"House," a familiar voice echoed, the noise ringing through House's weary head. Opening his eyes he could make out the vague outline of Remy. In House's view everything was spinning around her. Remy handed him a glass of water. "Here drink this," she said before hoping off his table and pulling her long black business pants up so they met with her cardigan. Walking into the next room she came back holding a manila folder full of documents and forms. "Abby Hadley, 31, complaining of unexplained shortness of breath, Nausea, lack of Vision, headaches and joint pain," Remy said pacing House's office as he sat there trying to wake up and allow the pain from the night before to pass. "Ct's and MRI's rule out tumours or benign masses, no family histories of Arthritis, no cardiac history, we've ruled out Huntington's and MS and when we admitted her stats were completely fine even though she couldn't breathe," Remy added.

"And you happen to be in my room telling me this why?" House snarled holding his head in his hands.

"She is my sister and s he needs the best medical care out, that is why I'm entrusting her to you," Remy said marching out of his office and into her sister's room.

House moaned in pain as the door slammed shut. "Great," he said, drinking the water Remy had given him as well as two vicodin. Getting to his feet he grabbed his cane and walked into Abby's room. "Hello," House said walking into the room. "Foreman I didn't know you'd been assigned the case, oh well that works out the best for both of us as you know I'm a really busy guy. Oh would you look at that, I think Wilson is looking for me well I'd better be off," House said sarcastically heading towards the door as Abby's vitals plunged. House was at the door when Foreman called for the crash cart. "Damn," House said walking back into the door. Throwing his cane out of the way, he grabbed the crash cart and tied the bag to the end of the intubation tub. With foreman doing compressions House grabbed the crash cart and shocked her brining her pulse back on the first go. Remy smiled with joy and pushed away her tears before turning back to House, "Now will you help me?"