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Author's note: Thanks again you guys. Sorry for the wait. I felt bad, so I'm posting two chapters today. The next chapter will be put up tonight. I would post it now, but I have to get ready for school.

Also, my account has been giving me trouble, so I'm going to put this story on another account. Therefor, this account is no longer in use. The new account will be under the

author name, 'xxPrettyxEyesxx'. If you have any questions, please feel free to message me. :)

Chapter 3:

Thirteen was lying on her bed waiting for sleep to come. She couldn't for the life of her, stop thinking about Cameron and that kiss. She smiled as she played the events over and over in her head. She didn't really care if she got any sleep that night. Eventually, she did though.

Strangely, she was happy to wake up to go to work Monday morning. She just couldn't wait to see Allison again. Thirteen was sad that Cameron got her car back early. She liked Cameron sitting in her car with her. She made it to the hospital early with a smile, thinking about her.

She was sitting at the table with Taub, Kutner and Foreman. They weren't at all surprised to be waiting for House to arrive.

After about fifteen minutes of waiting around, House walked in. "So, what do we have?"

The four of them looked at him. House just stared back, "Oh, come on. You've known me how long? You guys should know by now that glares won't stop me from coming in late."

"We just would like for once you coming in on time." Foreman said

"Hey, the traffic out there is bad." House responded

"Oh really? I wouldn't know because I used a helicopter." Foreman said.

"Seriously? Can I borrow it? I'm suppose to give Cuddy a lift to a club. I think we should make an entrance. " House asked

Kutner started to speak but was cut off by House, "A patient by the name of-"

"Don't care." House said

"Right, of course. The patient was jogging and he fell. From the records indication he is healthy but has been vomiting, sweating blood, and seizing." Kutner said

House gave a quick nod, "Fun. Kutner and Taub, search his home. Forman, do an MRI."

House pointed his cane at Thirteen, "And you, stay."

Everyone got up, "What are we searching for?" Kutner asked

"You're a doctor, figure it out." House said

Everyone made their way out except Thirteen and House.

"What is it, House?" Thirteen asked

House shrugged, "I just wanted to know why you're so happy."

Thirteen smiled, "I'm not allowed to be happy?"

"You're allowed. But you're happier than usual. Tell daddy all about it." House said, patting on his lap.

"Nothing is wrong, House."

"I know, otherwise you wouldn't be happy."

House and Thirteen looked at each other.

House bit his bottom lip, "Did you get tested?"

"For what?" Thirteen asked

"You know, for Huntington's."

"I told you, I'm not going to get tested."

"So, you just want it to be a surprise?" House asked


"I figure you wouldn't want to get tested."

Thirteen became annoyed, "Who wants to get tested?"

"Point taken but if I were you, I would want to know ASAP."

"Well you're not me." Thirteen walked out.

"Hey, wait come back. We're not finished talking." House yelled

Thirteen walked down the hallway and down the stairs. She was looking for Cameron. She was on her way back up when she started to feel lightheaded. She collapsed and blacked out.

Thirteen woke up on the hospital bed. House was sitting in a chair across the room.

"Hi." House said

"What happened?" Thirteen asked

"You blacked out."

"Yeah, I got that part. Why?"

House stood up and limped toward her. "It may have something to do with this." House held up a packet that had powder in it.

Thirteen became outraged, "You drugged me?!"

"Relax. I didn't touch you. No matter how tempted I was, I was a good boy."

"Why would you do that?" Thirteen asked

"Come on, how else are you going to know if you have Huntington's?"

"That's my choice, House! You have no right!"

"You may not even have it; wouldn't you rather go on with your life happily knowing you don't?"

"So, you think you're doing me a favor?"

"No need to rush. You can pay me back whenever."


"You'll get the results soon" House walked out leaving Thirteen alone, Bastard. Thirteen thought.

Thirteen was sitting at the table with her head down. She tried to keep her tears at bay. She heard footsteps and looked up. She couldn't help but smile when she found out who it was.

"Hey Remy." Cameron said walking over to her and sitting next to her.

"Hey Cameron, how are you?"

"Are you alright?"

"Yeah, why?"

"You had your head down."

"Oh, I just got a headache."

"From House?"


Cameron smiled and put her hand on her shoulder, "Been there."

House walked in with an envelope in his hand, "Got the results back."

House looked at them, "Well, you two seem…comfy."

Thirteen stood up and tried to yank the envelope but House pulled his hand away, "Whoa! Whoa! Hold on there."

"House, give it." Thirteen said

"Results for what?"

"Nothing." Thirteen responded

"Nothing? What do you mean it's nothing? This little piece of paper determines your whole life."

"What are you talking about?" Cameron asked

"House, please." Thirteen pleaded

"This is the result for Thirteen's test to Huntington's."

Cameron looked confused, "Huntington's?"

"Oh, you didn't tell her? My bad."

Thirteen yanked the letter causing it to rip. House looked at each piece and hands the half that is in his hand to Thirteen.

Thirteen took it and opened up the envelope. She read it without an expression on her face.

House and Cameron looked at her for any change on her face. Thirteen put the pieces in the trashcan walked out. The bold, red letters stood out on the white envelope and read 'POS'.

Author's note: Let me know what you think. Thanks so much.