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Chapter 1: The Unhappy Birthday

"So, House, what are you up to tonight?" Dr. Wilson asked while taking his friend home. "No good," House responded sarcastically, "why you got something planned?" "Yeah, um, a few of us doctors are going out to get something to eat, you want to come?"

"What more would I want?" House asked "Having fun with the idiots at work?" "Come on Greg, what would you prefer, going home and sulking over your piano, like you've done every day of your life, or something different?" "Hey, I did'nt play last night, that was plenty different for me." House said. "Come on Greg, please." "Allright, but you'll have to provide the transportation, my car's in the shop."

"Cameron will pick you up outside of your House, and Greg, you better answer the door." "I will mommy, you want to call me when she get's here, I don't answer the door to strangers." "House," "Okay, bye."

That night...

Cameron had strict orders, "Go to his house, don't say anything about his birthday, just act as normal as possible and bring him, no questions asked." "I wish it was that easy." She thought to herself and approached House's door.

House was playing his piano when he heard a knock on the door. "Come in!" House yelled. No one came in, but there was another knock on the door. House got up and opened the door, "What part of 'Come in', don't you understand?" House shut the door and followed Cameron to her car. "I guess the part where you can't here from someone playing piano." Cameron added sarcasticly. "Oooh, good one!" House said and started to get into Cameron's car when he heard someone behind him.

"Exscuse me sir, can I have some money?" The man asked walking over to House. "Sorry, left my wallet at home." Which was not true, he could'nt get anything if he hadn't had his wallet. "Some how I know that's not true." The man said walking closer to Dr. House.

"Sorry bud, I don't do charity cases, now go to a homeless shelter and get some help, okay?" House once again turned to get into the car, but was stopped by the man. "I'm no charity case." The man pulled out his gun.

"I need some money." "Cameron run!" House yelled. Cameron started running down an alley and hid.

"Man, you gonna give it to me, or do I need to force it out of you?" Before House could answer he heard the gun go off. He slowly crumpled over himself. "NO!" Cameron whispered she heard a gun go off, but she hoped House was okay.

The man grabbed House's wallet and got into Cameron's car and left. Cameron ran out of the alley to see House laying on the ground, in a circle of blood. "Dr. House, are you okay?" She turned House over on his back. "Allison, help me, please." House whispered, he felt the darkness creep over him. "Greg, hold on, I'll get you inside, just hold on." Cameron started to drag the already unconscious Greg into his House.

She dragged him over to where the phone was and dialed '911'. "Hello, um this is Dr. Cameron from Princeton, Hospital, my boss has been shot.

Okay, please hurry." Cameron got off the phone after giving the man all the details, and called Wilson.

House shivered, while she was on the phone with Wilson. "James, where does he keep his blankets, he's getting cold." James told her what to do and where everything was and that he would meet her at the hospital."Come on Greg, just hold on, hold on."

End of Chapter 1. Chapter 2 up soon.