Four Days, One Room - Day One A
Well there are these two Canadian gals that I'm really liking at the moment, so much so that I felt there must be at least one fic with them in it. I was opting for someone to write the story, but after not much takers, I decided what the heck? Just write it yourself. The two women in question are Andrea Joy Cook, better known as Jennifer Jareau from the series Criminal Minds. The other women is a lesser known person by the name of Katheryn Winnick. Their story is going to be done in crossover fashion in the setting of Princeton-Plainsboro Teaching Hospital from House. One of the numerous series Katheryn had a guest spot on. If you're curious to check out that episode, you can find it here www.surfthechannel.com/episode/99/38025.html. If you don't want to check out the episode, but want to know how does KW look like, the links below will help.
www.youtube.com/watch (click here to see Katheryn on House)
www.youtube.com/watch (click here to just see Katheryn)
So without further ado, here's the manifestation of my desire to see these two women together. This is the first story I ever written on Livejournal, or any other site for that matter. So if you're reading this, I like to hear your thoughts on these two.
Special notice: Day One was too long to post in it's entirety, so I had to break it down.
Title: Four Days, One Room
Fandom: House/Criminal Minds
Pairing: Eve Carter/Jennifer Jareau
Disclaimer: I don't own anything from House or Criminal Minds.
Rating: PG
Summary/Spoilers: An STD patient and rape victim copes with her turmoil through a special friendship she develops with a certain FBI agent. This is a retelling of the House episode ‘One Day, One Room’. Various of the episode's story revelations are revealed.
A/N: Eve is a character played by Katheryn Winnick who made a guest appearance on House for that one episode.
A/N 2: Special thanks to my wonderful beta geekgrrllurking.
Day One (Part A)
Eve opens her eyes. Her head’s spinning, whether it’s due to the handful of drugs she took or the stomach pump she’s uncertain of. She’s about to put her hand on her forehead, but then she realizes her hands are strapped down. She sees House seated on a chair beside her bed. He stands up and looks at his watch.
“You going to do that again?” House asks.
Eve slowly shakes her head.
“You’re going to be okay ... physically,” House adds as he unbuckles one of her restraints.
“Which is all that interests you,” Eve responds. House goes over to remove the other restraint. “But you’re here.”
“Under orders.” He quickly adds.
“Why would you tell me that?”
“Because I don’t like hypocrisy.”
“But you don’t have a problem with cruelty?”
House shines a flashlight in her eye. Satisfied, he pockets it. “Which brings us back to, why do you want me?”
“I don’t know,” she answers in a confuse tone.
“Tried to kill yourself because you didn’t talk to me. Must have a reason.”
“Why must there always have to be a reason? Can’t we just talk?”
“There’s a phone. Talk to a friend, family member, call the police.” Eve sighs and turns her head away.
House spins his head in a circular motion as he lets out a sigh of defeat, “You want to talk about what happened to you?”
“No.”
House takes a seat back on the stool. “You want to talk about you’re STD meds?”
“No.”
“You don’t really seem to want to talk.”
“No, I do.”
“About what?”
“I don’t know. Anything.”
“The weather?” He jokes. Eve seems to agree with that. “You were raped and you want to talk about that weather?”
She nods, “Yeah.”
“I’m not going to talk you about the weather.” He gets up and starts to put the restraints back around Eve’s wrist.
*****
House is in the lounge with Cameron, Foreman and Chase. They’re discussing the situation with Eve. House pours himself some coffee.
“You help her,” he says irritatingly to Cameron, then focuses back at pouring his coffee.
“She wants you,” Cameron being the only one in the room standing with her head up.
“God knows why,” Foreman rolls his eyes as he leans against the wall.
“She doesn’t know what she wants,” House adds, still focusing more on his morning beverage than on Cameron.
“She knows she wants you. You’re the first person she spoke to about this,” Cameron maintains her focus on House for the most part.
“Fact that I was in the wrong place at the wrong time, should be trumped by the fact I’m useless at this.” House replies.
“No, you’re not,” defends Cameron. House glares at Cameron.
Chase leans off the wall and paces towards Cameron and House. “You romantically wanting to believe that is never going to make it true.” House now shifts his glare at Chase. “I’m agreeing with you,” Chase says to House in a happy manner. “You’re the last person she should be talking to.”
Foreman feels like he needs to voice his opinion. “If she wants to talk about the weather, talk about the weather. She wants normalcy. She wants to feel like the world didn't end.”
House picks up his coffee cup, finally finished with all the trimmings. “Right. I’ll tell her that everything went on without her. Babies were born, people got married. Thousands of people will remember the day she got raped as the happiest day of their li...”
The sound of the door opening interrupts his sentence. “A gunshot victim is arriving here.” Cuddy informs them. “Get your things ready House.”
And just like that their conversation about Eve was over. Chase and Foreman are already on their way out of the room.
House looks at Cameron, the expression on his face has altered slightly. “Well duty calls. Guess that’s a sign someone else should have a turn talking to her.”
*****
The EMTs rush a stretcher through the front doors. Foreman and Cuddy are standing by for the arrival. They attend to the victim and are the first to get a look at her face. It’s a blond woman. She looks between mid twenties to early thirties. “What’s her status?” Cuddy asks.
“Gunshot wound to the abdomen. She’s lost a lot of blood, but she’s hanging in there.” answers one of the EMTs.
“Get her prepped for surgery.”
Somewhere else in the hospital Cameron gets ready to attend to Eve. She takes in a deep breath, not knowing what to expect, and slides open the glass door to Eve’s room.
“Hello my name is Cameron,” she says politely. “I’ll be attending to you.” She goes over to remove Eve’s straps.
“Here, you probably want these off.” She walks over to the other side to help unbuckle the other strap. The stool sits next to her, but she chooses to stand instead.
“Where’s Dr. House?” asks Eve while she’s removing the oxygen tube from her nose.
“He’s in surgery right now.”
“What happened?”
“Someone was shot and brought here.” Cameron answers. There’s a slight pause between them, then Cameron thought of what Foreman said earlier. “So you want to talk about the weather?”
“How is the weather?” Eve’s tone is far from enthusiastic.
“It’s good,” Cameron answers with a half cocked smile on her face, trying to make good of that answer. “Lots of sun outside.”
“That’s nice.”
“Is there anything else you want to talk about?” Still keeping that smile.
Eve turns her head away from the brunette. “I don’t know.”
Cameron drops the smile and thinks to herself, “May I ask why were you so interested in wanting to talk to House?”
“I don’t know.”
“Well everyone has their reasons. The fact you only wanted to talk to him means there’s something about him that interest you. You know what that might be?” The blonde stares back at Cameron and gives her a confused look.
Cameron’s facial expression changes. “Is it because he’s the best doctor in the hospital? Is that the reason? He’s only an expert in the medical field. He’s clueless how to talk to rape victims.”
“I know.” Eve replies back.
Cameron finally takes a seat on the stool. A look of confusion and tone of frustration begins to grow. She scratches her head. “Then what other qualities is it about House that interests you? He’s grumpy most of the time. Doesn’t look like he’s changed his clothes in a while. He’s has trouble walking.” Eve gives Cameron a slight nod.
Cameron cocks one of her eyes at the response. “That’s the reason you’re interested in House? Because he’s cripple?”
“Maybe,” Eve answers.
Cameron gives Eve a hard look, not knowing what to think about the blonde.
If you want to check out the other days:
Day One B
Day Two A
Day Two B
Day Three A
Day Three B
Day Three C