It had just gone six o’clock, and the clinic was reaching the point of emptiness. Cuddy was in her office, when she got a page. The look on her face was of horror, and despair. Quickly grabbing the phone, she called Wilson’s extension number, her words where disjointed, as she gasped for breath between each word.
“It’s House.” Wilson asked what had happened, since the sound of her voice seemed to infect him too with a sense of worry and alarm. “Get to the ER.” Cuddy slammed the phone down, before grabbing her white doctor’s coat, and making her way to the emergency room.
It wasn’t...
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