Author: koralina PM
What would happen if House ended up in Chicago after losing Wilson, specifically near firefighters from Firehouse 51?Rated: Fiction T - English - Drama/Humor - G. House & M. Casey - Chapters: 18 - Words: 27,143 - Reviews: 85 - Favs: 9 - Follows: 24 - Updated: 05-09-13 - Published: 11-22-12 - id: 8726576
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A/N: I don't know where I'm going with this. It's just that after reading "Second time's the charm" Pallada mentioned to me that it didn't look like House to stay away and ignore the puzzle whether or not Chase had been his hallucination. I thought why not, it should at least be funny to imagine him messing with Firehouse 51. Tell me what you think about this idea :)
"Wait, sir. You need to be checked before you can go."
House glanced briefly at the brunette beside him but kept walking. There was no way he would stay letting them poke and prod him.
"Hey!" The brunette grabbed his arm.
"What?!"He yelled angrily.
Why on earth couldn't this woman mind her own business? There should be other victims to be fussed over.
"Do you have problems with hearing?"
Great! This one was even more idiotic than he could have expected. She didn't understand when she was simply ignored.
"As a matter of fact, yes, I do."
The woman became very concerned.
"You are my problem." He smiled smugly and left the astonished brunette behind.
Served her right for bothering him.
Gabriella Dawson wasn't the girl to be shocked easily but the nerve of that guy left her absolutely speechless. In any other situation she'd consider to let him go. But Casey was the one who brought him and she couldn't tell him she allowed the guy he had been worried about just go away.
"Okay Gabriella, you can do that. For Casey." She encouraged herself chasing after the guy.
"Hope it won't cost me one more suspension." She muttered grabbing him once again and pulling him towards the ambulance granted the man had some problems with his right leg.
"What the hell do you think you're doing?" The man hissed.
"I'm checking on you, Sir. It's a mandatory procedure." She gave him her fakest smile while manhandling him to get a better look at his head.
"That's how you're working here in Chicago, forcing people to do what you want while ignoring their rights?!"
"You have your right to go away as soon as I'll finish."
"But maybe it won't be soon enough." She whispered noticing his slightly dilated pupils.
"You may have a concussion, Sir. I have to take you to hospital. Anything else I should be worried about. Your leg?" She asked unsure whether or not his limp was a result of him being in that building.
"Oh, for God's sake you can't be so dumb. Even a child could see I have no traces on my legs to be recently injured."
Dawson frowned trying her best not to knock the man out. It would be a long way to the hospital.