Hacking Reality

06:31 pm

Ok, Distractions is the episodes where House gets a presumed stripper/prostitute called Paula at the end of the show and she comes to his house, but it only starts like that, it will randomly branch off and become...random other stuff.

o.0

Paula stepped out of her car into the clod night air. Pulling her coat around her tightly as she quickly checked that she was at the right address. She let out a long breath of steam as she cast her eyes around the street. It was quiet. She followed the pathway up, pausing and casting a glance over her shoulder when a flash of headlights caught her attention, but continuing on when the can stopped across the road, the lull of music reaching her ears. She didn't like thin. Shaking her head to get the feel of unease out of there she continued to the door, pausing again when the “click” of high heals on pavement made her turn around again.

A woman approached her, her heels tapping and the swish of her coat as she walked, leading up to long wavy brown hair and startling blue eyes.

The woman let out a long breath. “He called you didn't he” it was more of a statement then a question and Paula frowned slightly to show she didn't understand.

She shook her head and reached into her purse. Paula stepped back, fear gripping her and she pulled her coat closer, but relaxed when a handful of bills was handed to her.

“For your troubles” Then she walked past her to the door, not looking back.

Paula hesitated, torn between doing her job and getting out of the place. The decision was made for her when she realized just how much money she was holding and quickly headed back to her car.

o.0

Cuddy passed by the young women and continued on to the front door, her heels eerily loud on the stone beneath her. Not pausing when she reached the door, she turned the door nob and entered the apartment.

Music stopped abruptly and blue eyes narrowed in her direction, before returning to the gleam they held whenever he was about to embarrass her.

“You know if you wanted to have sex with me, you could have just asked. Instead of going to all that trouble of getting hired by a pro business” He smirked, the self assured “charm” he seemed to hold so dear in full gear.

She sighed and pushed the door shut. “I'm not having sex with you House”

His face suddenly changed to a pout and switched to indifference a second later “aw well, but I am expecting a few dozen mud wrestling women to come in here so if you wouldn't mind leaving...”

“I sent her home”

“Well that just singled out half the population...now for the better description on your part” he chided.

“Your mud wrestler who must be able to duplicate herself if she is going to become a few dozen women”.

“You sent her away! There's a cancellation fee you know”

Deciding it was too hot in the room to have her coat on she shrugged it off, trying hard not to roll her eyes.

“Uh, so you are going to have sex with me”

She paused, her coat half on and watched him lift his eyebrows suggestive before letting out a huff of annoyance and pulling it off completely.

He watched her walk to his closet “i wouldn't...” several items fell out of his closet, which she managed to duck in time for, well everything excluding one of the boxes.

Cuddy felt herself hit the ground and sat up, putting a hand to her forehead were pain was coming though in waves.

House stood up, ignoring the sudden pain from getting up too fast and limped over to her. She looked up at him, her eyes large. Hand still on her forehead, but he noticed blood seeping through her fingers.

“Come on” he helped her up and got her to sit down on the coach, pretending he didn't see the red blush that was creeping to her cheeks as he walked into the bathroom and grabbed his med-kit.

“Your closet is a health hazed” she stated as he limped back into the room and sat on the coffee table across from her.

He smiled against his own will and pulled her hand away and inspected the wound.

She diverted her eyes, looking anywhere but at him as he gentle trailed his hands over the cut and started to clean it.

“Why did you come here”?

Sudden, direct. She was expecting it. “You have been in a lot of pain today”

“I'm always in pain”

She sighed and tried to turn her head away, but he pulled her back around and continued his work. “More so and what scares me more is that it was self inflicted and you took drugs to fix the problem”

“Saved the boys life and that usual is what you do with problems. Drugs you know. They solve all”!

She pushed his hands away from her head. “House, you can't...”

“Can too”. He refocused on her head, ignoring the complaints she shot with her eyes. “You still haven't told me why you are here”. He placed a band aid onto the wound, softly.

She stood up and walked over to the closet, sorting through a few things to pull her coat off the floor and pulled it around her. “Try and get to work before lunch tomorrow House”. She shut the door behind her.

o.0 The Next Day

He pushed the door open with his cane, letting cold air sweep in behind him as his coat swept around him. The door swung shut again behind him and he checked his watch “8:58am”.

A smug smile touched his features as he rode the elevator up to his office. Entering his office dramatically and throwing is coat onto Chases head before continuing into his office and closing the blinds in one swift movement.

o.0 Cuddy later

“Doctor Cuddy”

Cuddy looked up, mid way through her fourth cup of coffee that morning. “Brenda”

Nurse Brenda stepped into her office and approached her desk, her lips tight.

Cuddy's face fell “What has he done now”?

“It's not so much what he has done, its what he's not doing”

Cuddy frowned.

“He's been in his office since twelve this morning”

“Well he doesn't have clinic until later, so he should be in his office”

Brenda nodded “yes, but it's almost three and he's been in his office. Blinds shut, doors locked, lights off”

Cuddy's frown deepened and she opened a draw, locating her keys and headed towards the door, she stopped half way out the door and turned back to Brenda “have you seen my assistant”?

Brenda shrugged “not since last week”

o.0 House's office

Cuddy approached House's office and tried the door, locked. Gingerly she unlocked the door and let herself in.

House looked up, pencil in his mouth. His iPod in his ears, stacks of papers surrounding him.

“What ...”

House spat the pencil out and pulled his head phones out “what”?

“What are you doing”?

“Paperwork, i would have thought that was obvious”

“In the dark...paperwork”? she couldn't hide the disbelief in her voice as she approached his desk.

“yes paperwork and if your going to repeat everything i say, this is going to take twice as long”.

She turned as if to go then turned back again “...why”?

“Well it is part of my job”

She smiled suddenly “ok House, what do you want”?

“Nothing”

Her smile widened and she sat on the edge of his desk “everyone want something and you doing this for nothing is...imposable”

“Owww, ok. You got it out of me. I want three women. Preferably blonde and...”

Cuddy scoffed “would you like fries with that”?

“mmmm...got any whipped cream”

Cuddy pulled a disgusted face and turned towards the door.

“Why did you come last night”? He asked looking pointedly at the small cut on her forehead.

“Forget it”

“Ok, then how did you get that cut on your forehead”?

“I tripped” she said as she stepped out of his office.

o.0 Clinic

Her mind was else where as she entered the clinic and Brenda gave her a file. She saw several patients before House suddenly walked in.

“Seeing patients”

“Not right now” he replied instantly

“Well i would be if you would get out of the room”

“Come on, your already through five. Not to mention, your off the clock” he said as he tapped his watch

She checked hers and nodded “Yes, i am, but your on. Now, go get a patient”

“I have a patient”

She looked around the room “sure you do”

Suddenly he grabbed her hips and sat her on the exam table

Tbc

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