Fall Out Boy Imagines 2

Pete Imagine: Dr. Gregory House M.D. Pt. 5

Chase's POV

"You find anything yet?" Foreman yelled.

"No. Just some bottles of Advil." I replied.

"Advil? How much?"

"Umm, three in here. One's nearly empty."

"Weird. I just found some in the kitchen cabinet." I walked to the kitchen and saw Foreman holding a small ziplock bag with three other bottles.

"Think there's more?" I asked.

"I'm sure of it." He replied. We both went to search the house thoroughly.

Pete's POV

I sat with Saint and helped with his homework while Bronx read his book report to (Y/N).

"That's great buddy." She smiled weakly. She was getting worse quickly but I didn't know why.

"Addicted to Advil. That's a new one." Dr. House announced, walking into the room.

"What?" I asked.

"Your wife has a nasty habit of popping three or four pills in her mouth at a time when it comes to her headache medication. She has Advil poisoning." He elaborated.

"How?" (Y/N) asked.

"When you pop too much pills, especially those ibuprofens, it's an overdose. It fits all your symptoms."

"Why didn't the medicine get out of her system?" I asked.

"It did. The other half of the problem was the withdrawal symptoms. Advil is a drug, a pretty crappy one, but still. We'll start her on some other medicines to flush out the rest of the poisoning. And next time you want that perfect high, buy the good stuff. You're celebrities." House spoke. He left and I looked at (Y/N).

"Abusing Advil? Really?" I said in disappointment.

"It helped me get through the day." She argued softly. I kissed her and sighed.

"It almost killed you."

"Yeah, I guess"

"You know you have to stop now, right?"

"Yeah." I kissed (Y/N) again and smiled.

"I'll be with you every step of the way. Promise." I said.

"Thank you." She smiled.