to a need to prove to herself that she’s still alive despite the backlash of what she’s facing and that if she pushes the barriers if just a little, something is going to give. This is not a regular trait in Remy and only happens in the most overwhelming of situations, but it’s there, a tangible flaw in her well rounded personality. She corrupts herself in order to move forward or respect what she previously had.
Huntington’s and Remy: At the tender age of thirty Remy’s mother passed away of a degenerative cell disease called Huntington’s. The likelihood of it being passed down from her mother was about 50% and because of this knowledge Remy aspired to live as much of her life as she could in the time that she could. She speaks openly about the accomplishments she’s made simply for having a wealth of life and is often unafraid to go that extra mile to prove to herself that she can accomplish what she sets out to do where she sets out to do it. Mentioned by Thirteen in passing it was the lack of knowledge when it came to the disease that kept her pushing forward and even fueled the pursuit to work for House in the first place. She truly believed that not knowing gave her a stronger worth of life and built into her passionate choices with both herself and her career.
When tending to Amber Volakis it’s mentioned by House that her problem isn’t with seeing Amber die, she never liked Amber, it’s again another problem with the parallels and Thirteen projecting herself into a situation. A young woman, a doctor dying, reminds her all too much of herself. It’s after they’re unable to save, “Cut throat bitch,” that she finally does the test on her own, despite House already giving her the results. After she’s finished her blood report reads negative for all other cultures except Huntington’s which has been confirmed.
In the following weeks after the loss of her former colleague Thirteen gets so desperate to prove things to herself, again, based on projection that she emotionally invests herself into cases that she normally wouldn’t and acts as if she’s on personal terms with patients that bare similarities that she can grasp at herself. Taub is immediate to point out the flaw saying she has more to prove and that she’s once again stopped thinking logically, this is later proven by the patient she tries to level with by getting her to fight, to stop being a “foot stool,” and even goes so far as to mention the women’s movement as if she’s involved in it (when there has been no canon evidence to her taking a predisposition there) to get her ideas to move into fruition. The patient immediately shuts it down, “I’d rather spend my time around the birds then pretend I have wings,” in response to fighting or being reckless in the face of what’s burdening her. This silences Remy for the moment and gives her more to reflect upon regarding her own ailment and short comings. The projection of her own problems onto patients, colleagues, and friends is a repeated coping mechanism that is mentioned quite often by House with less tolerance than the rest of the team. It’s House that’s known from the start, despite her constant lying to both he and the team which she continues to do to keep herself guarded. All of them are aware that it’s clouding her medical judgment and muddling it with personal interest but House seems to be the one that continually addresses it, and continually makes it known that if it persists he wants nothing to do with her there at the hospital and that she should just return home.
As the Huntington’s progresses and her knowledge of it expands Thirteen becomes progressively more reckless, self endangering, and self destructive. She involves herself in things that will bring her instant gratification or joy and take her mind off of the internal struggle that she’s facing with the disease. Her behavior digresses until she winds up sick herself and ends up the case patient of House and his team. It’s clear that though Huntington’s is a large burden for her, coping with it is even harder, and having the knowledge of it just makes her decisions and her aptitude for working all the more difficult.
In her battle to coexist with the disease she knows will wind up killing her she builds a better resolve and becomes a stronger person because of it. She buffers herself in such a way that she doesn’t immediately shut down when it’s brought up, and can almost tolerate the discussion of it despite the fact that it emotionally tears her apart, and that the idea of death is a scary one for her. Throughout all of it Remy has never placed blame on her mom for the illness and is able to rationalize that it couldn’t be helped and that it’s just a genetic flaw that was passed down. The air of mysteriousness that is a window to her past keeps her true feelings for either of her parents shrouded but the way she regards her mother, keeps a photo of her in her wallet, it’s obvious that there’s no love lost despite the presence of the disease being in her as well. She’s just trying to do what’s best with her life against incredible odds and it’s a lot of hit and miss. Despite it all, she learns to cope with it and what it may mean for the future.
Throughout everything, Remy is most afraid of dying and the lack of control that it brings her. In the episode, “Last Resort,” she comes to terms with the fact that she doesn’t want to die and that she can fight it with everything she has through a series of taking medications that are detrimental to her for a medically sick man holding her, House, and a bunch of others at gun point. She rationalizes that while she may be ill and she might have only ten to fifteen years left that it’s better than nothing and all of the reckless endangering things she’s doing aren’t worth it if she’s going to die. She finalizes this new belief by taking a Huntington’s drug trial that Foreman suggested. She stops trying to push her own limits and chooses to simply continue on with her life as normal. It’s clear that in the face of danger, her truest desire was to continue living and by being pushed to those extremes she’s realized that everything else was obsolete.
House and Thirteen: Throughout it all, the parallels and the lack of judgment, the person she seems to most understand through that intuition and quick wit is House himself. She’s wise on his schemes, his manipulative tactics, and where she doesn’t prefer to read anyone she’s enough like him herself that the way he behaves isn’t lost on her. Their similarities, while concerning to her, are also what makes them such good work associates. They’re just different enough to compliment each other and just as familiar with each other’s tactics to keep one another in line. While neither would admit the similarities so obvious to everyone else they’re still justifiably there and easy to pick up on provided the circumstances allow it. They both go after what they want, they both strive to achieve, they’re both unafraid to state their opinion and they both prefer their own degree of secrecy and withhold themselves from any personal evaluation.
Her ability to call House on his mistakes, and the unafraid way in which she addresses him is respected by House and he returns her with the same. From the beginning when he discovered her Huntington’s he regarded her with a lack of sympathy and a forceful tone, trying to get her to see where she was wrong and how she could flourish if she only gave herself the chance. Thirteen shuts down immediately in these situations and disregards the topic all together but it’s clear in the way that she presents herself when it’s mentioned that his opinion matters to her and the fact that he can call her out on her mistakes is appreciated more than she’s willing to admit. The abrasive way in which he handles her self loathing and self pity when she finds out that she’s positive for Huntington’s compels her to keep fighting just to spite him and if it weren’t for the callous way in which they reprimanded one another they might not compliment each other as well as they do.
Thirteen is a puzzle to House, she represents a sense of intrigue in the things that she does and the way that she behaves, and House is a symbol of enlightenment to Thirteen despite her unwillingness to admit the fact. His constant pushing provides her with the initiative she needs to overcome whatever she’s facing and his own intuition when it comes to her choices leaves her feeling nude in the public eye and therein humbles her when she’s working a case or facing her own problems that are putting a damper in her productivity. House is a rock for Thirteen, enough of a mirror that she can rationalize why he behaves the way that he does and stay a few steps ahead of him despite it all.
The two of them build each other up and break each other down and despite his invasive way of handling her own emotional turmoil and how he calls her bluff time and time again despite all that she‘s withholding, she wouldn’t have it any other way because there would be no sense of growth if she quit. They keep each other growing, and going, and House is just enough of a stern opinion that it makes Thirteen able to analyze her own short comings and move forward. He pulls no stops for her and openly announces her short comings and everything that she’s trying to hide, it’s the humility there that he’s teaching her that supports their working relationship, and keeps her afloat too. To put it simply, House continually makes her confront her demons, and she’s able to improve and move forward because of that.
Thirteen and Foreman: Foreman is Thirteen’s complete opposite, said once by House that he hasn’t done anything exciting, rule breaking, or spontaneous since he was seventeen, “And that’s just sad.” He seems to level out Thirteen where House fails to make her feel supported and instead makes her blemishes known. Foreman serves as an unconditional buffer to what she’s doing, and why she’s doing it, and he realizes her shortcomings and is able to rationalize them and remark upon the misdoings in an almost paternal way that draws Remy into his stead. Whether or not it’s based upon a negligent male role in her life is yet to be defined, but there has been aforementioned assessments by House that suggest her father was a lemon or not around very often. In Foreman she finds the male support that she needs and unlike everyone she puts in a corner, his advice is still valid to her and she still regards him as what she fails to be and appreciates him because of what the represents in being so different from her.
Where she pushes her limits purposefully, Foreman never goes out of control, never exceeds expectations and doesn’t have an inclination toward rule breaking, or blatantly disregarding anything, he’s comfortable and because he’s comfortable Thirteen latches to him because she isn’t and she has a desperate search to be in the face of her disease.
They’re also relatable in the lengths that they’ll go to survive. Foreman can relate to Thirteen and her driven instinct to right herself by her disease and pursue greater heights and that higher standing of living despite it being morally ambiguous and in a lot of ways wrong. He sees the best in her in the worst situations and stands beside her choices and supports, something that Thirteen doesn’t often open herself up to. His constant pushing at her to make a connection has gotten her to open up to him, and because he can relate to the inner turmoil that Huntington’s brings her, despite not being a person that she can mirror herself with, he’s become a constant and someone that she can still depend on.
Despite their immediate differences and her preference to people that she can project toward, his going out of the way to understand why she behaves as she does is complimented only to House directly telling her where she’s wrong and it’s the indefatigable way that Foreman tries to comprehend what she’s going through and provide advice and stock to it that has her returning time and time again and not shutting down when she’s open for an emotional blow, like she does with Taub or Kutner.
It’s this comfort with Foreman that allows her to consider his opinions when it comes to her disease and surviving it. After being held at gun point and being forced to take several medications that react poorly with her disease it’s as she’s recuperating that she welcomes Foreman’s suggestion of the Huntington’s drug trial and is able to immediately forgive his walking out of the differential. Over the course of several weeks she partakes in the program and values Foreman as the bridge supporting her along the journey for wellness and to prolong her life. Ultimately it’s his consistency and receptiveness to her needs that is the reason she keeps him around long term and goes to him when she’s truly in need of help.
Despite the constant and long driven relationship between them Thirteen is still enough of an individual standing alone that she can call Foreman out on his mistakes, and verbally make note of what she doesn’t agree with. His handling of a forty year old patient with Huntington’s is remarked on by her as completely cruel and indifferent and that he’s behaving like House. Because of their bond and the receptiveness that they have to each other Foreman is able to sit back and reevaluate himself a little bit and concede that she’s correct. It’s unimportant to the person he requests about the fact but the way in which they call one another out has spurned many decisions and improvement on part of their health and personalities. The honest and unbiased way that they deal with one another is reliable and something that they both keep coming back to because they fundamentally value each other’s opinions.
» Appearance:
Standing at 5’8, Thirteen is often described as being that good looking, and aesthetically pleasing long before she’s actually made an impact on the rest of the team and the show. She’s regarded as an academic mind first instead of another pretty face but the point still stands that she’s very attractive and on the younger side as far as doctors tend to go. House mentions it a few times to other people, and her, and it’s mentioned once by Taub and another time by Kutner. She achieves to be more than what she is outwardly and holds herself in a poised and prideful stance in whatever she does as a result of this. She’s contained herself inwardly to such an extent that it’s hard to read her based on body language and tone alone and she’s proud of that. The mystery that she is doesn’t just stop at a battle of wit but seems to move forward in even the way that she presents herself or responds physically to a situation.
Statuesque in beauty Remy is slender with long legs and a curve to her torso that stops only at her rounded bosom. Her skin is a porcelain shade of white that her dark tresses seem to only compliment. The wave to them often cascade down her back and over the line of her shoulders, which are more masculine than the rest of her frame. She has the tendency to style her hair bone straight but often just ends up pulling it back into a pony tail or away from her face so she can better focus on her work. Where she has long legs she also has long arms that point into dexterous fingers that match the rest of her extending ligaments. She gives the illusion that she’s taller that she seems because of her weight and the considerable measurements.
Her chin slopes into a rounded point that sits just beneath thickly set lips where you can often find the peek of a cocky little shit eating grin. With high cheek bones her expressions are often sharp and definitive. Her nose is longer than most, rounded flat and narrowed into where her nostrils flare out. It sits just beneath her almond shaped pale blue eyes that are caged in an array of wispy feather like lashes that span outward instead of staying thickly over the pigment to her eyes. Her eyebrows above them are sharply arched and pointed and seem to make her eyes look bigger beneath them than they actually are. Thirteen doesn’t often wear makeup and it’s a rare day that she feels she needs it on the job or to better herself in a situation. She’s fine looking on the plain side if it means people will take her more seriously.
As far as clothing goes Remy tends to stick to the gender neutral clothing, with button up collared shirts and jeans over boots. She adds her own feminine accents to her clothing where she sees fit but mostly her choice of dress tends to tone her attractiveness down a notch and hide what curves and accents her body naturally has beneath them. She’s not a stranger to dresses and will wear them for special occasions but most often Thirteen seems to be a tomboy and doesn’t put a lot of effort into being outwardly pleasing to her coworkers. She’d rather be valued for her mind than her body, and though she keeps physically fit and is attractive enough for it to be noticed, she sees no point in flattering the features that are already more prominent in her appearance.
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[Remy appears on screen looking worn out, frustrated, and a little yellow. She’s been as far as the beach on Atia trying to stay on the move and figure things out and has found purchase in nothing but confusion.] I’ve tried all other windows and outlets of information but this… [She trails off and presses her lips together, swallows deeply.] I know I’m on a multicultural… melting pot of an island. I don't know why. The region confuses me. It's nowhere I've seen before. Not charted on a map, anyway.
[She moves the camera and angles it a little bit, it’s clear that she’s sitting down and removed herself from the population by possibly going into an alleyway or corner to think.] I’ve been paying attention to the feed on this network for a while, but it hasn’t given me a lot of answers. I’ve gotten the gist. That this is Atia.
I’m not so sure on the other things…
[She looks put out for a minute, rolls her head over her shoulders.] Rephrasing, I’m not completely aware of their validity. Goddesses and collars can’t be code words, if they are I've skip hop stepped right over a glaringly obvious caution: slippery when wet sign. Taking into consideration the fact that I woke up with something similar over my throat…
[She’s setting her jaw again, closing her eyes and bumping her head against whatever is behind her as she thinks.] Nevermind… I’ve established that I don’t have any answers. A summary... the condensed spark notes version... whatever you can give me, would be nice. I'm sure it's not as convoluted as it all seems.
[Remy licks her lips, and pushes her hair out of her face. When she returns to the camera her eyebrows are raised and she’s feigning a look of indifference.] And if someone could give me directions to a local hospital, there’s some things I need to take care of there.
[After managing an awkward gesture toward the feed she sags into herself a little:] Never expected to step out of Princeton in Winter and wake up in an island climate.
[She breathes:] Just goes to show that life still can surprise you. There's some irony in that if I read between the lines.
Had I known about the trip I probably would have packed an over night bag and some necessities.
[She's trying to rationalize, to calm herself.] So! Information, hospital, advice.
I'm all ears.
And don't buffer it. Give it to me straight.
» "amatomneslogs" Entry:
“I was wrong you’re not like House,” Remy moved forward to meet Foreman her sweater sliding back and forth over her hips as she went. “Well, that’s my Christmas gift to myself.” She met him within a foot of his body, their eyes connected, and she couldn’t help her smile as he said they should meet the others downstairs. She knew they weren’t going to, they weren’t going anywhere, she’d read his expression before he’d even made the decision to kiss her. When lips met lips she felt it easier to just give in, just reciprocate the action and get lost in what she was feeling. Sure, their case hadn’t gone as smoothly as anyone would’ve hoped. It had sent glaringly obvious red lights to everyone who’d been involved, but even though they couldn’t save the patient what they’d taken from the case was much more than that. They all got a daily dose of life learning from something they’d all long since left behind. She could find solace in the fact that she was never too old to take a lesson from the things she involved herself in. She was mature enough to accept that.
In her time working with Foreman she’d regarded him as many things. A love interest wasn’t one of them until now, and with the new year around the corner, and the season surrounding them it didn’t feel like such a crime to admit the attraction there or the feelings that were between them. She’d been on the medicine trial for Huntington’s for several weeks now, it brought them closer, there was no shame in what they were doing and with a newly validated opinion of him it wasn’t a far cry from what she’d been planning to do for days now but just never gathered the initiative to act upon. Making out like two love drunk teenagers before heading to the Christmas party weren’t where her mind went in that research room but as two consenting adults, and no stranger to her own habits, they both knew that they were going home together anyway.
She didn’t know where the sex had ended and the dreaming began, but there were hands at her back rutting her against a lap that was both familiar and distant. The intrusion was evident there, pulsating within her, and then gliding out in a forceful and passionate craze inducing monotony. Sweat was gathering across the bridge of her shoulders as her own thrusts beat in line with her partners. There was biting, licking, sucking, finger grabbing affection that distracted her from any light in the room or any sense of shame. Just when she thought she was going to climax she was being thrown to the cushions, their positions where changing in such a way that downcast the dominant creature that she was and though her own stomach and abdomen raised to meet their ministrations she was fine with being taken, being dominated. In a desperate search for lips she lost a breathy moan in his mouth and bit at his bottom lip to make up for it. When he did something she really enjoyed she dug her nail beds into his shoulders with poised precision, dragged them down the length of his back and gripped at his ass with every intention of lurching his lap forward so that he’d be buried in her up to the hilt.
Then everything changed.
She wasn’t with Foreman anymore, no, instead she was with Spencer. Not in control of the dream she couldn’t make herself undress her slowly, sensuously, so that she could map out a body she was already familiar with. No, she was tearing away articles of clothing, letting them hit the floor with no thought as to where they’d end up and pushing her down upon the bed. Now she was the dominant one, and she made it known. She straddled her lover, pinned her arms down and scraped her teeth over the vein in her neck. A bruising kiss there later and her lips were traveling down to meet her chest, she sucked the fine point of her nipple into her mouth and kept her still with a hand to her ribcage as Spencer’s body stuttered beneath her grasp. “Seven, my ass,” Thirteen smiled against the line of her torso and continued going further. Spencer’s smile couldn’t be seen, but it was there. “I said there was potential… maybe even a ni-” she was cut short by Thirteen tonguing her clit, moaning, quivering, and breathless pleas persisted throughout the night. The bed changes might have made her feel guilt, but there had been a lot on her mind in the past few months and she was sure Foreman would understand if she was saying some other woman’s name under her breath as she slept. Maybe. That would be handled in the morning.
The first thing to invade Remy’s senses was the chattering of birds outside and the fact that it wasn’t cold and her first need wasn’t to cling to the bedding and comforter. The sun was shining, the sky wasn’t amassed in foggy gray clouds. When it hit her vision she curled in the bed, and blocked it with her palm. “Shut the blinds,” she called out. No one answered. The birds, the sound of life, and the sun were enough to rouse her when all acknowledged together and she shot up, palms pushing her forward and then tugging the bedding around her stomach and chest. She exhaled, “What the hell.” It wasn’t spring or summer where she’d been, it was a snowy and awful mess.
Her eyes were on the window long enough that it truly surprised her when they met the rest of the room. It was definitely not the room she’d gone to sleep in. She scrambled over the mattress and to the bathroom to check the cabinets. If she could find what she’d been drugged with she could probably assess the situation better. She yanked the medicine cabinet open and then slammed it back shut when she found nothing. She went through the cabinets, the drawers, the trash. Still nothing. When she walked back into the bedroom area it was with newfound rigidity in her step. She was tense, fingers shaking from the stress, she hadn’t given herself time to look her body over but when she felt the moisture between her legs she decided to use the standing mirror aimed toward the bed to give herself a medical exam and did so after locking the door, counting to twenty, and pushing her fringe back over her head. It took fifteen minutes all told to search her body for any cuts, scrapes, or wounds. She’d spent a lot of time giving special notice and detail to the area of her thighs. Remy had initially seen the collar but swallowed back the disfavor and forced herself to finish what she was doing first before paying that any mind. She’d finished the exam with no bruises or disfigurements that she couldn’t account for. Now she wasn’t so sure she was with Foreman the night prior, and she knew that she hadn’t been with Spencer.
The collar was a simple chain and lock combination, liked you’d see at lock and key parties, and the chain didn’t have any bracket or clasp in the back for it to be taken off. There wasn’t any clamp on the front beneath the lock either. It was just a perfect ring around her throat with no way of removal and even less of a possibility to be placed on her to begin with. She thought for a moment that she’d gone to one of those parties and didn’t remember but being without a partner when she woke up she was starting to think that she was still dreaming. She calmed herself with a few rugged breaths and went in pursuit of the key. It was in turning the bedding over that she found her clothes and desperate for some relief and to no longer feel vulnerable she wasted no time in pulling them all back on. It was in not paying attention to what she was doing that she caught a part of her lower stomach with the zipper of her jeans as she pulled them up, “SHIT!” It didn’t hurt bad enough to scream profanities but it was the situation that she was being faced with that was pushing her to that extent. Everything felt nine times worse than it was supposed to. She could barely breathe, and she knew that it was the shock and panic setting in.
Once dressed she searched her pockets for her phone, the first call in mind Foreman, but she couldn’t find it. It wasn't there. Instead in place of it was the communication device and she paid it little attention as she continued to fumble over herself still in an overwhelming pursuit of the key to what was around her throat or any information as to where she was. It was looking to be futile and that made her feel worse, now on the verge of tears she gathered her things to herself and pulled her sweater tight over her looking for comfort that she couldn't gain single handedly. Thirteen slid down back against the wall and truly gave the device a hard look. It was a network. Network meant people, people meant answers. For now she wanted to get as far away from the place she’d woken up in as she could. She never blacked out and woke up where she wasn’t supposed to be, not even under the influence, and now wasn’t any different. If she’d really been drugged she’d need a tox screen. She knew that. With only sheer will power behind her actions she forced herself from the floor of the room, slowly unlocked the door, and stepped outside of it. Her hands were still shaking so she knotted them up in her over throw, and she kept focus toward the little things, things House would pick up right away, everything was now speculative and anything could hold the answers.
Leaving the palace only brought her to the realization that it was a palace. She hadn't known or been able to realize it at first and the dawning of that about knocked the wind out of her. She backed up to truly take it in and then turned to face where she was. An island. An island with a spring climate. The sun. Last she’d been in Princeton there was still snow on the sidewalks. Remy palmed her face and took a deep breath. This had to be some kind of elaborate joke, or a mistake. Maybe she was experiencing delusions and still at the hospital. The team could be working on her own case right now. She hadn’t been ill. She could reason with herself until she was blue in the face but she had to remove her judgments and predetermined opinions to truly figure it all out. She knew that. So, with nothing but finding answers in mind Remy headed into the city in search of a reasonable source of information and some facts that she could truly rely on. The shivering and chest tension calmed as she went, the sun having a healing affect to the nausea and worry she was experiencing.
» Journal: bangafewgongs
» Birthdate/Age: July 7th, 1989 (21)
» Characters Played: Dr. Jacob Glaser
CHARACTER
» Name: Dr. Remy “Thirteen” Hadley
» Fandom: House M.D.
» Reference: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Thirteen_(House) and http://house.wikia.com/wiki/Remy_Hadley
» Canon Point: Directly after 5x11 (Joy to the World) she’ll be coming from Christmas in her relative timeline.
» Gender: Female
» Age: 26
» Orientation:
Bisexual: Thirteen spends a lot of time keeping the personal aspects of her life a secret but in the episode, “Don’t ever change,” it’s remarked upon by both Foreman and House that she has a necessity to both genders and swings both ways. Neither of the two men seem surprised and Remy doesn’t go out of her way to defend herself or disprove the information but rather seems shocked that the hard outer shell she’s used to contain herself seems to be breaking. With her progressive open minded behavior and will to accept others it’s not an astonishing result to be drawn to and as a person she seems to correlate attraction based more on personality and inner workings than aestheticism, despite both having their waver in her choices.
Her sexuality is finally confirmed in the episode, “Lucky Thirteen,” where a young woman she shared a bed and night with ends up falling ill and House has to convince her to put aside herself to provide her with comfort, and confide in the choice they both know that she wants to make. She treats the young woman with nothing but compassion and affection and helps her bode through her illness while the diagnostics team works to make her better. The codependency her partners finds in her in those moments of weakness verge on romantic several times in the episode showing that it’s not only a sexual preference but a capacity to truly love another person regardless of gender or belief.
As a person Remy is very sexually accessible and liberated and tends to exert a more wild part of her personality in the bedroom setting. She shows no opposition to coital exploration and seems even to support the expansion of both preferences and pleasures behind closed doors if it means more involvement with the person in question or a deeper and more sensual connection. Sex is one area that she can completely be herself in and have to hide nothing in what she likes or how she chooses to be. While opening up may be an unbiased thing to her in an erotic setting it’s also a setting where she’s more comfortable simply being, where no explanations have to be made and she can just coexist with another person without implications being drawn or feeling ostracized.
She’s also no stranger to one night stands, either, and tends not to involve emotions where they shouldn’t have to be if that’s the circumstance. Sex is a tool to utilize gratification, she’s no stranger to that, just like she’s no stranger to getting more creative should the need arise for her. Like she’s open minded with people she’s also incredibly open minded when it comes to sex and sex is one of the few things she’ll be up front and forward about, lacking the actual intrigue and mystery she keeps present in all other company.
In “Lucky Thirteen,” House evaluates her sexual recognition as knowing that she swings both ways but preferring women as opposed to men because of the challenge, the conquest, and the control. It’s not about the inner most workings of a person it’s again her projecting herself onto people. In being involved sexually with the patient she’s correlating it to herself and the control and challenges there are focused more toward herself than her partner. As someone that’s always focused on the polar similarities in a situation and how they apply to herself it makes the most sense that although she’s bisexual she has a leaning toward women.
» Personality:
As a character Remy is introduced to us under the guise of "Thirteen," because House has chosen to bring in 40 intern candidates to compete in a mind game and a rat race for the three available spots on his team. He has them all wear number placards and Remy is given the “unluckiest number,” to represent her in the tournament. When others competing ask her about herself, including House, she replies simply that she'd rather be called Thirteen and that she isn't getting invested in anything. This mysteriousness is a trait that she keeps throughout her time at Princeton Plainsborough teaching hospital and is both an asset to her and a point of interest for Greg. She keeps herself individual to her colleagues and coworkers and it’s in this behavior that she’s seen as a separate entity from them all together and further allows House to continue singling her out. Remy is a person that prefers her personal life to be kept distant from her work and she fluidly maintains this throughout her tentative battle for the job title she idealized. She’s easily able to separate what’s important to her from what’s relative to what she’s focusing on during a case and it’s this unprejudiced and unbiased look at the two that makes her the amicable doctor that she is. The series of tests and tricks that the cantankerous genius in charge puts the remaining contestants through introduces her to key points in herself that she hadn’t yet had to address and she grows alongside the other competitors as both someone that practices medicine and a person. Thirteen’s specialty in medical practices is internal medicine but once hired she began working with Greg House, Taub, and Kutner as part of his diagnostics team.
Contrary to the secrecy and enigmatic way that she presents herself Remy is actually quite the tenacious young woman. When she truly believes in something she’s willing to put a hundred percent of herself into it, and this same trait is often the focus of the drive behind her choices. This behavior trait is essentially what made her apply to be in the running for that position under House and what compelled her to do a number of other things such as flying lessons and climbing Mount Kilimanjaro which she mentions to House is fueled by not knowing if she’ll test positive for Huntington’s, the same illness her mother died of when she was in her thirties, and the same disease she has a fifty/fifty change of contracting herself. To quote her, “You spend your whole life looking for answers because you think the next answer will change something, that it might maybe make you a little less miserable and you know that if you run out of questions you don’t just run out of answers, you run out of hope.” She says this to House after he tests her for the disease without her consent. Though a very consistent part of Thirteen is reserved and feels violated when the things she’s keeping to herself are encroached upon it’s these same things that flesh out the way she chooses to behave and the person that she chooses to be. She’s well aware of the distinct possibility in having the disease, but prefers to live her life being bold, unbridled, and filled with a tenacity to do things most would be afraid of doing because the same unknown that makes her the anomaly that she seems is the same thing that gives her choices and her experiences in the face of them purpose.
In handling people Thirteen has shown that she’s almost meditative with her opinions of them, that she’d rather spend time with them first hand before finalizing any ideas of them or analyses of their behavior on her own. This, too, ties into the time she spends buffering her own secrets and the unbigoted approach she has with everything and everyone one because of it. She’s a person that can project her own issue with the individuality and the separation of her own history onto others and it gives her more reason to spend time with them first hand before developing any ideas or thoughts on them as a person. She’s pretty open minded, in that, and has canonically been known to withhold her immediate objections and judgments in favor of giving that person or group of people a chance to truly present themselves well before she decides how she feels about them. It’s this trait that compliments her relationship with both House, and Foreman, who tend to make their own opinions on a first case and first assessment basis.
Her pattern of speech only compliments how withheld she is as a person. She’s the type to say a lot in the span of a few sentences and then reserve herself to silence, instead of holding long and emotionally reflective conversations. She’s sarcastic, with dry wit and humor of the callous and often mischievous variety and isn’t afraid to call someone out of they’re behaving petulantly or beneath the caliber she believes is right for them. She addresses Foreman, in the midst of his own rant with a controlled and obviously ironic tone in the diagnostics room saying that while she can relate to his need to “spank them,” them being the other interns that had made the mistake, that she’d really just rather move onto the next topic and find a new theory in treatment for the patient. She’s headstrong, unafraid of announcing her disapproval or disfavor for a situation and has been known to have a silver tongue in both professional and personal outlets. Her off brand and witty humor only compliments the sarcastic indifference she displays with her associates, especially in the face of their own problems, or personal exploration. She’s the person that most can go to for an impartial and objective opinion on something and this relaxed composure is something that she emanates as a person.
Despite her probable disorder and how chooses to deal with it most don’t consider her a frail person in need of protecting. She doesn’t damsel herself and is fine being independent, alone, and fighting her battles on her own. She might even go so far as to say that she prefers it. When an issue is present in her life Remy has always functioned as the island of a woman among a sea of associates and people. They’ll remind her that she’s there to help, but stubborn about it and mule headed as a whole she never accepts the offering and tries to will through the things that are bothering her on her own. She’s learned through a series of hit and miss that being able to stand on her own two feet and count on herself for guidance and stability is the only way she’s willing to live her life. Asking for help seems to be a weak point for her, ironic that showing weakness is her fear and flaw, but true. Remy has resolved herself into being the untouchable lone wolf and will separate herself from the crowd and the people that care for as long as it takes to get herself and her priorities in order once again. She’s not always right in this behavior, and often it’s against her better judgment that she takes to acting this way, but being able to support herself in the times of need and not have to lean on anyone too much is a vice to her and the individuality and independence that is displayed in these actions only further supports the foggy overtones to the more cryptic and withholding side of her personality.
Moral ambiguity is something that Thirteen displays in spades. While earlier on in her history at PPTH she was emotionally overwhelmed with guilt and grief for the mistake of not watching a patient take his pills when her diagnosis of his condition had in fact been correct; the action of not doing so killing both he and his dog. She is later seen rubbing cocaine over the line of her gums on a separate case where the action of that is fundamental to the health of who they are trying to save. She shows a broad capacity for being emotionally receptive and empathetic to the needs of other people but can at the same time disregard them or the same tendencies in herself given the correct platform and conditions to do so. It’s the ability to go that extra mile and push at the rules that connects her with House and his own moral uncertainties and makes the rest of the team act like a buffer to the lengths in which they’ll go to resolve a patient case or beckon a question unanswered. While Remy has outwardly spoken of enjoying the surprises and spontaneity that life seems to hold it’s often her more logical side that wins out when she makes more detrimental decisions in a search for answers or reason.
In her dealings with House as a whole, his sudden insight to her disease is returned with nothing but a clipped tone and callous disposition. She behaves this way when she feels emotionally vulnerable, or vulnerable at all, instead of putting walls up she simply shuts herself down and is monosyllabic in response to those that have this leverage over her or the intuition into how she acts. In the episode, “It’s a wonderful lie,” long after she’s come out of the Huntington’s closet to Greg he treats her case and their patient’s as similar endeavors and openly speaks of the parallels, the person that admits and accepts all of the answers and Remy who stows away from them and suppresses. This compatibility with someone she idealizes for being honest and is downtrodden with anxiety around because of House’s association between the two of them is integral in how she deals with being an open book as a whole and her choice to remain shut in most situations and cases. She’s unappreciative of House and his multiple attempts to out her and responds in shallow depths of negative reactions all that hide nothing of the fact that it’s truly bothering her. Remy carries on this way through most situations in which she’s capable of being on the open end of an emotional blow and it’s the callousness that’s really a defining tell when she’s frustrated, upset, or angry. If something truly affects her she shuts down and acts sharp and embittered, but if something is just an idle irritant she has no problem voicing her disagreements with it. The personality change is what defines real pain and what’s truly hurting her as opposed to something that’s more of a mild deterrent in her day.
Where she can be callous and indignant when she’s the spectacle in a situation or conversation, Remy herself is actually very liberal and open minded when it comes to the mistakes of others and the stereotypes that people place on them. Multiple times in cases with House she’s very forward with her disagreement in how he chooses so freely to pass judgment or disparage someone based on his own cardinal rules about people which are closet minded, in her opinion, and called back to more often than she’d like. “We oversimplify people, it’s how the human mind works. Everything’s on or off. Everything’s got a category.” Remy openly suggests that if no one can explain themselves in ten words that no one should have to listen to someone else do it. She’s passionate about people having the ability to remain singular and as themselves, as she chooses to be, and this behavior keys into her reactions to people as a whole and the opinions that she forms of them. (As mentioned previously.) Foreman returns to her just as perceptive as House had that, “People that have a problem with boxes are people that don’t fit in them.” Her sexuality is in question there, Thirteen being very openly bisexual, but once again when she’s been opened up for an emotional blow she bites back with a callous remark. As a person Remy tries to be empathetic to the way that other people are, because it’s how she prefers to be treated. She tries not to pass judgment, but merely accept, even when she’s wrong she’s able to rationalize that the mistake there is something she can forgive herself for, and the way that the person chooses to behave is none of her concern. She puts forward her own beliefs and projects them into situations she has to handle daily. She stays consistent in that, and respects differences for what they are instead of analyzing what they could be. In working with House exceptions to the rule have been made, but just like his rule that everyone is a liar, she has her own predisposition that everyone simply has a story.
Cool headed, quick witted, sharp, focused, and devoted are all qualities that shine true in Remy Hadley. At work and through whatever she’s facing she has the ability to remain calm, calculated, and think logically so that she might draw some beneficial results. This separation of self and sound of mind is a trait she’s accomplished through no other means than being able to stand back from a situation and act as an observing third party to it. Thirteen puts a lot of thought into what she’s going to say before she says it, and what she’s going to do before she does it. Most of her work reactions are premeditated and spent with some thought involved in them before hand. As a colleague to Taub, Kutner, and House this is a trait that makes her an exemplary co-worker. Unlike Cameron she doesn’t allow her emotions to cloud her judgment and can always resolve herself to an impartial point of view. At times, the degree of separation she asserts in such situations, whatever they be, work oriented or life oriented can bleed into her own habits or the criteria she’s desperate to meet. In these instances she’s hesitant and anxious to an obvious sense of self that those around her can see. Normally, it takes Remy but a few minutes to resolve an issue but when she’s truly struggling with something she tends to stammer over herself be it physically or otherwise and is very careful, very choosing, about what she displays and says. This hesitance and anxiety is remarked on several times by House as another one of her great tells and it’s a key tool that he uses when he has in mind to manipulate her for his own gain. While she can remove herself from a situation completely, think logically, and deduce creatively in ways that many of the academic scholars around her cannot, she’s not infallible and depending on her mood she’s just as likely to dig herself into a ditch as she is to completely solve or reason symptoms and validate a theory when working on a case.
Take away the mystery, the callousness, the tenacity, the drive, and the focus that she presents so well and you’re left with a creative thinker that draws outside of the lines and a mischievous little lark with a very deliberate sense of fun. Thirteen is well rounded and while she has her own internal struggles and her own deep seated sense of pride, she also has an innate talent for bringing out the unbridled passion for life in others that she has and displays herself. Remy will provoke a person to step outside their comfort zones and look past it to what could be and what’s available to them should they choose some freedom and spontaneity over the mundane. She’s seen frequently in canon appealing to the adolescent drive in her colleagues and getting them to bend rules and enjoy themselves, whether it be in the face of a case or simply to pass the time. Thirteen, while incredibly mature and able to rationalize well beyond what she should given her age and how far behind she is in years considering her team, can also make the distinction between walking a straight line and dancing down the street. She’s not opposed to getting the better of a coworker if it means they’ll be more open to the child within them and the sense of wonder that they’ve stopped appreciating. While her methods can sometimes be devious, and quite often key into that moral ambiguity, Thirteen just has a love for life and doesn’t allow anything to ruin it for her not even the possibility of her own diagnosis or death.
Downward spirals aren’t uncommon for Remy but they do happen and when they happen she’s known to be negligent to work, self sabotaging and self destructive. She goes out on dangerous limbs she normally wouldn’t venture to and she tries things she knows are counterproductive because it brings her solace in the face of whatever she’s struggling with. Thirteen has prior experience with drugs, promiscuity with either gender, and the deliberate disregard for her welfare that her boss House has exhibited several times in front of her. When Remy is sliding down the slope there’s no telling where she’ll end up or how far she’ll go to find peace with what she’s facing. She’s thoughtless, impetuous, and deliberate when she’s running from something and has no regard with how it will affect anyone else or those associated to her. When stuck between a rock and a hard place her tendencies are obstinate and oppositional; she’ll do whatever it takes to feel better about herself and what she’s doing or having to deal with. This reckless disregard for her character and person can be contributed to a need to prove to herself that she’s still alive despite the backlash of what she’s facing and that if she pushes the barriers if just a little, something is going to give. This is not a regular trait in Remy and only happens in the most overwhelming of situations, but it’s there, a tangible flaw in her well rounded personality. She corrupts herself in order to move forward or respect what she previously had.
Huntington’s and Remy: At the tender age of thirty Remy’s mother passed away of a degenerative cell disease called Huntington’s. The likelihood of it being passed down from her mother was about 50% and because of this knowledge Remy aspired to live as much of her life as she could in the time that she could. She speaks openly about the accomplishments she’s made simply for having a wealth of life and is often unafraid to go that extra mile to prove to herself that she can accomplish what she sets out to do where she sets out to do it. Mentioned by Thirteen in passing it was the lack of knowledge when it came to the disease that kept her pushing forward and even fueled the pursuit to work for House in the first place. She truly believed that not knowing gave her a stronger worth of life and built into her passionate choices with both herself and her career.
When tending to Amber Volakis it’s mentioned by House that her problem isn’t with seeing Amber die, she never liked Amber, it’s again another problem with the parallels and Thirteen projecting herself into a situation. A young woman, a doctor dying, reminds her all too much of herself. It’s after they’re unable to save, “Cut throat bitch,” that she finally does the test on her own, despite House already giving her the results. After she’s finished her blood report reads negative for all other cultures except Huntington’s which has been confirmed.
In the following weeks after the loss of her former colleague Thirteen gets so desperate to prove things to herself, again, based on projection that she emotionally invests herself into cases that she normally wouldn’t and acts as if she’s on personal terms with patients that bare similarities that she can grasp at herself. Taub is immediate to point out the flaw saying she has more to prove and that she’s once again stopped thinking logically, this is later proven by the patient she tries to level with by getting her to fight, to stop being a “foot stool,” and even goes so far as to mention the women’s movement as if she’s involved in it (when there has been no canon evidence to her taking a predisposition there) to get her ideas to move into fruition. The patient immediately shuts it down, “I’d rather spend my time around the birds then pretend I have wings,” in response to fighting or being reckless in the face of what’s burdening her. This silences Remy for the moment and gives her more to reflect upon regarding her own ailment and short comings. The projection of her own problems onto patients, colleagues, and friends is a repeated coping mechanism that is mentioned quite often by House with less tolerance than the rest of the team. It’s House that’s known from the start, despite her constant lying to both he and the team which she continues to do to keep herself guarded. All of them are aware that it’s clouding her medical judgment and muddling it with personal interest but House seems to be the one that continually addresses it, and continually makes it known that if it persists he wants nothing to do with her there at the hospital and that she should just return home.
As the Huntington’s progresses and her knowledge of it expands Thirteen becomes progressively more reckless, self endangering, and self destructive. She involves herself in things that will bring her instant gratification or joy and take her mind off of the internal struggle that she’s facing with the disease. Her behavior digresses until she winds up sick herself and ends up the case patient of House and his team. It’s clear that though Huntington’s is a large burden for her, coping with it is even harder, and having the knowledge of it just makes her decisions and her aptitude for working all the more difficult.
In her battle to coexist with the disease she knows will wind up killing her she builds a better resolve and becomes a stronger person because of it. She buffers herself in such a way that she doesn’t immediately shut down when it’s brought up, and can almost tolerate the discussion of it despite the fact that it emotionally tears her apart, and that the idea of death is a scary one for her. Throughout all of it Remy has never placed blame on her mom for the illness and is able to rationalize that it couldn’t be helped and that it’s just a genetic flaw that was passed down. The air of mysteriousness that is a window to her past keeps her true feelings for either of her parents shrouded but the way she regards her mother, keeps a photo of her in her wallet, it’s obvious that there’s no love lost despite the presence of the disease being in her as well. She’s just trying to do what’s best with her life against incredible odds and it’s a lot of hit and miss. Despite it all, she learns to cope with it and what it may mean for the future.
Throughout everything, Remy is most afraid of dying and the lack of control that it brings her. In the episode, “Last Resort,” she comes to terms with the fact that she doesn’t want to die and that she can fight it with everything she has through a series of taking medications that are detrimental to her for a medically sick man holding her, House, and a bunch of others at gun point. She rationalizes that while she may be ill and she might have only ten to fifteen years left that it’s better than nothing and all of the reckless endangering things she’s doing aren’t worth it if she’s going to die. She finalizes this new belief by taking a Huntington’s drug trial that Foreman suggested. She stops trying to push her own limits and chooses to simply continue on with her life as normal. It’s clear that in the face of danger, her truest desire was to continue living and by being pushed to those extremes she’s realized that everything else was obsolete.
House and Thirteen: Throughout it all, the parallels and the lack of judgment, the person she seems to most understand through that intuition and quick wit is House himself. She’s wise on his schemes, his manipulative tactics, and where she doesn’t prefer to read anyone she’s enough like him herself that the way he behaves isn’t lost on her. Their similarities, while concerning to her, are also what makes them such good work associates. They’re just different enough to compliment each other and just as familiar with each other’s tactics to keep one another in line. While neither would admit the similarities so obvious to everyone else they’re still justifiably there and easy to pick up on provided the circumstances allow it. They both go after what they want, they both strive to achieve, they’re both unafraid to state their opinion and they both prefer their own degree of secrecy and withhold themselves from any personal evaluation.
Her ability to call House on his mistakes, and the unafraid way in which she addresses him is respected by House and he returns her with the same. From the beginning when he discovered her Huntington’s he regarded her with a lack of sympathy and a forceful tone, trying to get her to see where she was wrong and how she could flourish if she only gave herself the chance. Thirteen shuts down immediately in these situations and disregards the topic all together but it’s clear in the way that she presents herself when it’s mentioned that his opinion matters to her and the fact that he can call her out on her mistakes is appreciated more than she’s willing to admit. The abrasive way in which he handles her self loathing and self pity when she finds out that she’s positive for Huntington’s compels her to keep fighting just to spite him and if it weren’t for the callous way in which they reprimanded one another they might not compliment each other as well as they do.
Thirteen is a puzzle to House, she represents a sense of intrigue in the things that she does and the way that she behaves, and House is a symbol of enlightenment to Thirteen despite her unwillingness to admit the fact. His constant pushing provides her with the initiative she needs to overcome whatever she’s facing and his own intuition when it comes to her choices leaves her feeling nude in the public eye and therein humbles her when she’s working a case or facing her own problems that are putting a damper in her productivity. House is a rock for Thirteen, enough of a mirror that she can rationalize why he behaves the way that he does and stay a few steps ahead of him despite it all.
The two of them build each other up and break each other down and despite his invasive way of handling her own emotional turmoil and how he calls her bluff time and time again despite all that she‘s withholding, she wouldn’t have it any other way because there would be no sense of growth if she quit. They keep each other growing, and going, and House is just enough of a stern opinion that it makes Thirteen able to analyze her own short comings and move forward. He pulls no stops for her and openly announces her short comings and everything that she’s trying to hide, it’s the humility there that he’s teaching her that supports their working relationship, and keeps her afloat too. To put it simply, House continually makes her confront her demons, and she’s able to improve and move forward because of that.
Thirteen and Foreman: Foreman is Thirteen’s complete opposite, said once by House that he hasn’t done anything exciting, rule breaking, or spontaneous since he was seventeen, “And that’s just sad.” He seems to level out Thirteen where House fails to make her feel supported and instead makes her blemishes known. Foreman serves as an unconditional buffer to what she’s doing, and why she’s doing it, and he realizes her shortcomings and is able to rationalize them and remark upon the misdoings in an almost paternal way that draws Remy into his stead. Whether or not it’s based upon a negligent male role in her life is yet to be defined, but there has been aforementioned assessments by House that suggest her father was a lemon or not around very often. In Foreman she finds the male support that she needs and unlike everyone she puts in a corner, his advice is still valid to her and she still regards him as what she fails to be and appreciates him because of what the represents in being so different from her.
Where she pushes her limits purposefully, Foreman never goes out of control, never exceeds expectations and doesn’t have an inclination toward rule breaking, or blatantly disregarding anything, he’s comfortable and because he’s comfortable Thirteen latches to him because she isn’t and she has a desperate search to be in the face of her disease.
They’re also relatable in the lengths that they’ll go to survive. Foreman can relate to Thirteen and her driven instinct to right herself by her disease and pursue greater heights and that higher standing of living despite it being morally ambiguous and in a lot of ways wrong. He sees the best in her in the worst situations and stands beside her choices and supports, something that Thirteen doesn’t often open herself up to. His constant pushing at her to make a connection has gotten her to open up to him, and because he can relate to the inner turmoil that Huntington’s brings her, despite not being a person that she can mirror herself with, he’s become a constant and someone that she can still depend on.
Despite their immediate differences and her preference to people that she can project toward, his going out of the way to understand why she behaves as she does is complimented only to House directly telling her where she’s wrong and it’s the indefatigable way that Foreman tries to comprehend what she’s going through and provide advice and stock to it that has her returning time and time again and not shutting down when she’s open for an emotional blow, like she does with Taub or Kutner.
It’s this comfort with Foreman that allows her to consider his opinions when it comes to her disease and surviving it. After being held at gun point and being forced to take several medications that react poorly with her disease it’s as she’s recuperating that she welcomes Foreman’s suggestion of the Huntington’s drug trial and is able to immediately forgive his walking out of the differential. Over the course of several weeks she partakes in the program and values Foreman as the bridge supporting her along the journey for wellness and to prolong her life. Ultimately it’s his consistency and receptiveness to her needs that is the reason she keeps him around long term and goes to him when she’s truly in need of help.
Despite the constant and long driven relationship between them Thirteen is still enough of an individual standing alone that she can call Foreman out on his mistakes, and verbally make note of what she doesn’t agree with. His handling of a forty year old patient with Huntington’s is remarked on by her as completely cruel and indifferent and that he’s behaving like House. Because of their bond and the receptiveness that they have to each other Foreman is able to sit back and reevaluate himself a little bit and concede that she’s correct. It’s unimportant to the person he requests about the fact but the way in which they call one another out has spurned many decisions and improvement on part of their health and personalities. The honest and unbiased way that they deal with one another is reliable and something that they both keep coming back to because they fundamentally value each other’s opinions.
» Appearance:
Standing at 5’8, Thirteen is often described as being that good looking, and aesthetically pleasing long before she’s actually made an impact on the rest of the team and the show. She’s regarded as an academic mind first instead of another pretty face but the point still stands that she’s very attractive and on the younger side as far as doctors tend to go. House mentions it a few times to other people, and her, and it’s mentioned once by Taub and another time by Kutner. She achieves to be more than what she is outwardly and holds herself in a poised and prideful stance in whatever she does as a result of this. She’s contained herself inwardly to such an extent that it’s hard to read her based on body language and tone alone and she’s proud of that. The mystery that she is doesn’t just stop at a battle of wit but seems to move forward in even the way that she presents herself or responds physically to a situation.
Statuesque in beauty Remy is slender with long legs and a curve to her torso that stops only at her rounded bosom. Her skin is a porcelain shade of white that her dark tresses seem to only compliment. The wave to them often cascade down her back and over the line of her shoulders, which are more masculine than the rest of her frame. She has the tendency to style her hair bone straight but often just ends up pulling it back into a pony tail or away from her face so she can better focus on her work. Where she has long legs she also has long arms that point into dexterous fingers that match the rest of her extending ligaments. She gives the illusion that she’s taller that she seems because of her weight and the considerable measurements.
Her chin slopes into a rounded point that sits just beneath thickly set lips where you can often find the peek of a cocky little shit eating grin. With high cheek bones her expressions are often sharp and definitive. Her nose is longer than most, rounded flat and narrowed into where her nostrils flare out. It sits just beneath her almond shaped pale blue eyes that are caged in an array of wispy feather like lashes that span outward instead of staying thickly over the pigment to her eyes. Her eyebrows above them are sharply arched and pointed and seem to make her eyes look bigger beneath them than they actually are. Thirteen doesn’t often wear makeup and it’s a rare day that she feels she needs it on the job or to better herself in a situation. She’s fine looking on the plain side if it means people will take her more seriously.
As far as clothing goes Remy tends to stick to the gender neutral clothing, with button up collared shirts and jeans over boots. She adds her own feminine accents to her clothing where she sees fit but mostly her choice of dress tends to tone her attractiveness down a notch and hide what curves and accents her body naturally has beneath them. She’s not a stranger to dresses and will wear them for special occasions but most often Thirteen seems to be a tomboy and doesn’t put a lot of effort into being outwardly pleasing to her coworkers. She’d rather be valued for her mind than her body, and though she keeps physically fit and is attractive enough for it to be noticed, she sees no point in flattering the features that are already more prominent in her appearance.
SAMPLES
» "amatomnes" Entry: (Video feed)
[Remy appears on screen looking worn out, frustrated, and a little yellow. She’s been as far as the beach on Atia trying to stay on the move and figure things out and has found purchase in nothing but confusion.] I’ve tried all other windows and outlets of information but this… [She trails off and presses her lips together, swallows deeply.] I know I’m on a multicultural… melting pot of an island. I don't know why. The region confuses me. It's nowhere I've seen before. Not charted on a map, anyway.
[She moves the camera and angles it a little bit, it’s clear that she’s sitting down and removed herself from the population by possibly going into an alleyway or corner to think.] I’ve been paying attention to the feed on this network for a while, but it hasn’t given me a lot of answers. I’ve gotten the gist. That this is Atia.
I’m not so sure on the other things…
[She looks put out for a minute, rolls her head over her shoulders.] Rephrasing, I’m not completely aware of their validity. Goddesses and collars can’t be code words, if they are I've skip hop stepped right over a glaringly obvious caution: slippery when wet sign. Taking into consideration the fact that I woke up with something similar over my throat…
[She’s setting her jaw again, closing her eyes and bumping her head against whatever is behind her as she thinks.] Nevermind… I’ve established that I don’t have any answers. A summary... the condensed spark notes version... whatever you can give me, would be nice. I'm sure it's not as convoluted as it all seems.
[Remy licks her lips, and pushes her hair out of her face. When she returns to the camera her eyebrows are raised and she’s feigning a look of indifference.] And if someone could give me directions to a local hospital, there’s some things I need to take care of there.
[After managing an awkward gesture toward the feed she sags into herself a little:] Never expected to step out of Princeton in Winter and wake up in an island climate.
[She breathes:] Just goes to show that life still can surprise you. There's some irony in that if I read between the lines.
Had I known about the trip I probably would have packed an over night bag and some necessities.
[She's trying to rationalize, to calm herself.] So! Information, hospital, advice.
I'm all ears.
And don't buffer it. Give it to me straight.
» "amatomneslogs" Entry:
“I was wrong you’re not like House,” Remy moved forward to meet Foreman her sweater sliding back and forth over her hips as she went. “Well, that’s my Christmas gift to myself.” She met him within a foot of his body, their eyes connected, and she couldn’t help her smile as he said they should meet the others downstairs. She knew they weren’t going to, they weren’t going anywhere, she’d read his expression before he’d even made the decision to kiss her. When lips met lips she felt it easier to just give in, just reciprocate the action and get lost in what she was feeling. Sure, their case hadn’t gone as smoothly as anyone would’ve hoped. It had sent glaringly obvious red lights to everyone who’d been involved, but even though they couldn’t save the patient what they’d taken from the case was much more than that. They all got a daily dose of life learning from something they’d all long since left behind. She could find solace in the fact that she was never too old to take a lesson from the things she involved herself in. She was mature enough to accept that.
In her time working with Foreman she’d regarded him as many things. A love interest wasn’t one of them until now, and with the new year around the corner, and the season surrounding them it didn’t feel like such a crime to admit the attraction there or the feelings that were between them. She’d been on the medicine trial for Huntington’s for several weeks now, it brought them closer, there was no shame in what they were doing and with a newly validated opinion of him it wasn’t a far cry from what she’d been planning to do for days now but just never gathered the initiative to act upon. Making out like two love drunk teenagers before heading to the Christmas party weren’t where her mind went in that research room but as two consenting adults, and no stranger to her own habits, they both knew that they were going home together anyway.
She didn’t know where the sex had ended and the dreaming began, but there were hands at her back rutting her against a lap that was both familiar and distant. The intrusion was evident there, pulsating within her, and then gliding out in a forceful and passionate craze inducing monotony. Sweat was gathering across the bridge of her shoulders as her own thrusts beat in line with her partners. There was biting, licking, sucking, finger grabbing affection that distracted her from any light in the room or any sense of shame. Just when she thought she was going to climax she was being thrown to the cushions, their positions where changing in such a way that downcast the dominant creature that she was and though her own stomach and abdomen raised to meet their ministrations she was fine with being taken, being dominated. In a desperate search for lips she lost a breathy moan in his mouth and bit at his bottom lip to make up for it. When he did something she really enjoyed she dug her nail beds into his shoulders with poised precision, dragged them down the length of his back and gripped at his ass with every intention of lurching his lap forward so that he’d be buried in her up to the hilt.
Then everything changed.
She wasn’t with Foreman anymore, no, instead she was with Spencer. Not in control of the dream she couldn’t make herself undress her slowly, sensuously, so that she could map out a body she was already familiar with. No, she was tearing away articles of clothing, letting them hit the floor with no thought as to where they’d end up and pushing her down upon the bed. Now she was the dominant one, and she made it known. She straddled her lover, pinned her arms down and scraped her teeth over the vein in her neck. A bruising kiss there later and her lips were traveling down to meet her chest, she sucked the fine point of her nipple into her mouth and kept her still with a hand to her ribcage as Spencer’s body stuttered beneath her grasp. “Seven, my ass,” Thirteen smiled against the line of her torso and continued going further. Spencer’s smile couldn’t be seen, but it was there. “I said there was potential… maybe even a ni-” she was cut short by Thirteen tonguing her clit, moaning, quivering, and breathless pleas persisted throughout the night. The bed changes might have made her feel guilt, but there had been a lot on her mind in the past few months and she was sure Foreman would understand if she was saying some other woman’s name under her breath as she slept. Maybe. That would be handled in the morning.
The first thing to invade Remy’s senses was the chattering of birds outside and the fact that it wasn’t cold and her first need wasn’t to cling to the bedding and comforter. The sun was shining, the sky wasn’t amassed in foggy gray clouds. When it hit her vision she curled in the bed, and blocked it with her palm. “Shut the blinds,” she called out. No one answered. The birds, the sound of life, and the sun were enough to rouse her when all acknowledged together and she shot up, palms pushing her forward and then tugging the bedding around her stomach and chest. She exhaled, “What the hell.” It wasn’t spring or summer where she’d been, it was a snowy and awful mess.
Her eyes were on the window long enough that it truly surprised her when they met the rest of the room. It was definitely not the room she’d gone to sleep in. She scrambled over the mattress and to the bathroom to check the cabinets. If she could find what she’d been drugged with she could probably assess the situation better. She yanked the medicine cabinet open and then slammed it back shut when she found nothing. She went through the cabinets, the drawers, the trash. Still nothing. When she walked back into the bedroom area it was with newfound rigidity in her step. She was tense, fingers shaking from the stress, she hadn’t given herself time to look her body over but when she felt the moisture between her legs she decided to use the standing mirror aimed toward the bed to give herself a medical exam and did so after locking the door, counting to twenty, and pushing her fringe back over her head. It took fifteen minutes all told to search her body for any cuts, scrapes, or wounds. She’d spent a lot of time giving special notice and detail to the area of her thighs. Remy had initially seen the collar but swallowed back the disfavor and forced herself to finish what she was doing first before paying that any mind. She’d finished the exam with no bruises or disfigurements that she couldn’t account for. Now she wasn’t so sure she was with Foreman the night prior, and she knew that she hadn’t been with Spencer.
The collar was a simple chain and lock combination, liked you’d see at lock and key parties, and the chain didn’t have any bracket or clasp in the back for it to be taken off. There wasn’t any clamp on the front beneath the lock either. It was just a perfect ring around her throat with no way of removal and even less of a possibility to be placed on her to begin with. She thought for a moment that she’d gone to one of those parties and didn’t remember but being without a partner when she woke up she was starting to think that she was still dreaming. She calmed herself with a few rugged breaths and went in pursuit of the key. It was in turning the bedding over that she found her clothes and desperate for some relief and to no longer feel vulnerable she wasted no time in pulling them all back on. It was in not paying attention to what she was doing that she caught a part of her lower stomach with the zipper of her jeans as she pulled them up, “SHIT!” It didn’t hurt bad enough to scream profanities but it was the situation that she was being faced with that was pushing her to that extent. Everything felt nine times worse than it was supposed to. She could barely breathe, and she knew that it was the shock and panic setting in.
Once dressed she searched her pockets for her phone, the first call in mind Foreman, but she couldn’t find it. It wasn't there. Instead in place of it was the communication device and she paid it little attention as she continued to fumble over herself still in an overwhelming pursuit of the key to what was around her throat or any information as to where she was. It was looking to be futile and that made her feel worse, now on the verge of tears she gathered her things to herself and pulled her sweater tight over her looking for comfort that she couldn't gain single handedly. Thirteen slid down back against the wall and truly gave the device a hard look. It was a network. Network meant people, people meant answers. For now she wanted to get as far away from the place she’d woken up in as she could. She never blacked out and woke up where she wasn’t supposed to be, not even under the influence, and now wasn’t any different. If she’d really been drugged she’d need a tox screen. She knew that. With only sheer will power behind her actions she forced herself from the floor of the room, slowly unlocked the door, and stepped outside of it. Her hands were still shaking so she knotted them up in her over throw, and she kept focus toward the little things, things House would pick up right away, everything was now speculative and anything could hold the answers.
Leaving the palace only brought her to the realization that it was a palace. She hadn't known or been able to realize it at first and the dawning of that about knocked the wind out of her. She backed up to truly take it in and then turned to face where she was. An island. An island with a spring climate. The sun. Last she’d been in Princeton there was still snow on the sidewalks. Remy palmed her face and took a deep breath. This had to be some kind of elaborate joke, or a mistake. Maybe she was experiencing delusions and still at the hospital. The team could be working on her own case right now. She hadn’t been ill. She could reason with herself until she was blue in the face but she had to remove her judgments and predetermined opinions to truly figure it all out. She knew that. So, with nothing but finding answers in mind Remy headed into the city in search of a reasonable source of information and some facts that she could truly rely on. The shivering and chest tension calmed as she went, the sun having a healing affect to the nausea and worry she was experiencing.