Disclaimer: Ditto. They’re still not mine unfortunately. Nothing from The Shining, nothing from House. Basically all these situations come from The Shining, characters from House, with some of my own dialogue.

A/N: R&R, please. Thanks to the…two of you who did! I would’ve review replied, except email alert is down, right? OK. Umm, Chase will be thinking to himself in this chapter, that’s the whole Chase talking to himself thing…he’s supposed to be taking Danny’s place in this story, k? I thought that would be good because in the movie, Jack hurts Danny, in House, House punched Chase. Cameron will be Wendy I suppose…and House of course is Jack. Everyone else I suppose is just along for the ride. :) On to Chapter Two. :)

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“Oh, man, you’re coming?” House groaned. He definitely hadn’t anticipated that. The ducklings and Wilson paced around.

“Oh, yeah, buddy. I was kind of jealous of that kind of job when you said you got it, anyways. I’ve been looking for a few months alone too.” Cuddy said.

“When do we leave?!” Cameron asked excitedly. She was practically jumping around.

“A month, end of October.” House muttered.

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It was October 30th. House and the team had just spent the last week curing their last patient. They’d be available by CB radio up in the mountains if it was an absolute emergency. Otherwise, they’d leave tonight for Denver and they wouldn’t be coming back to Princeton until May 1st. They’d hired a temporary Dean of Medicine until Cuddy came back, and a temporary Head of Diagnostics and Head of Oncology, too.

They were flying, and they’d be staying a couple of nights at a hotel while they waited for all their stuff to be shipped to the Overlook. It was a lot of stuff. Cameron and Cuddy were typical girls and had packed basically everything they owned into about 40 suitcases. The guys had managed to condense everything into only a few suitcases.

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Chase

I was brushing my hair and packing for The Overlook when it happened. Tony came. Tony was the boy who talked to me. He told me what was going to happen sometimes. “Don’t go to the Overlook Hotel, Robert.” He said.

“But, why?” I asked.

“It’s just bad.” He said. Then he proceeded to show me some angry pictures. Bad things. Pictures of dead little girls, hacked to pieces in a hallway. An elevator of blood. He showed me a picture of myself looking scared.

I shook myself awake and told myself that Tony wasn’t always right. Sometimes Tony was wrong…

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On the plane…

“Could I have a glass of Merlot, please?” House asked the flight attendant, tucking the wine menu back into the compartment it had come out of. The stewardess nodded briskly and walked away. He had ordered glass after glass of wine, taken a sip out of each one and handed it back. He was getting on her last nerve.

“Better drink up, House.” Cuddy said. “I read they take all the alcohol off of the premises when they leave for the winter.”

“Yeah, yeah, ok Mommy. I’ll be a good boy.” He gave her a puppy dog look.

“And stop badgering that stewardess. She’s going to knock you one.”

House nodded again and this time drank the whole glass of Merlot. “Thank you,” he muttered to the stewardess.

“Are you sure that Mr. Ullman is ok with all of us coming, House?” Wilson asked worriedly.

“Yeah, yeah, I’m sure, Mommy number 2. I’ve taken care of it.”

Cameron was sitting behind Cuddy, and Chase and Foreman were sitting behind House and Wilson. They were talking excitedly about all of the things they would be able to do in a big empty hotel all winter. At least Foreman and Cameron were. Chase was leaning back into his seat, thinking about what Tony had showed him. What if it came true?

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Three hours later, the plane landed and, grabbing their overnight bags off of the luggage pickup, all six of them went to check into the airport hotel.

The next day they made their way to The Overlook. It was intensely busy, everybody getting ready to leave for the winter.

House led all of them into the lobby, and Cameron and Cuddy gasped and ooh’ed and aah’ed over the vastness of it all.

Chase stuck close to Wilson. “Get away from me!” Wilson said, shoving Chase away.

“Mr. Ullman!” House said, striding up to Ullman. “Meet my little PPTH family!”

“Who are all these people, Gregory?” Ullman asked.

“They’re staying with me this winter. I told you all that on the phone, didn’t I?” House asked innocently.

“No. I’m sorry, you failed to mention that.” Ullman said dryly, and obviously agitated.

“HOUSE!” Wilson glared. “I’m sorry Mr. Ullman. He TOLD me that he’d phoned you and told you we were all coming. He SAID you didn’t care…Anyways, I’m James Wilson. This is Lisa Cuddy, Allison Cameron, Eric Foreman, and Robert Chase.” He introduced everyone, and everyone smiled and shook Mr. Ullman’s hand. “Is it ok if we stay here with Mr. House?” He asked, glaring at House.

“Well, it’s not like it’s too small or there’s not enough food. Yes, I suppose it’s fine.” Ullman said. “I just wish Gregory had told me. I suppose it’s time for the grand tour. Gregory, follow me. Why don’t you come too, James? And, umm, Allison and Lisa? Dick Hallorann, our head chef, will be here soon to show you the kitchens. If you wouldn’t mind waiting here. And I suppose you two, Eric and Robert…you can explore. There’s an air hockey and dart board in the games room.”

Ullman, House, and Wilson left. Chase got a queasy feeling in the pit of his stomach. What was going to happen this winter??

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A/N: R&R:) Let me know the pairings you might like to see!