Location: 221A Baker Street, a.k.a. Dr. House and Wilson's Medical Office
Time: Mid Afternoon
Characters: Winifred Burkle, Gregory House, Neil Perry, Robert Chase, Simon Tam
Public, Private, or Semi-Private: Semi-Private
Incomplete or Complete: complete
Rating: PG
Summary: Fred stops by for a job. House gives her hell. Neil pops in. [Note: Fred
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"It's great. What exactly will I be doing?" she asked, trying to sound as positive as possible.
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He folded his arms across his chest, wrinkling the freshly ironed white collared shirt as he watched the proceedings. Seemed like the woman was getting a job and that was really all he needed to know. Neil pushed himself off the doorframe and entered the kitchen fully, opening the refridgerator and pulling out the gallon of milk. He rummaged around for a cup and poured himself a glass.
House would call him when needed or he could come and find him.
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Rubbing his leg, House felt the pain slowly return. He'd stopped carrying his Vicodin, yet he only used the morphine to sleep through the night. House didn't bother to get up, or even find a phone. He bellowed, "Hey, KID. C'mon!"
House turned his attention back to Fred. "We need you to treat the clinic patients. I'd deal with the consults and referrals. I need a... people person."
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Chase frowned. He cleared his throat a little and spoke loudly at the door "House? It's um... it's me, Dr. Chase."
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Shock? Yes, that definitely summed it up. No maybe confusion and anger. Annoyance? Hell, House didn't really know what to think, he only felt his eyes widen and his head spin with thousands of questions. And not his normal, off-the-rocker question. He had hard pressing ones, like: How did you find us? Why are you here? When are you leaving? Did Cuddy send you? Are you alone?
Well, on the bitter side (House didn't know what that meant, but folks told him to look on it all the time), out of the three ducklings House only wanted to see Chase. After what happened, well. He didn't want to see Cameron or Foreman again. Ever.
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For the second time in five minutes, Chase felt a 'What the hell?' bubbling in his brain. "Erm... hi. I... just came to..." Chase sighed, suddenly feeling completely stupid under House's expectant glare. Finally, he manages lamely, "How are things?"
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House asked, with his normal puzzled expression. "You flew nearly four hours on a plane, and then took an hour drive to pop in and say 'How are thing'? Who the hell did you kill now? God, please say Foreman."
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Still, Chase lied. And lied badly. Did House teach him anything? House always thought Chase *had* learned the most. "That's sweet. I mean shred a tear. Now, why are you *really* here?"
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