Okay, so it was brought to my attention that Chapter one was...long :D (which I can't help...I tend to write in detail so the chappies get longish :D) But here is a bit of a shorter chapter 2. Enjoy...and SEND các bình luận if bạn want thêm :D
Chapter 2
Limping slowly up the sidewalk towards the front entry of PPHT, House carefully picked his way across the ice covered cement, his anger growing with each hesitant step. The morning had started off just cold and wet, but in the last giờ the temperature had dropped ten degrees and turned the rain into sleet which now covered every surface making the parking lot and path to the door into an ice rink. The drive to the hospital had been treacherous, but for House it was a cake walk compared to the 25 yard walk from his car to the front doors of the hospital. His cane had slipped on the slick walk twice already, nearly sending him spilling into the bushes, the mere thought of which brought his temper to right below the boiling point. Finally reaching the entry, he yanked the door open angrily and hobbled into the lobby. Making his way to the clinic bàn he eyed the redhead morning nurse as she worked quietly at her computer. “Hey,” he shouted, causing her to jump from her silent concentration. “You do know this is a hospital right?” he bellowed, leveling his heated eyes with her startled ones.
Staring up at a cranky Dr. House, Meredith slowly stood and steeled herself for the onslaught she knew was to come. “This…this is a hospital?” she asked derisively, looking around the clinic in mock confusion. “Hum…well that would explain the patients and doctors…” she drawled putting finger alongside her mouth in faux contemplation.
Her reply only served to raise House’s temperature another few degrees. “Yeah, this a hospital, where sick and crippled people come,” House bellowed waving his cane over the bàn at her in example.
Not following the point of his rant, Meredith gave him a questioning look and perched her hands on her hips to await clarification.
“Cripples and sick people don’t have the strength to ice giày trượt băng, skate to the damn front door when they get here,” House fumed, pointing toward the door he had just entered.
Meredith glanced briefly in the direction he indicated then turned her unfazed gaze back at him. “In case bạn haven’t notice Dr. House, I don’t wear one of little gray jumpsuit numbers that are so được ưa chuộng with the maintenance department; AND,” she added, not backing down in spite of his fiery stare, “I haven’t been outside since I got here at 4am, so forgive me if I don’t know what kind of precipitation has been coming down while I've been in HERE,” she đã đưa ý kiến gesturing around at the clinic lobby, “diligently seeing to patients,” she finished calmly before sitting down and turning her attention back to her computer screen.
House narrowed his eyes at the woman. Damn, she wasn’t afraid of him anymore. He liked when the newer nurses were afraid of him. Then again, this one wasn’t new was she? He started at her for a moment and tried to remember how long she had been working at the clinic. He really should pay closer attention to these things, he haphazardly considered, it made finding lackeys to cover for him during his clinic hours easier. Shrugging the thoughts off, he raised his cane over the bàn and used its rubber tip to push the flat screen monitor over on its side.
Yanking her hands away to avoid having them squashed, Meredith shot House an angry look. “Damn it House,” she muttered, reaching over to lift the screen back up on its base. “What is your defect? Did I do something to bạn in another life, hoặc do bạn just HAVE to screw with someone with in the first giờ of your ngày to keep from self destructing?” she grumbled, glaring at him.
House lifted an amused eyebrow at her. “Don’t worry, it’s not just you, but bạn might be on to something with that whole self destruction thing.”
Meredith rolled her eyes as she sat back down and turned back to her work. “Go away,” she muttered with quiet indignation.
Raising his cane again, House shoved her keyboard off the bàn sending it clattering to the floor.
Glaring at up him, Meredith literally bit her tongue. She desperately wanted to give him the tongue lashing he deserved, but he was still her superior, no matter how big of an đít, mông, ass he was.
“Get off Facebook for a một giây and call maintenance to salt the walk,” House demanded.
Swallowing her anger, Meredith calmly reached for the phone. Lifting the whole thing from its place tiếp theo to her computer, she gently set it down on the wide ledge that circled the desk. “You know, I’ve forgotten the number. Maybe bạn can call one of your buddies who keeps slipping bạn Dr. Cuddy’s office key to come down and see to that walk,” she đã đưa ý kiến steadily.
House eyed the defiant woman with a little surprised. “You’re mean,” he stated giving her a fake hurt look before turning and limping off towards Cuddy’s office. “I’m telling Mommy on you,” he tossed over his shoulder as he circled the desk.
“Dr. Cuddy’s not in,” Meredith informed him as she put the phone back in its place.
House stopped and looked back at the nurse. He knew Cuddy’s schedule, she never had meetings on Friday mornings. Friday’s were when she reviewed the patient files for the week. Lisa Cuddy was a creature of habit; unless the sky was falling he knew he could always find her behind her bàn between 9am and 11am on Fridays. “She hasn’t come in yet?” he asked suspiciously.
Picking up the phone receiver, she rolled her eyes and refused to look back at him. “She’s gone to a meeting,” she stated off handedly as she cradled the handset between her shoulder and ear.
His forehead furled in suspicion, he limped back towards the desk. “Cuddy doesn’t take meetings on Friday mornings,” he stated, eyeing the redhead.
Glancing back at him briefly she shrugged. “She does today,” she declared as she began dialing.
Coming back around the desk, House reached down and pushed down the lever in the cradle, disconnecting the call.
“I can’t call maintenance if bạn do that,” the Meredith stated with irritation.
“Who’s the meeting with? How was she dressed? Would bạn describe it as her normal every ngày slutty hoặc super slutty?” Housed quizzed. The last time she had left in the middle of the ngày had been for an internet ngày he recalled. As he considered the possibility, a familiar feeling of anxiety filled him. He shoved it away and leveled his gaze at the woman in front of him. “Well?” he asked, his irritation growing.
Physically lifting his hand from the cradle, Meredith ignored House’s các câu hỏi and started to dial the maintenance department again.
Lifting his cane again, House waved it at her in a threatening fashion. “Haven’t bạn learned your lesson this morning? bạn know I know how to use this,” he stated, posing its tip over the phone in a menacing gesture.
Rolling her eyes, the nurse felt her resolve give way. ‘Forgive me Dr. Cuddy,” she silently prayed. “She left here 45 phút cách đây with Dr. Wilson,” she confessed.
House narrowed his eyes, as he turned the possibilities over in his meticulous mind. Lowering his cane, he turned away from the bàn and limped towards the elevators without another word.
Meredith watched his retreating form and couldn’t help but chuckle. “And your welcome Dr. House,” she đã đưa ý kiến with amusement. Suddenly a small voice pulled her from her trance. Turning her attention to the tinny voice inside the phone, she cleared her throat and said, “Oh…Hi…sorry…Ah, I need to get maintenance down to the main entry with some salt…”
Chapter 2
Limping slowly up the sidewalk towards the front entry of PPHT, House carefully picked his way across the ice covered cement, his anger growing with each hesitant step. The morning had started off just cold and wet, but in the last giờ the temperature had dropped ten degrees and turned the rain into sleet which now covered every surface making the parking lot and path to the door into an ice rink. The drive to the hospital had been treacherous, but for House it was a cake walk compared to the 25 yard walk from his car to the front doors of the hospital. His cane had slipped on the slick walk twice already, nearly sending him spilling into the bushes, the mere thought of which brought his temper to right below the boiling point. Finally reaching the entry, he yanked the door open angrily and hobbled into the lobby. Making his way to the clinic bàn he eyed the redhead morning nurse as she worked quietly at her computer. “Hey,” he shouted, causing her to jump from her silent concentration. “You do know this is a hospital right?” he bellowed, leveling his heated eyes with her startled ones.
Staring up at a cranky Dr. House, Meredith slowly stood and steeled herself for the onslaught she knew was to come. “This…this is a hospital?” she asked derisively, looking around the clinic in mock confusion. “Hum…well that would explain the patients and doctors…” she drawled putting finger alongside her mouth in faux contemplation.
Her reply only served to raise House’s temperature another few degrees. “Yeah, this a hospital, where sick and crippled people come,” House bellowed waving his cane over the bàn at her in example.
Not following the point of his rant, Meredith gave him a questioning look and perched her hands on her hips to await clarification.
“Cripples and sick people don’t have the strength to ice giày trượt băng, skate to the damn front door when they get here,” House fumed, pointing toward the door he had just entered.
Meredith glanced briefly in the direction he indicated then turned her unfazed gaze back at him. “In case bạn haven’t notice Dr. House, I don’t wear one of little gray jumpsuit numbers that are so được ưa chuộng with the maintenance department; AND,” she added, not backing down in spite of his fiery stare, “I haven’t been outside since I got here at 4am, so forgive me if I don’t know what kind of precipitation has been coming down while I've been in HERE,” she đã đưa ý kiến gesturing around at the clinic lobby, “diligently seeing to patients,” she finished calmly before sitting down and turning her attention back to her computer screen.
House narrowed his eyes at the woman. Damn, she wasn’t afraid of him anymore. He liked when the newer nurses were afraid of him. Then again, this one wasn’t new was she? He started at her for a moment and tried to remember how long she had been working at the clinic. He really should pay closer attention to these things, he haphazardly considered, it made finding lackeys to cover for him during his clinic hours easier. Shrugging the thoughts off, he raised his cane over the bàn and used its rubber tip to push the flat screen monitor over on its side.
Yanking her hands away to avoid having them squashed, Meredith shot House an angry look. “Damn it House,” she muttered, reaching over to lift the screen back up on its base. “What is your defect? Did I do something to bạn in another life, hoặc do bạn just HAVE to screw with someone with in the first giờ of your ngày to keep from self destructing?” she grumbled, glaring at him.
House lifted an amused eyebrow at her. “Don’t worry, it’s not just you, but bạn might be on to something with that whole self destruction thing.”
Meredith rolled her eyes as she sat back down and turned back to her work. “Go away,” she muttered with quiet indignation.
Raising his cane again, House shoved her keyboard off the bàn sending it clattering to the floor.
Glaring at up him, Meredith literally bit her tongue. She desperately wanted to give him the tongue lashing he deserved, but he was still her superior, no matter how big of an đít, mông, ass he was.
“Get off Facebook for a một giây and call maintenance to salt the walk,” House demanded.
Swallowing her anger, Meredith calmly reached for the phone. Lifting the whole thing from its place tiếp theo to her computer, she gently set it down on the wide ledge that circled the desk. “You know, I’ve forgotten the number. Maybe bạn can call one of your buddies who keeps slipping bạn Dr. Cuddy’s office key to come down and see to that walk,” she đã đưa ý kiến steadily.
House eyed the defiant woman with a little surprised. “You’re mean,” he stated giving her a fake hurt look before turning and limping off towards Cuddy’s office. “I’m telling Mommy on you,” he tossed over his shoulder as he circled the desk.
“Dr. Cuddy’s not in,” Meredith informed him as she put the phone back in its place.
House stopped and looked back at the nurse. He knew Cuddy’s schedule, she never had meetings on Friday mornings. Friday’s were when she reviewed the patient files for the week. Lisa Cuddy was a creature of habit; unless the sky was falling he knew he could always find her behind her bàn between 9am and 11am on Fridays. “She hasn’t come in yet?” he asked suspiciously.
Picking up the phone receiver, she rolled her eyes and refused to look back at him. “She’s gone to a meeting,” she stated off handedly as she cradled the handset between her shoulder and ear.
His forehead furled in suspicion, he limped back towards the desk. “Cuddy doesn’t take meetings on Friday mornings,” he stated, eyeing the redhead.
Glancing back at him briefly she shrugged. “She does today,” she declared as she began dialing.
Coming back around the desk, House reached down and pushed down the lever in the cradle, disconnecting the call.
“I can’t call maintenance if bạn do that,” the Meredith stated with irritation.
“Who’s the meeting with? How was she dressed? Would bạn describe it as her normal every ngày slutty hoặc super slutty?” Housed quizzed. The last time she had left in the middle of the ngày had been for an internet ngày he recalled. As he considered the possibility, a familiar feeling of anxiety filled him. He shoved it away and leveled his gaze at the woman in front of him. “Well?” he asked, his irritation growing.
Physically lifting his hand from the cradle, Meredith ignored House’s các câu hỏi and started to dial the maintenance department again.
Lifting his cane again, House waved it at her in a threatening fashion. “Haven’t bạn learned your lesson this morning? bạn know I know how to use this,” he stated, posing its tip over the phone in a menacing gesture.
Rolling her eyes, the nurse felt her resolve give way. ‘Forgive me Dr. Cuddy,” she silently prayed. “She left here 45 phút cách đây with Dr. Wilson,” she confessed.
House narrowed his eyes, as he turned the possibilities over in his meticulous mind. Lowering his cane, he turned away from the bàn and limped towards the elevators without another word.
Meredith watched his retreating form and couldn’t help but chuckle. “And your welcome Dr. House,” she đã đưa ý kiến with amusement. Suddenly a small voice pulled her from her trance. Turning her attention to the tinny voice inside the phone, she cleared her throat and said, “Oh…Hi…sorry…Ah, I need to get maintenance down to the main entry with some salt…”
I was đọc up on opiate withdrawal and apparently bạn can go through withdrawal not just to stop taking the drug, Vicodin in House’s case, but to reduce the amount you’re taking.
So in House’s case, like Wilson said; his Vicodin levels where way to high and so the only option was to let his body recover and reduce it’s need for that amount it got everyday.
Therefore, the tiếp theo morning when he was seemingly better; it was because of the extreme cold-turkeyness that House used to reduce his levels of Vicodin in order for his hallucination of Amber to go away. So I don’t think it was a hallucination, because he hasn’t quit Vicodin, he has only reduced the amount he takes within the không gian of a horrible 24 giờ detox. His body no longer craves the Vicodin every giờ hoặc so like before.
Short and simple :)
So in House’s case, like Wilson said; his Vicodin levels where way to high and so the only option was to let his body recover and reduce it’s need for that amount it got everyday.
Therefore, the tiếp theo morning when he was seemingly better; it was because of the extreme cold-turkeyness that House used to reduce his levels of Vicodin in order for his hallucination of Amber to go away. So I don’t think it was a hallucination, because he hasn’t quit Vicodin, he has only reduced the amount he takes within the không gian of a horrible 24 giờ detox. His body no longer craves the Vicodin every giờ hoặc so like before.
Short and simple :)