1692 Thunder Road, Monday evening

[niceborders]

Ivanova dragged herself up her front steps, aching more than she'd like to admit. She tried to get House, but he wasn't at his apartment when she'd called. Maybe she actually would have to go to the clinic . . .

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[truest_black]

Bella was standing at the front door. "You went away." She said folding her arms over chest.

[niceborders]

Ivanova glanced up, a faint, tired smile on her face. "Should I have called?"

[truest_black]

Bella's mouth fell open. "You got hurt." She sucked her breath in. "Did you do the muggle dueling with fists?"

[niceborders]

"If you mean a bar fight, yes."

[ownerofsteve]

House had to walk over here, but he'd done so because he was that... well, pissed.

He knocked on the door loudly with his cane.

[niceborders]

Ivanova groaned and went to open the door, forgetting about the giant black eye that was colonising her cheek as she jerked the door open. "What? Oh - House."

[ownerofsteve]

"Hate to see the other guy," House said, moving his way inside without invitation.

[niceborders]

"They were trying to wake him up when I left." Ivanova stepped aside to let him in.