Disclaimer: I don't own any of these characters I just like to use them

A/N: So this is pretty off the wall. I was just reading some Dr. Who Fanfiction and some House M.D. and it just kind hit me, why not cross them? So this is my pitiful attempt at crossing realistic fiction with science fiction. Please review and I hope you enjoy.

P.S. It's Doctor number nine, just because I like him better.

Chapter 1

Dr. House had had about enough. His best friend had been avoiding him for weeks and he couldn't figure out why. Every time he saw Wilson, the man would mysteriously disappear down another hall or into the stairwell where House refused to go. To top it all off, the Oncologist had taken to leaving the hospital for lunches so House wasn't even able to catch the man in the cafeteria. Of course it didn't help any that over these last few weeks his leg had been giving him a lot more problems than usual. It seemed that even his own body was trying to keep him from talking to Wilson

House decided that this had gone on long enough. He knew that Wilson was currently in his office so the Diagonstian decided that now would be the perfect time to drop in on him. He was currently in his own office, but not for long. He got up and opened the sliding glass door to his balcony. Wilson's office was right next door with an adjourning balcony. This was one of House's favorite ways to get his friends attention to cross from one balcony to the other.

As he reached the other's glass door, he saw that Wilson had his hand on his office door and was preparing to leave. House quickly threw open the glass door and said, "Busted!"

Dr. Wilson nearly jumped a mile and dropped the brief case that had been in his hand. It seemed to take Wilson a minute to register who it was that had startled him. "House?" he asked.

"Who else would you expect at your balcony? Romeo?"

Wilson didn't have a reaction to the quip, he just stood there staring at his friend. "Oh come on Wilson, that was at least a little funny."

Wilson simply nodded and cracked a small false smile that disappeared faster then it had come. "What are you doing here?" he asked.

"Can't a guy drop in on his buddy and say hi?"

Wilson continued to stare at House basically expressionless. "Geez Wilson, what is your problem?" House demanded as he limped the rest of the way into the Oncologist's office. He boldly strolled over to Wilson's desk and plopped himself in the chair, leaned back, and propped his feet on the desk.

"Come on Wilson, You've been avoiding me for weeks. What's up?"

"Nothing. I have just had a lot of work to do and I'm on my way out right now," he said as he turned from House and walked out the door.

House sat there for a moment wondering what had just happened. Nothing about that encounter had felt right. Wilson seemed to be incredibly distant which wasn't like him. Wilson, though a very great guy, was not afraid to tell House exactly how he felt. He expected the same from House, but now it seemed as if he didn't even want anything to do with the man and wouldn't give a clue why.

House sat and thought for a moment, replaying the most recent scene through his mind. Wilson hadn't said much, but it struck House how, when he did talk, he didn't really even sound like his friend. The speach patterns and cadences just didn't line up with what he was used to. House frowned as he tried to wrap his brain around this new mystery. This seemed to be a case worthy of the great Dr. House to take on.

He nodded once to himself before he got up left. He went directly downstairs to the parking garage, just in time to see Wilson pulling out. He jumped on his bike and began to trail his friend.

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Meanwhile…

"Where are we going to now doctor?" Rose asked as the Doctor manned the TARDIS controls.

"I figured that we could use a little break for a while. Thought I'd take ya home."

"Oh thanks. I bet mum will be glad to see us," Rose said with a smile.

"Well at least one of us anyway," The Doctor grumbled. He knew that it was important for Rose to return home from time to time, but he also knew that her mum was not a fan of his and every time he brought her home, the woman managed to irritate him in whatever way she could.

There was a little shutter from the TARDIS and then they heard the hum of the vortex outside subside as they felt the TARDIS touch down.

"Alright, London here we come," The Doctor said as he strolled over to the door and flung it open.

The first thing he noticed was that there was no natural light as he had thought there would be. In fact, the space that he opened the door onto was very dimly lit. It seemed that the TARDIS was currently in a large room that was tiled from floor to ceiling in green ceramic tile. There were several stainless steel tables down the center of the room as well as many stainless steel doors along the walls.

The Doctor stepped out and took in the sight of the room. Rose was close behind him. "What's this?" she asked.

The Doctor looked around for a moment longer before turning to her saying, "I think we're in a morgue."

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Dr. House followed Wilson's car at a distance. It wouldn't do any good for the man to notice that he was being followed; that would just take all the fun out of it. House noticed that they were heading towards the other's apartment, which really didn't sound like it was going to be a very revealing adventure.

As they reached the apartment, House realized that Wilson had not pulled into the parking garage but rather into a short ally that ran beside his apartment. House parked his bike so he could just see as Wilson got out of the car and walked a short distance further down the ally. He walked up to a stairway that led down to an old storage basement that was below his apartment. House never heard of Wilson, or anyone from his complex for that matter, using the dilapidated basement. Maybe this wasn't going to be such a fruitless quest after all…

"A morgue?" Rose said somewhat disgusted. "What we here for?"

"I've no idea. This was not where I intended to be. Seems the TARDIS had other plans for us," He said as he eyed his ship/ police box that sat silently in the back corner of the room.

"Well, guess we should have a look. We should at least find out where we're at," Rose said.

The Doctor nodded and made his way to the other side of the room where he could just make out the door. They walked up and paused at it just long enough for the Doctor to determine if there was anyone else about. He didn't think it would be any good for them to be caught sneaking around in a morgue without permission.

After not hearing any sounds, he cracked the door a bit and took a peak outside, all was clear.

He reflexively reached back his hand and took hold of Rose's as he led the way into the hall outside. They quietly made their way down a dim corridor until they came to a stairway. They cautiously entered it and began their ascent.

As they came to the first floor and decided that this would be a good place to begin their explorations. Stepping out, they found a place full of light and sound. People were everywhere, but there seemed to be a silent order to all of the activity. They stood there for a moment taking it all in.

"We're in a hospital," Rose stated.

"Appears so. Looks like the TARDIS thought they could use another doctor around here," he said with his huge grin. Rose just shook her head at his strange sense of humor and began to wander a little further away to investigate the place.

The Doctor let go of her hand and walked off at an angel from her towards a large circle desk that was near by. "Excuse me," he said to the woman behind the desk. "I'm sorry, but could you tell me what hospital this is?" he asked smiling at the woman.

"Princeton Plainsboro Teaching Hospital," the lady answered readily. If she thought it was strange that the man didn't know where he was, she didn't show it.

"Ah, thanks," he answered and returned to Rose's side.

"Well, we're definitely not in London," he said to her.

"How do you know?" she asked as she looked through a glass door that led into another section of the hospital. Big red letters on the door proclaimed that it was a clinic.

"Can't you hear it? Not a lick of proper dialect among them. All this American drawl grates on my ears."

Rose smiled. "Now you mention it, it is rather funny sounding," she admitted.

"Question is, what was so important about this American hospital that the TARDIS decided to bring us here for?" he said.

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House sat there in surveillance for nearly a half hour before he watched Wilson come up from the basement once again and get back into his car. He watched as the doctor left and didn't even notice him sitting there. Wilson was obviously not very concerned about being stalked. And that was another thing that didn't seem right. Wilson would know better if he was trying to hide something from House to take much more caution. Wilson, beyond any other, knew best how determined House could be if he felt there was something that he was missing.

House watched as Wilson pulled away and waited for the car to turn the corner before he got off his bike and prepared to go and investigate the basement that he had just watched his friend come from. He hadn't taken more than two steps before his cell rang. Cursing himself for not having left it behind, he pulled it out and answered it, "House."

"House, where the hell are you?" Cuddy's voice grated on the other end. House winced.

"Why Cuddy, if you needed some booty call, why didn't you just call me earlier? I'm not psychic you know."

"Shove it House. You haven't done a thing all day but hide in your office and you don't have any cases right now. You should have been in the clinic hours ago and now you've disappeared altogether. So I repeat, where the hell are you?'

"Sorry mom, I just stepped out for a bite of lunch. I'll be back in about an hour."

"No you damn well better be back here in less then twenty minutes or I'm going to triple the time that you need to spend in the clinic for the rest of the month. Got it?"

House rolled his eyes as he let out an exaggerated sigh, "Yes Mother," he said as he disconnected. He gave one last glancing look at the basement entrance before he got back on his bike and headed back to PPTH.