GREGORY HOUSE, MD (An Alternate Story)

Chapter XX

House

I stormed out of her office after what happened. I could not believe she said that. What was she thinking? I was walking as fast as I could then I bumped into Malayna. She grabs me by the hand and had a worrisome look on her face.

"What happened?" she asked

"Uhmm—"

"Is it about Dr. Cuddy?"

I really can't lie when to her. I look down, took a deep breath, and told her everything. She listened intently and then told me something that hurt me.

"Just don't come with me"

I was shocked. It took a while to respond and when I did, I told her...

"But we already talked about this. I want to go."

"You want to go because of me not because you want to go. There is a big difference"

I sighed. But what's the big deal. I want to be with my friend

"So? What's the big deal? I want to be with my best friend? Is that so wrong? Don't you want me to come?

"Of course I do Greg but you have responsibilities here that you are going to leave behind and I don't want people to suffer because I took away the person that could save them"

"But if I am going to choose between them and you, I will choose you and you know that"

"But it's not just your patients are going to be left behind, Greg. You'll leave Wilson and Cuddy. Would you still choose me if it's them I'm talking about? If it's her?

We went home separately. I was silent for the entire drive. My leg is hurting so bad. I almost needed to drink painkillers but I just decided to sleep the pain. Tomorrow's my house warming. I should be prepared for that. I hope Malayna comes. I hope Cu--. Oh! Never mind. I'm sure she's not coming. My thought starts to drift away until I fell asleep.

The sound of my alarm woke me up. The hours fly so fast, I feel like I didn't sleep at all since my leg pain is still persistent. I started preparing and cooking. Yes, I started cooking again. I find it to be helping in soothing the pain away but this time I didn't work at all. I had to sit for a while then the doorbell rang. I was quick to get up hoping that it's Malayna. I needed to apologize. We didn't end up on good terms last night. I opened the door and it wasn't who I expected to be here.

"You're here?"

"Yeah. I'm sorry I don't know where else to go"

I looked at her and she looks like a mess. Where did she come from? Why does she look like this?

"Come in. You look like a mess Thirteen"

Author's Note:

Surprise! Thirteen is back. I know this is a short one but I want Thirteen to have the right re-introduction in the story. I also have a somehow different story for her than the series. I hope you keep reading. Read, comment, like, and share :)