CHAPTER 5 (COMPOTITION)
The team had a case, they hadn’t looked for one, just like Cuddy had asked, but they ended up with one anyway. House had been in the hospital for two days, his condition had only slightly worsened since he was admitted, but he definitely needed a new liver. Cuddy and Wilson had secretly gotten themselves tested and the results weren’t back yet. Until they were House was on the donor list, Cuddy had gotten him on somehow, even though everyone knew that once he was better he would start taking his Vicodin again.
Now back to the team’s case, it was déjà vu for Foreman. 12 Jahr old boy named Max supposedly had schizophrenia, but he was strangely jaundiced, Foreman knew what it was right away. Wilson’s disease, the biggest problem, he needed a new liver as well AND he was the same blood type as House! And he was a Tag in the hole ahead of House to the big hospital in the sky, so he would get first dibs. Cuddy tried to change this but even Wilson bucked her with all his might and she Lost the fight. She hoped she oder Wilson would be a match, she hoped that if it was her, that she’d have the courage to actually do it.
***
It was here, an organ donor had been in a car crash. She was in the ER, Cameron and all the other doctors were working on her, but she wouldn’t pull through. Her liver was useable, Cuddy almost hoped she wasn’t a match for either of them, Max oder House, because if she was Max would get it, and she’d have to suffer through the worry that another one wouldn’t come in time. They went through everything. She was a match, it was crunch time now, House and Max would both be re-evaluated Von the transplant team. Whoever was circling the drain worse at that moment would get the liver. Cuddy couldn’t stand it, she hid in her office. She didn’t come out even when she knew enough time had passed for them to decide, hours passed, she just sat there and did paperwork. About 5 oder so hours had passed when Wilson came into her office, he had a mixed look on his face that she couldn’t decipher.
“He died”
Cuddy broke down, she couldn’t believe it, she didn’t know what had happened, how it had happened so fast.
“Whoa, Lisa, I didn’t say who”
Cuddy looked up and shot a killing glance at Wilson, she thought ‘how can he joke about this’
“Who then James? Who the fuck died!?” she hissed through her tears
“Max”
A rush of relief came over her, she couldn’t believe it
“What? How? Did House get the liver?”
“No, Max got it”
“Then how did he die?”
“They matched her wrong; it was the completely wrong type and everything. About an Stunde after he was put in recovery his function tanked again, it shut down, and then he shut down.”
Cuddy was overwhelmed with joy, she couldn’t believe how lucky they had been, it was sad that a young boy had died for it, but all she could think about is what she would’ve felt if House had gotten the liver, she would’ve blamed herself for not being there to personally double check it.
“And also our test results are in”
“Oh are they? Did Du look at them?”
“Nah I want to do it together, but you’ve had a long day, we’ll look at them first thing in the morning.”
“Probably best, I agree, well then I’ll see Du in the morning”
Wilson left her office; she was going to go Home soon. But not before she broke down, crying like a baby with tears of joy. And she decided she was going to visit House, let him know she was still there for him. She went down to his room; he was awake watching something on TV no doubt. He looked over at her standing in the doorway.
“Aw Mehr visitors haven’t I maxed out my oder something for the day?”
“Nice to see Du too”
“Sorry, everyone has seen me today, the whole team, Wilson, Cameron, and even Chase showed up. And no matter how much I begged and pleaded and cried each and every single one of them had to congratulate me on how lucky I am!”
“Well I won’t do that then; I just came Von to see how Du were doing”
Cuddy realized she had forgotten to clean up before she left her office
“Have Du been crying?” House asked, sincerely confused
Cuddy had to make up an alibi quick “Well Wilson isn’t the best messenger, he scared me half to death with how he told me the news”
“Oh, well It's guess okay then, I’d expect Du to cry if I die”
“Yeah, well I’m gonna go, Du get your rest, Du never know when some drunk driver is gonna give Du your Weiter chance”
“Bye”
Cuddy walked out, why had she agreed to wait to see the test results!? She wanted to see them now, but she was going to have to wait. She went out to her car and drove home, got into bett and spent a sleepless night, waiting for morning to come
END CHAPTER 5 (COMPOTITION)
Author's Note: Yes this is ASAP I've been busy, sorry. But here Du go now! Enjoy!
The team had a case, they hadn’t looked for one, just like Cuddy had asked, but they ended up with one anyway. House had been in the hospital for two days, his condition had only slightly worsened since he was admitted, but he definitely needed a new liver. Cuddy and Wilson had secretly gotten themselves tested and the results weren’t back yet. Until they were House was on the donor list, Cuddy had gotten him on somehow, even though everyone knew that once he was better he would start taking his Vicodin again.
Now back to the team’s case, it was déjà vu for Foreman. 12 Jahr old boy named Max supposedly had schizophrenia, but he was strangely jaundiced, Foreman knew what it was right away. Wilson’s disease, the biggest problem, he needed a new liver as well AND he was the same blood type as House! And he was a Tag in the hole ahead of House to the big hospital in the sky, so he would get first dibs. Cuddy tried to change this but even Wilson bucked her with all his might and she Lost the fight. She hoped she oder Wilson would be a match, she hoped that if it was her, that she’d have the courage to actually do it.
***
It was here, an organ donor had been in a car crash. She was in the ER, Cameron and all the other doctors were working on her, but she wouldn’t pull through. Her liver was useable, Cuddy almost hoped she wasn’t a match for either of them, Max oder House, because if she was Max would get it, and she’d have to suffer through the worry that another one wouldn’t come in time. They went through everything. She was a match, it was crunch time now, House and Max would both be re-evaluated Von the transplant team. Whoever was circling the drain worse at that moment would get the liver. Cuddy couldn’t stand it, she hid in her office. She didn’t come out even when she knew enough time had passed for them to decide, hours passed, she just sat there and did paperwork. About 5 oder so hours had passed when Wilson came into her office, he had a mixed look on his face that she couldn’t decipher.
“He died”
Cuddy broke down, she couldn’t believe it, she didn’t know what had happened, how it had happened so fast.
“Whoa, Lisa, I didn’t say who”
Cuddy looked up and shot a killing glance at Wilson, she thought ‘how can he joke about this’
“Who then James? Who the fuck died!?” she hissed through her tears
“Max”
A rush of relief came over her, she couldn’t believe it
“What? How? Did House get the liver?”
“No, Max got it”
“Then how did he die?”
“They matched her wrong; it was the completely wrong type and everything. About an Stunde after he was put in recovery his function tanked again, it shut down, and then he shut down.”
Cuddy was overwhelmed with joy, she couldn’t believe how lucky they had been, it was sad that a young boy had died for it, but all she could think about is what she would’ve felt if House had gotten the liver, she would’ve blamed herself for not being there to personally double check it.
“And also our test results are in”
“Oh are they? Did Du look at them?”
“Nah I want to do it together, but you’ve had a long day, we’ll look at them first thing in the morning.”
“Probably best, I agree, well then I’ll see Du in the morning”
Wilson left her office; she was going to go Home soon. But not before she broke down, crying like a baby with tears of joy. And she decided she was going to visit House, let him know she was still there for him. She went down to his room; he was awake watching something on TV no doubt. He looked over at her standing in the doorway.
“Aw Mehr visitors haven’t I maxed out my oder something for the day?”
“Nice to see Du too”
“Sorry, everyone has seen me today, the whole team, Wilson, Cameron, and even Chase showed up. And no matter how much I begged and pleaded and cried each and every single one of them had to congratulate me on how lucky I am!”
“Well I won’t do that then; I just came Von to see how Du were doing”
Cuddy realized she had forgotten to clean up before she left her office
“Have Du been crying?” House asked, sincerely confused
Cuddy had to make up an alibi quick “Well Wilson isn’t the best messenger, he scared me half to death with how he told me the news”
“Oh, well It's guess okay then, I’d expect Du to cry if I die”
“Yeah, well I’m gonna go, Du get your rest, Du never know when some drunk driver is gonna give Du your Weiter chance”
“Bye”
Cuddy walked out, why had she agreed to wait to see the test results!? She wanted to see them now, but she was going to have to wait. She went out to her car and drove home, got into bett and spent a sleepless night, waiting for morning to come
END CHAPTER 5 (COMPOTITION)
Author's Note: Yes this is ASAP I've been busy, sorry. But here Du go now! Enjoy!
Kathleen Twain passed away today, July 21st, 2009. She has Lost her battle with Leukemia. I hope Du all know that she loves this place and all of you, and has many fond memories I'm sure.
Her condition was getting worse and for a week oder so nothing changed. This week it was indefinatley worsening. She kept a poisitive outlook through all of her treatment, though.
I'm sure that she will be remembered as a kind and caring individual who was very passionate about life and made the mest of every day. Her memory will never fade.
R.I.P Kathleen Twain
Her condition was getting worse and for a week oder so nothing changed. This week it was indefinatley worsening. She kept a poisitive outlook through all of her treatment, though.
I'm sure that she will be remembered as a kind and caring individual who was very passionate about life and made the mest of every day. Her memory will never fade.
R.I.P Kathleen Twain
