Risky Business

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Chapter Twenty-nine: Red Velvet

"So that's it then?" The tiny redhead said over her large cup of yogurt topped with, as she had previously stated, more cookie dough and mochi than House had initially assumed could fit inside of her tiny body. He was proven wrong as she dejectedly shoveled more into her mouth, looking as though she was struggling not to cry.

"Well no," He replied slowly, running a hand through his hair and staring at his own cup of red velvet yogurt. Who had thought up red velvet yogurt anyway? What kind of sick person would do that to someone? Honestly, there is only so much awesome one could take in one cup, and that was pushing the limit. That, however, was not the point. "We think you'll eventually regain use of your arm, not for awhile but… It'll happen."


House leaned down a little to get a better look at the little girl's face, "Interesting? That sucks."

"Well yeah, it does, but do you really think that's a phrase I often use?"

"It's a dire circumstance."

"Not really. It's just… it's really shitty."

"Nice terminology."

Lacie did her best to laugh softly as a few tears escaped her. "I'm sorry, I'm not really feeling myself at the moment."

"Doesn't bother me. In fact, I encourage your foul language."

More tears began to run down her freckled cheeks as she choked back a sob, "I don't want to be like this forever, Dr. House."

The good-ish doctor's face contorted at her words and her tears. He, after all, really had no idea how to really deal with children, much less a feisty little red head that was breaking down in the middle of Yogurtland.

Taking her there, he realized as people began to turn and stare at them, might have been a bad idea.

"There are options, kid-"

"Like what?"

Well shit, he didn't know. Damn, he was really terrible at this making kids feel better thing.

"Well… You know, Cuddy knows all of that stuff."

"You don't know?" She sniffled, her big brown eyes meeting his blue ones. "You don't know if I'll be stuck in a chair my whole life? Will I ever be able to ride my horses again? Will I ever run? Play basketball?"

"Well let's be honest, you're pretty short, even for a kid, so I think your basketball dreams would have been for naught anyway-"

"That isn't the point!"

House sighed deeply and rubbed at his temples, "I… I don't know Lacie. I really don't, and I'm… I'm so sorry."

She stared at him, sniffling slightly as she studied his pained face. After a brief moment she nodded and pushed her cup away from her, "Thank you, Doctor House. For… this. For telling me like an adult. I know I'm not but… Your honesty has been more helpful than all the other doctors and their heartless encouragement."

He raised an eyebrow to her and cocked his head, "Seriously?"


"You are in-fucking-credible. Pardon my French."

"Vous êtes excuse."

"Oh shut up." House rolled his eyes and stood up to throw away their empty cups. "You're too smart for your own good."

"Lot of good being smart has done for me so far."

"It'll do you a lot of good. I promise. Being smart is awesome. You'll make one hell of a lawyer."

"Doctor." She replied as he limped away, tossing the trash into the wastebasket.

"Yes, I am."

"No." She replied, wiping her nose with her sleeve. "Me. I'm going to be a doctor."

"Like your daddy dearest?"

Lacie smiled up at him through her watery eyes and shook her head. "No. More like you."

House smiled slightly and made a big show of rolling his eyes, attempting to look thoroughly annoyed, "God, little girls say the silliest things. Come on, we need to get you back to the hospital before Captain Cuddles and Private Peter find out you're missing."

The little girl giggled softly as House wheeled her towards the door. "I'm quite sure it hasn't been over looked."

And, of course, she was right. Her absence had not been overlooked, nor had his own, House was unfortunate to find as he situated Lacie in the car and started the trek back to the hospital, phone ringing with Cuddy's latest ring tone, Sexy Back, blaring loudly.

"You gonna answer that?"

"Don't think so. Didn't you know it's dangerous to talk on the phone while you drive? Not to mention we'll be back at the hospital within seven minutes."

"How precise." The child rolled her eyes as she stared out the window, "They're gonna be so mad at you, Dr. House."

"Yeah well, they can bite me. Well, Cuddy can, it'd be a little awkward if your dad did."

"You're gross."

He grinned and turned onto the street that would lead them straight back to the hospital before glancing at her in the rearview mirror, "I'm funny."

A/N: So this is short, but I wanted to get an update in. Also, ONE MORE CHAPTER AND IT WILL FINALLY BE DONE! YAY!