You want me to Date You?

Chapter Twenty Five

At the hospital, House and Cameron arrive on their floor and step out of the elevator to hear loud shouting coming from Calvin's room. House looked down at Cameron before he walked quickly towards the noise, knowing that she was right on his heels behind him.

At the entrance of Calvin's room, House furrowed his brow at the situation in front of him. "Get out of my room!" Calvin screamed, looking towards an older man that stood at the foot of his bed.

The man shook his head angrily. "Don't you dare put this on me boy!" he retorted.

"I'm not going to grovel at you dad," Calvin growled.

"That's not what I am asking you to do."

Calvin scoffed, "Like hell it's not!" he yelled. He turned his head, noticing that House and Cameron were standing in the entrance of his room. "I thought you said you didn't call?" he questioned loudly.

House glanced over at Cameron before he sighed and shrugged. "Don't mind me," he stated, "I'm just here for the show."

Calvin's father rolled his eyes and turned away from his son. "Well, there's not going to be one." He starts to walk out of the room, only for House to block his exit with his cane.

"What happened to the big apology?" House asked, "Yesterday he was all 'daddy I'm so sorry...'"

Calvin narrowed his eyes as he sat on his bed. "That's not any of your business."

House smirked. "You should've thought about that before you decided to stalk me." He looked over at Calvin's dad, "So what does the kid have to apologize for?" he questioned. "You're the one that tossed him out."

"Now why on earth would I do that?" Calvin's father asked.

"I don't know, maybe because it's tough to brag to your buddies that your son knows all the words of The Wiz," House retorted, watching as the man got angry at him.

"That is a lie!" he hollered.

House eyed the man before he continued, "Forty Second Street? It'd be much easier to just get drunk and beat him. Explains his hating you; also your cirrhosis. Also why the more I talk, the more you sweat. What it doesn't explain, is why he's gotta apologize to you." House turned and looked back over at Calvin. "Is it residual guilt for sharing your special toy with other boys?"

Calvin looked between House and Cameron pleadingly. "Please, just leave it alone."

"Do you want to leave the man with some sort of peace when you're gone?" House questioned again, causing Calvin's dad to huff and get his attention.

"Look," he said, "Look, this has got nothing, and I mean nothing to do with him being gay! Now Cal brought this on himself, with what he did to his mother."

House furrowed his brows at the man and looked between them. "What did he do? Steal her look?" he asked sarcastically.

Calvin's dad shook his head. "No," he sighed, "No, he killed her."

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House and his team all sat around the large table in the diagnostic's conference room. Cameron sighed and sulked in her chair, shaking her head. "Calvin lied to us."

"That's certainly shocking," House retorted as he leaned back in his chair.

Cameron got up from her seat and began to pace. "The mom's kidneys were failing, she needed a transplant, they tested Calvin, and he was a match. He was also positive for HIV, but mom never found a qualified donor, so she dies."

"Such a tragic tale," House answered.

Foreman shrugged, leaning forward in his seat, placing his elbows on the table. "He didn't kill her. We aren't donor farms for our parents."