House walked into Wilson’s office. Wilson was sitting at his desk, doing paperwork. House sat down on Wilson’s couch. He banged his cane against the floor. Wilson looked at House, waiting for him to say something. House didn’t, and the two Friends sat in silence. A couple of minit passed, and Wilson asked,
“How’s your patient?”
“Fine, sort of. She’s getting stitches, so I can’t do anything.” House replied, and Wilson confusedly nodded.
“Then why are anda in here?” Wilson questioned.
“Did anda see all of those detectives?” House said, banging his cane.
“Actually, I believe Dr. Bones is a forensic anthropologist, Booth is a FBI agent, and Dr. Lightman and Dr. Foster are experts on facial expressions. They’re not detectives,” Wilson explained. House glared at him.
“Ok, but did anda see them?” House asked again. Wilson nodded.
“Yeah, why?”
“Did anda see Booth and Lightman?” House demanded. Again Wilson nodded.
“I did. What does that mean?”
“They were eyeing over Cuddy,” House commented. Wilson smiled at him.
“House, you’re jealous that’s Cuddy’s going to like them back, and that means anda won’t get her,” Wilson told him, but House shook his head.
“I just don’t want Cuddy to get hurt. Booth and Lightman could be jerks,” House lied, knowing Wilson’s explanation was right. House sighed, then after a couple of minit of waiting; he stood up and walked out of the room. House went to go find Dr. Foster.
****
Dr. Foster had just gotten the phone call from Cal about the neighbor when Dr. House walked into the cafeteria. Foster was with Booth. House walked over to them and pulled up a chair. He took Booth’s cup and took a swig of root beer.
“So you’re Dr. House. I’m Seeley Booth, the FBI agent working on Kathy’s case.” He introduced. “How’s she doing?” He asked.
“She’s getting stitches for her head, and I have some ideas for what caused the seizure.” House curtly replied. He stared at Foster, who uncomfortably shifted in her seat. Just then, a cell phone rang. Booth picked his cell phone up.
“Hello,” he greeted. “Ok, - No I don’t know where she is, - yeah, - I’ll find out. Bye,” he hung up his phone. “That was Hodgins. He says the body decayed on some dirt, so I’m heading over to the house to see if there’s a dirt cellar of something. sejak the way, do anda guys know where Bones is?” He mentioned, and House and Foster shook their heads. “Ok then, I have to go. I had a nice chat,” Booth smiled at Foster.
“Me too, we’ll have to this again,” Foster said, and Booth walked away. House sat in Booth’s chair.
“So, you’re an expert in face expressions,” House stated, hoping to start a conversation.
“Yes,” Foster replied. “You’re a doctor.” House nodded. There was an awkward silence, and Foster took a sip of her tea.
“Can I give anda a tour of the clinic?” House asked, and Foster nodded. After disposing of their trash, they stood up and walked towards the clinic. House opened the door for Foster and she stepped inside.
Inside the clinic, people coughed and sneezed and bored looking nurses directed patients to exam rooms. House had no intentions of menunjukkan Foster around the clinic. Instead, he directed Foster to the nurse’s station which was right in front of Cuddy’s office.
House looked into Cuddy’s office and found her typing on her computer. House smiled. He kicked the door to Cuddy’s office, and she looked up and saw him. Once her attention was fixed on House, House leaned ke hadapan and grabbed Foster.
He pulled Foster towards him and gave her a kiss. A startled Foster put her arms around House’s neck as he put his arms around her back. They kissed passionately, and once they came up for air, House took a look towards Cuddy. She had a jealous look on her face. House smiled and kissed Foster once more, letting her tongue explore his mouth.
After a few lebih seconds, they released and House walked away, a smug look on his face. House walked to his office. Foster stood in the middle of the clinic in shock. She looked towards Cuddy, who was glaring at her.
****
Bones sighed happily and rolled off of Cal. They breathed heavily and smiled at each other. Cal wrapped his arms around Bones and gave her a Ciuman on the head.
“That was great,” Bones murmured.
“It was,” Cal agreed. “I wonder who called,” he said. Bones had gotten a phone call, but they were too ‘busy’ and couldn’t answer it. Bones reached towards the small meja, jadual seterusnya to the bed. There was one missed call from the Jeffersonian. As Bones listened to the message, she stood up and began to get dressed. She tossed the phone on the bed.
“Damnit,” she muttered.
“What’s wrong?” Cal asked.
“They discovered something about the body, and I’m not there. I have to go, sorry. I’ll meet anda at the hospital,” Bones said, walking over to Cal. She sat on the katil and gave him a long kiss. She walked away.
“Bye!” Cal called out, beginning to get dressed.
****
Bones arrived at the Jeffersonian as Booth, Dr. Camille, Jack, Angela, and Sweets were looking at a graphic scene of how the girl died. The group suspiciously looked at Bones.
“Sorry, I was taking care of something. What did we find out?” She asked, and Angela talked as the graphic scene started.
“The girl was about 15 when she was struck in the head with something. That’s the cause of death.” The projector showed a teenage girl with brown hair. She was standing on dirt when a man came up behind her and knocked a hammer against the girl’s head. The girl fell to the ground.
“We found blunt trauma on the girl’s skull, suggesting she had been hit with a hammer 7 times.” Jack said.
“Have anda found out who the girl is?” Bones asked towards Booth, and he nodded.
“It’s running through the system as we speak. I was just going to the house to see if there is a dirt cellar and to try to find a hammer. Do anda want to come along?” Booth asked Bones, and she nodded. They walked towards Booth’s car.
****
House walked into his office, a smile on his face. The team looked to each other with a confused look on their faces. House walked over to his white board.
“How is Kathy?” He asked.
“She’s got a fever of 102.3,” Taub said.
“How did the MRI turn out?” House questioned them.
“There was a tumor. Kathy’s going into surgery tomorrow to get them removed.” Foreman replied.
“That explains the tumor. Does she have meningitis?” House asked them.
“The test came up negative,” Thirteen replied. House wrote ‘fever’ on the board. He sighed and tapped the marker against the board.
“It could be AIDS,” Thirteen said, and House nodded.
“What about pneumonia atau simply the common cold?” Taub asked. “The tumor explains the seizures, and maybe the fever is just a normal common cold.”
“Test for AIDS, and if it comes back negative, give her pneumonia antibiotics. Check over her every couple of hours. Once she recovers, send her home,” House said, and his team nodded. They walked out of the room.
****
To Be Continued.
“How’s your patient?”
“Fine, sort of. She’s getting stitches, so I can’t do anything.” House replied, and Wilson confusedly nodded.
“Then why are anda in here?” Wilson questioned.
“Did anda see all of those detectives?” House said, banging his cane.
“Actually, I believe Dr. Bones is a forensic anthropologist, Booth is a FBI agent, and Dr. Lightman and Dr. Foster are experts on facial expressions. They’re not detectives,” Wilson explained. House glared at him.
“Ok, but did anda see them?” House asked again. Wilson nodded.
“Yeah, why?”
“Did anda see Booth and Lightman?” House demanded. Again Wilson nodded.
“I did. What does that mean?”
“They were eyeing over Cuddy,” House commented. Wilson smiled at him.
“House, you’re jealous that’s Cuddy’s going to like them back, and that means anda won’t get her,” Wilson told him, but House shook his head.
“I just don’t want Cuddy to get hurt. Booth and Lightman could be jerks,” House lied, knowing Wilson’s explanation was right. House sighed, then after a couple of minit of waiting; he stood up and walked out of the room. House went to go find Dr. Foster.
****
Dr. Foster had just gotten the phone call from Cal about the neighbor when Dr. House walked into the cafeteria. Foster was with Booth. House walked over to them and pulled up a chair. He took Booth’s cup and took a swig of root beer.
“So you’re Dr. House. I’m Seeley Booth, the FBI agent working on Kathy’s case.” He introduced. “How’s she doing?” He asked.
“She’s getting stitches for her head, and I have some ideas for what caused the seizure.” House curtly replied. He stared at Foster, who uncomfortably shifted in her seat. Just then, a cell phone rang. Booth picked his cell phone up.
“Hello,” he greeted. “Ok, - No I don’t know where she is, - yeah, - I’ll find out. Bye,” he hung up his phone. “That was Hodgins. He says the body decayed on some dirt, so I’m heading over to the house to see if there’s a dirt cellar of something. sejak the way, do anda guys know where Bones is?” He mentioned, and House and Foster shook their heads. “Ok then, I have to go. I had a nice chat,” Booth smiled at Foster.
“Me too, we’ll have to this again,” Foster said, and Booth walked away. House sat in Booth’s chair.
“So, you’re an expert in face expressions,” House stated, hoping to start a conversation.
“Yes,” Foster replied. “You’re a doctor.” House nodded. There was an awkward silence, and Foster took a sip of her tea.
“Can I give anda a tour of the clinic?” House asked, and Foster nodded. After disposing of their trash, they stood up and walked towards the clinic. House opened the door for Foster and she stepped inside.
Inside the clinic, people coughed and sneezed and bored looking nurses directed patients to exam rooms. House had no intentions of menunjukkan Foster around the clinic. Instead, he directed Foster to the nurse’s station which was right in front of Cuddy’s office.
House looked into Cuddy’s office and found her typing on her computer. House smiled. He kicked the door to Cuddy’s office, and she looked up and saw him. Once her attention was fixed on House, House leaned ke hadapan and grabbed Foster.
He pulled Foster towards him and gave her a kiss. A startled Foster put her arms around House’s neck as he put his arms around her back. They kissed passionately, and once they came up for air, House took a look towards Cuddy. She had a jealous look on her face. House smiled and kissed Foster once more, letting her tongue explore his mouth.
After a few lebih seconds, they released and House walked away, a smug look on his face. House walked to his office. Foster stood in the middle of the clinic in shock. She looked towards Cuddy, who was glaring at her.
****
Bones sighed happily and rolled off of Cal. They breathed heavily and smiled at each other. Cal wrapped his arms around Bones and gave her a Ciuman on the head.
“That was great,” Bones murmured.
“It was,” Cal agreed. “I wonder who called,” he said. Bones had gotten a phone call, but they were too ‘busy’ and couldn’t answer it. Bones reached towards the small meja, jadual seterusnya to the bed. There was one missed call from the Jeffersonian. As Bones listened to the message, she stood up and began to get dressed. She tossed the phone on the bed.
“Damnit,” she muttered.
“What’s wrong?” Cal asked.
“They discovered something about the body, and I’m not there. I have to go, sorry. I’ll meet anda at the hospital,” Bones said, walking over to Cal. She sat on the katil and gave him a long kiss. She walked away.
“Bye!” Cal called out, beginning to get dressed.
****
Bones arrived at the Jeffersonian as Booth, Dr. Camille, Jack, Angela, and Sweets were looking at a graphic scene of how the girl died. The group suspiciously looked at Bones.
“Sorry, I was taking care of something. What did we find out?” She asked, and Angela talked as the graphic scene started.
“The girl was about 15 when she was struck in the head with something. That’s the cause of death.” The projector showed a teenage girl with brown hair. She was standing on dirt when a man came up behind her and knocked a hammer against the girl’s head. The girl fell to the ground.
“We found blunt trauma on the girl’s skull, suggesting she had been hit with a hammer 7 times.” Jack said.
“Have anda found out who the girl is?” Bones asked towards Booth, and he nodded.
“It’s running through the system as we speak. I was just going to the house to see if there is a dirt cellar and to try to find a hammer. Do anda want to come along?” Booth asked Bones, and she nodded. They walked towards Booth’s car.
****
House walked into his office, a smile on his face. The team looked to each other with a confused look on their faces. House walked over to his white board.
“How is Kathy?” He asked.
“She’s got a fever of 102.3,” Taub said.
“How did the MRI turn out?” House questioned them.
“There was a tumor. Kathy’s going into surgery tomorrow to get them removed.” Foreman replied.
“That explains the tumor. Does she have meningitis?” House asked them.
“The test came up negative,” Thirteen replied. House wrote ‘fever’ on the board. He sighed and tapped the marker against the board.
“It could be AIDS,” Thirteen said, and House nodded.
“What about pneumonia atau simply the common cold?” Taub asked. “The tumor explains the seizures, and maybe the fever is just a normal common cold.”
“Test for AIDS, and if it comes back negative, give her pneumonia antibiotics. Check over her every couple of hours. Once she recovers, send her home,” House said, and his team nodded. They walked out of the room.
****
To Be Continued.
