Disclaimer: Sadly, I own nothing here. Even worse, I haven't been able to watch House for weeks now.

An Onion Bagel

House and his ducklings sat in the conference room eating bagels and coffee. All four were sitting quietly, as it had been a long weekend. They'd had a difficult case and had spent long hours trying to solve it. Now, Foreman was staring off into space, Cameron was reading a medical journal, and Chase was asleep with his head on the table. House was leaning back in his chair, his good leg propped up on the table, twirling his cane. As Cuddy's stilettos clacked their way to the door, and she walked in, no one really noticed. Foreman and Cameron glanced over, but Chase and house paid her no heed. As she opened her mouth the most likely tell House off for having his foot on the table, she recoiled.

"What is that smell?" She asked, placing one finely manicured hand over her mouth.

Foreman looked up, "I don't smell anything."

"Maybe it's the onion bagel." Cameron suggested. "Whenever Chase picks up bagels, he always gets an onion one, but no one eats it."

"It's because the variety bag is cheaper," Chase retorted, his voice muffled, "and onion is part of the variety. If you don't like it, you can buy the bagels."

"Whatever." Cameron replied, returning to her journal.

"I don't care why it's here, if someone could just get rid of it."

House finally looked up at the Dean of Medicine, a questioning look on his face.

"I'll do it." Foreman got up and grabbed the bag, throwing it away in House's office. As he returned he asked, "So, what's the case?"
Cuddy signed and sat down, rubbing the back of her neck tiredly. "10-year-old girl, lost all feeling in her legs, but has no spinal trauma."

As the two awake lackeys started flipping through the girl's history, House continued to look at Cuddy. "You've been awfully tired lately." He observed.

"So?"

"And you never eat anything anymore." The diagnostician cocked his head at the woman sitting across the table from him.

"I have a stomach bug. What do you care?"

"But it's been going on for too long now to just be a virus."
"Just leave me alone House!" With that she stormed out of the room and down the hall.

Without looking up from the file, Cameron remarked, "Geeze, House. Way to go."

Chase finally looked up. "Yeah House, great way to start the week."
House, for once in his life, said nothing. He just walked into his office and shut the door, deep in thought.