Episode 1
‘Pilot’, rewrite

The sharp sound of an alarm clock echoed all over a fancy looking house that was dark inside, because of the blinds all over the place. A ray of sunshine could get through the rap of kitchen window.

A figure that seems to be a human arm stretched out from the bed sheet and searched for the alarm clock on the small drawer next to it. The hand missed the clock twice, but at the end, it snapped the clock and the room felt silence again.
After a few moments same hand that turned off the alarm, moved again and reached the bed side lamp and switched on.

With a flash, a lean, tall figure appeared which happened to be a younger looking woman with bushy golden hair and clear pale skin who was wearing a wine-colored chemise. She covered her face with her thin, long hand.

“Remember. Get a small light bolt for your bed side lamp…”

She muttered and started to move along with her dressing gown. When she got out of her bedroom, a dog –golden - lisriber- came along and wagged its tail.

“Good morning….” The woman muttered with a tiny smile on her pale face.

She was pretty attractive woman with a long golden hair, a pair of twinkle blue eyes, tall, lean, but slim. She looks approachable, and someone who you can talk to. – Well, she should be, because she was also a psychologist, who should talk to the mad people to ‘solve’ their ‘problems’. – She made a cup of coffee for herself, and poured out the dog food for her pet.

It took a bit of time for her to get back to her room and dress up. Slowly, a bit lazily, she moved her limp and slithered out the living room of hers.
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“8: 50 a.m., Dr. Jody Robinson checks in. please write that down…”
Jody told the mid-aged woman on the counter, and the woman did as she told.
Jody started to walk up to the elevator and pushed the ‘up’ button.

“Doctor Robinson!” A casual voice came out from the back and the footsteps got close to her.

Jody made an impression of annoying but she made up face like nothing had happened.

“Oh, Michael,” Jody turned around and faced the young man who just walked to her side. “Gooood morning,”

The man called Michael stopped next to her and pulled out a couple of files.
Michael McDaniel, he was a doctor of Jody’s medical team and he was tall, good looking man who was about mid 20. He had mid length thick blond his that stuck on the back of his head and a pair of hazel eyes behind his reading glasses, twinkle.

“Morning…. I know that you are not so please to see me on morning like this… so don’t fake it…” Michael said, but not smiling.

“Oh, you got that right, Doctor McDaniel…” Jody said with a small smile on her face and pushed the button for a couple of more time.

“Mr. Justin Macmillan, 42years old, he is complaining about the phantasm sound around his head. He made an appointment two days ago, but you didn't......"

“Yeah, yeah… I didn’t keep the ‘promise’ that I didn’t even make it by myself.” Jody interrupted McDaniel’s speech.

McDaniel gave a sharp look to Jody who was pushing the button to get out of the lousy situation that she should listen to her co-worker.

With a small bell, the elevator door slide open. Jody and McDaniel stepped in.

“If you are keep act like this…..” McDaniel spoke with uncomfortable voice.
“Act like what?” Jody answered back with an annoying voice.
“Keep missing the patients and your long abandonment including your absenteeism.” McDaniel answered; his voice was a bit abrasive, but Jody ignored it.
“I can manage all those people later. That’s the one thing that I’m sure of. On the other hand, you and the others can look after them. Can’t ya?” Jody spoke and looked down at her watch anxiously.
“Maybe… but you are our boss, and we need your instructions and some kind of directions…” McDaniel said in complaining voice and gave a nasty look at Jody.

“Oh, you need my instruction and directions, eh?” Jody looked at McDaniel for the first time and smirked at him.

“Yes, we do.” McDaniel said.

“Umm…. Alright then, I will give each and everyone of you the works that you love and I will be with you and watch every move that you make and I will see if you really need my good instructions. Start form today, happy now?” Jody said with a cheerful voice and the elevator door opened and Jody and McDaniel got off the elevator and started to walk into the clinic.

“Really? Then I will tell the other team that you will.” McDaniel said with a cheerful, high tuned voice.

“Alright, alright…. I will see you later…” Jody walked on.

“Hey! Your office is this way!” McDaniel said; he looked confused.

“Yeh, yeh… thanks….” Jody walked fast toward the other side of the ward and disappeared behind the door.

McDaniel shook his head and rolled his eyes.
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“Good morning!” Jody walked in to a lounge with a smile on her face.

There were two men sitting on a table and watch the portable TV on the other side of them.

“Hey….” One of them, the younger looking one greeted her with a smile on his face, but the other one didn’t even look at her, but watch portable TV.

“Hi, James…” Jody smiled and kissed him on the cheek.
“Good morning, Greg….” Jody pressed down his shoulder but didn’t kiss him, because she knew he wouldn’t like it and push her aside.

“Hello…” Greg greeted back and finally looked up.

They have been friends for a long time. From medical school, though. They knew each others and knows exactly what to do and not to.

Jody drew a chair beside her close to the table where Greg and James were sitting and started to watch TV.

A soap opera was on and three doctors were watching the show.

After a while, a bunch of doctors came in.
Cameron, Foreman and Chase… everyone, except for Chase, didn’t look so surprise, but they stiffed for a while and walked in.

“Good morning, fellow doctors!” Jody greeted to the people who just got in.

“Good morning, Dr. Robinson…. I haven’t even guessed that you will be here…. I though your department is on the other side of the clinic…” Foreman said; tried not to sound like complaining.

“Yep, I know you are not so please to see me here, but you will see me more often if you just get into this lounge without any knocks.” Jody said; her eyes still on the TV.

“This is Diagnosis Medicine lounge. Which means this is our lounge. I didn’t know we have to knock to get inside our department lounge.” Foreman answered back.

“You can go to my department lounge if you don’t want to be with me here. My team will be very glad to see ya.” Jody said with a little smile.

“What do we have here?”

Everyone looked back at the door way.
Dr. Lisa Cuddy was standing on the door way with a mocking smile on her face.

“Good morning, Dr. Cuddy.” Jody greeted with a smile on her face.

“Dr. Robinson? I though……” Dr. Cuddy started.

“Yeah, my department is on the other side of the clinic. I’ve heard from dear Dr. Foreman here, thanks.” Jody interrupted.

“Yes, that’s what I was wondering about. The morning clinic duties should have started in an hour ago!” Dr. Cuddy said.

“Oh, really… Oh, I’m sorry. But not to worry, this show is about to finish.” Jody said and turned her head back to the portable TV. Greg smiled lightly, but James looked a bit anxious, and forcing not to laugh.

“Oh, really…. Diagnosis Medicine, Oncology, and Neurophysiology, the three department heads are sitting in a lounge and watch a portable TV.” Dr. Cuddy said hopelessly.

“Sh~ be quiet! Jess is about to find out who her father is!” Greg said and showed the hand gesture to be quiet.

After a moment, the TV show went off, and the label it said ‘To be continued’ appeared on the face of an actress and the commercial was on the TV now.

“Damn it! I hate when they do that!” Greg yelled out and hit his thigh that was stiff and cold.

“You know…. You two,” Dr. Cuddy pointed out Jody and Greg and continued with a hopeless voice. “Are real the piece of work, you know that?”

“Well, thank you.” Greg said and picked up his cane on his side and stood up. He pulled out his friendly Vicodin out of his pocket and popped it. “So, I have to deal with those runny nose kids and the worried mommy who thinks he got a tumor, aren’t I?”

Jody smiled and packed her bag; time to leave before Cuddy put her eyes on her and order her what to do next.

“And, you are, Doctor Robinson….” Cuddy started.

“Yes, I know…. McDaniel already told me what to do thanks. You know what? I think you two should get together sometimes. Have a debate about ‘how to bother the fellow doctors’” Jody said with a little smile on the edge of her mouth and started walked out the door.

Greg and James started to laugh and Cuddy’s face blushed by the feeling of humiliation.

“That…. that’s good one….” Greg said; too busy to laugh

“See ya….” Jody walked out the door and there was Michael McDaniel, waiting for his boss to come out of the room. He was holding some other folders than the man with phantasm sound. And informed he made the appointment with Mr. Macmillan tomorrow afternoon.
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(Well... it's exact same thing.... it's pretty long, though, so I will divide it into a couple... please write something down onthe bottom so makesure it's alright to me to keep write this crap... thanks for your time...)
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Second part... I think it's gonna take a while to get to the finish line...
it's like 17 pages.... (amazing, huh?)
I know it's just a cheap copy of House M.D.(Not totally!!!) but thank you if you are reading this, and about to read it.... Gee.... I screwed up... like always... :(

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“So… I’ve heard that you got a patient….” Jody said; her and her mates were sitting down and watching the portable TV, again.

“Yep…. And Wilson here’s saying that she is his cousin.” Greg said and pulled out a candy from his pocket and started to unwrap it.

“What? I never knew that you have…..”

“So, how’s Rachel?” James interrupted and changed the subject as quick as he can.

“No idea at all. I started to put her on some steroids. It seems to be a tumor. Her SED rate was elevated.” Greg answered and started to suck his candy.

“But, well… don’t you think…. I mean, it could something else? I think you are guessing that is a tumor because of inflammation of the blood vessels in the brain is awfully rare. Especially for someone her age,” Jody said and looked at Greg’s face.

“You sounds exactly like Cameron,” Greg said and looked at Jody’s face. “It is your area, though. But I don’t know anything about the possibility. We can just watch her reaction, and if I’m wrong we can change our plan.”

“So, you are going to see her dead or alive….” Jody said; but no action of surprising.

“Yep….” Greg answered surely. Just like always. The smugness was the only thing that Greg can contain, and well…. Kind of attractive quality, too.

“So you are treating her for vasculitus.” Jody said.

“For now. And if something happen, we can learn some things; we’re right, or we’re wrong.” Greg answered back.

“Hey, wait a moment. If it is your cousin, how come you don’t look so anxious or worried?” Jody asked James who was concentrating on the TV screen.

“What? Oh…. I, I, I am worried! Can’t you see it?” James answered; Jody nodded for a moment but eyed him with a kind of curious way which James tried to avoid it.

After a moment, Jody’s pager went off, that says, ‘To exam room seven, now!’

“Oh…. Yeh… The patient with who is hearing that phantasm sound,” Jody stood up and press down Greg’s shoulder, kissed James on the cheek and left the room.
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There were two men and a woman standing on a small exam room and waiting for someone to be appearing.

“Good day, people!” Jody got inside the room with a smile on her face and set on the nearest table.

“Doctor Robinson, where have you been? We were waiting for you for a half an hour!” Emily Granger, one of doctors from Jody’s team, asked and gave Jody an abhorrence look and crossed her arm over her chest.

“Well… I seem to remember that I told you,” Jody stared at McDaniel, “to see the patients by yourselves.”

“Well…. We put him onto CAT and even PET, but there was nothing.” McDaniel said with an abashed voice.

“Well… you certainly love the animals, aren’t you? Take care of cats and pets…. That’s pretty sweet of you.” Jody said; it sounds a bit absolve.

“Are… are you trying to be funny?” Mr. Macmillan asked with annoying look.

“Umm… Apparently? Nope,” Jody muttered and stretched her arm. “Toss me his medical history. If you got them, I mean….”

Granger made a face of annoying and aggressive, but passed her a file out of her clipboard.

Jody looked through the paper with an extraordinary speed and set up.

“Umm…. You’ve been to a dentist lately…. How long has the phantasm sound been?” Jody asked Mr. .Macmillan.

“Well…. About three months, I guess.” Mr. Macmillan answered and scooped out his ears for a while.

“And it was the similar time after you went to see your dentist, as well.” Jody nodded sickly, and started scrambled down something on a piece of paper.

“What are you writing?” Granger asked Jody, who was busy to write down with her handwriting.

“I’m writing a statement for this poor Mr. Macmillan.” Jody answered simply and kept scrambled down.

”A statement for what?” McDaniel asked with an abrasive voice and looked down at the paper that Jody was scrambling.

“How come you’ve never notice this simple thing? I knew that you are not good enough to figure out the difference between an amygdala and putumen, but this one! Have you ever read the history carefully?” Jody answered back with abrasive voice and an abominable smirk.

“We did! But no special family histories or no reason of the causes….”

“You idiot…. Why are you wearing your glasses for? It clearly says so. He had a dental surgery about three month ago.” Jody answered and put the paper away from her.

“And? What’s got to do with the phantasm sound?” Granger asked.

“Ha….” Jody shook her head and signed. “It is caused by a little unfriendly stuff, call ‘carborundum’.”

“Carborundum? That thing that….”

“Yes, the black hard stuff coming out from dentist’s dental drill that used in dental surgeries.” Jody interrupted and continued. “The carborundum’s tiny crystal stuck between your teeth during the surgery and carborundum crystals receipts the electric waves and increases the outlay of it. And it vibrates, and every time it does, you recognized it as a musical sound.”

No one spoke for a moment but Jody was on her feet.

“Mr. Macmillan, here’s your statement for a mental abuse for three month and go ahead, get a good lawyer, sue your dentist for the careless tool uses. I will be in my office. Call me if you need me.” Jody said and left the room.

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The third part.... pretty quick huh? Actually I already finished the second epic, 'Partenity, rewrite...' so I'm just copying my work, and pasting it....
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Jody was walking up and saw Greg on his office, popping the pills as usual.

“Hey, would you mind if I come in?” Jody knocked on the door and asked.

“Actually, I would mind. But I don’t think I can stop you from doing whatever you want.” Greg answered lazily.

“Anything new?” Jody asked; she had a sit opposite side of Greg himself and stared at him.

“Well… I was about to send Foreman to her kindergarten class, though we can find anything from there.” Greg answered.

“And then ask him to break into Adler’s house. That would be an ideal for some clues.” Jody said and got the hand a candy from a small basket on Greg’s desk.

“Well… that would work….” Greg said and whack on Jody’s hand and pulled the basket to his side, so Jody can’t reach it.

“Isn’t that the reason why you hired Foreman? ‘Cause he got a juvenile record?” Jody asked; she rubbed her hand and gave a sharp look at Greg.

“Exactly,” Greg answered with a twitched smile on his face.

“You just picked up someone with a juvenile record and put into your team?” Jody asked but no sign of astonishment.

“Well, not anyone. I picked up a doctor with juvenile record. Cuddy wouldn’t let me hire someone who isn’t a doctor, would she?” Greg said and Jody laughed.

Dr. Cameron knocked on the door and walked in. Jody was pretty sure that she heard everything that Greg and she were talking about.

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Next day, the hospital was full of people as usual, but the doctors were all around Rebecca Adler’s room.

“What’s up?” Jody stepped in and asked James next to her who looks anxious.

“I was treating her last night, and she suddenly had a seizure. And they had to shock her to get her heart going.” James answered and looked through the glass.

Foreman was talking to Rebecca Adler and he got out of the room.
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After a while, Greg and his team, including James and Jody was standing and listening to Foreman’s ‘report’ from Adler’s house.

“Nothing,” Foreman said directly.

“It’s not a tumor; she’s getting worse too fast. She can’t even stand up.” Greg said.

“No toxins, no medication at all?” Jody asked and set back on her chair.

“Nothing that would explain these symptoms.” Foreman answered surely.

“Family history of neurological problems?” Jody asked again.

“Not that I could tell from her underwear drawer.” Foreman answered but no smile.

“You said nothing that would explain these symptoms. What did you find that doesn’t explain these symptoms?” Greg asked, suspiciously.

“Dr. Wilson convinced you to treat this patient under false pretenses. Rebecca Adler is not his cousin.” Foreman said and James seems to be shocked, but calm himself down quickly and open his mouth.

“That’s ridiculous. You can ask her yourself! Can we get back to…?”

“She’s not Jewish!” Foreman said.

“Rachel Adler is not Jewish?” James said with a little surprise on his face.

“I had ham at her apartment!” Foreman said, and James went on about a lot of Jewish people have non-Jewish relatives and most of them don’t keep kosher.

Then on and on and on! The debates around the relationship between James and Adler didn’t seem to be ending until Greg yelled at Foreman – all of us though he was talking about James who called Adler as ‘Rachel’, instead of ‘Rebecca’.-

“You idiot!” Greg Shrunk.

“Hey, listen…” James tried to explain about his teeny mistake about the wrong name calling, but Greg interrupted.

“Not you, him!”

“Everything I found was in….” Foreman spoke again, but interrupted again.

“You found ham!” Greg said.

“So?” Foreman asked back with a curious look.

“Where there’s ham there’s pork, where there’s pork there’s….”

“Neurocyticercosis?” Jody interrupted, but Greg nodded.

“Tapeworm? You think she’s got a worm in her brain?” Chase asked with astonishment.

“It fits,” Jody said, but Greg was the one who continued.

“Could have been living there for years, it never occurred to me….” Then he interrupted by Cameron.

“Millions of people eat ham every day! It’s quite a leap to think that she’s got a tapeworm.”

“Think about it! When you give steroids to a person who has a tapeworm, they get a tiny bit better and then they get worse!” Jody paused and continued. “In a typical case, if you don’t cook pork well enough you ingest lives tapeworm larvae. They got these little hooks they grab onto your bowel, they live, grow up, and reproduce themselves.”

“Reproduce? There’s only for one lesion, and it’s nowhere near her bowel!” Chase argued.

“That’s because this is not a typical case.” Greg answered simply.

“Tapeworm can produce 20 to 30,000eggs a day. Guess where they go.” Jody asked.

“Out?” Foreman answered.

“Not all of them. Unlike the larvae, the egg can pass right through the walls of the intestines and into …..” Jody interrupted by Greg this time.

“… The blood stream. And where does the blood stream go?”

“Everywhere?” Cameron answered.

“As long as it’s healthy the immune system doesn’t even know it’s there.” Jody said.

“And the worm builds a wall, uses secretions to shut down the body’s immune response and control fluid flow.” Greg said.

“As long as it’s healthy? So what do we do? Call a vet and nurse?” Foreman asked; he sounds pretty irritable by this abominable case.

“It’s too late for that. It’s dying, and as it dies this parasite loses the ability to control of the host’s defenses.” Jody answered; it sounded miserable a bit.

“The immune system wakes up and attacks the worm and everything starts to swell, and that is very bad for the brain.” Greg said.

“It could still be a hundred other things. The eosinophil count was normal.” James said.

“It’s only abnormal in 30% of cases!” Chase said.

“Which proves nothing,” James answered back.

“No, no, you see, it fits, it’s perfect! It’s explains everything!” Greg said.

“And that proves nothing either.” James repeated again.

“I can prove it by treating it like before.” Greg said.

“No, you can’t. I was just with her she doesn’t want any more treatments.” James said.

“She doesn’t want any more experiment. She wants to go home and die.” Jody said; it sounded miserable again.

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Alright... I know that my writing skills are just pathetic.. but what do you except from year 9 high school girl?? I beg your pardon if I disappointing you.... :(

Fourth Part
Look... I'm really sorry... I didn't read the instruction(?) on the front where it says, 'finished stuff only' sign.... well.... It is pretty long stuff and I'm sure I can finish in this part.... I couldn't find the way to move my stuff to the 'Stories' part.... if someone knows what to do, please tell me.... (alright... again, I'M PATHETIC :( )

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Jody was standing out side of Rebecca Adler’s room and watched Greg House who was dealing with his patient. Adler looks thinner and weaker than before.

Rebecca asked what made Greg a cripple, and asked ‘Did he think he was dying’.

“I hoped I was dying.” Greg answered.

“So you hide in your office, refuse to see patients because you don’t like the way people look at you. You feel cheated by life so now you’re gonna get even with the world. You want me to fight this. Why? What makes you think I’m so much better then you?” Adler asked directly. – ‘smart’, Jody though.

“When you’re scared, you’ll turn into me.” Greg answered again.

“I just want to die with a little dignity….” Adler spoke; it did sound hopeless.

“There is no such thing! Our bodies break down, sometimes when we’re 90, sometimes before we’re even born, but it always happens and there’s never any dignity in it. I don’t care if you can walk, see, and wipe your own butt! It’s always ugly, always. You can live with dignity, we can’t die with it.” Greg barked; well, it wasn’t that loud, but it did sound he was irritable.

After a while, Greg came out with a sign.
“So?” Jody asked; started to walk with Greg who was limping.

“No more treatment.” Greg answered simply.

“She was quiet right you know.” Jody said, gave a look at Greg.

“Which bit? That she can die with her dignity if she goes home and die? That was totally not…..”

“No, about feel cheated by life so now you’re gonna get even with the world.” Jody interrupted.

“…….” Greg didn’t say anything, but keep on his limping.

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They went back to Greg’s office where the others were waiting.
Foreman pulled out a dumb idea they can get a court order, override her wished. Claim that she doesn’t have a capacity to make her decision to kill herself.

“But she does have a capacity to make her decision.” Jody said; sounded hopeless to see a patient to give up her life that easily.

“But we could claim that the illness made her mentally incompetent.” Cameron pulled out Foreman’s idea again.

“Pretty common result!” Foreman agreed and looked at Greg hopefully.

“That didn’t happen here.” Greg said and picked up his cane.

“You are not gonna do it. Rebecca is not just a file to you anymore, is it? You respect her!” James said.

“So because Greg respects her, he’s going to let her die?” Jody answered back to James.

“I solved the case, my work is done.” Greg said and started to get out of the room, but Chase caught up with him on the corridor; he seems to be having an idea.
“Patients always want proof, we’re not making cars here, we don’t give guarantees.” Greg muttered and kept on limping.

“I think we can prove it’s a worm. It’s noninvasive, it’s safe. I’m not completely sure but…..” Chase interrupted by Greg and the others walked out from the room.

“Yeah, yeah, yeah, what’s the damn idea?” Greg asked.

“Have you ever seen a worm under an x-ray? A regular old, no contrast 100 year old technology x-ray? They light up like shotgun pellets. Just like on a contrast MRI.” Chase said.

“Which is the same thing as a CT scan, which we did, which proved nothing?” Foreman said with an aggressive tone.

“Worm cysts are the same density as the cerebrospinal fluid. We are not going to see anything in her head, but Doctor Chase,” Jody paused and looked at Chase with a smile on the edge of her mouth; Chase blushed a bit, and continued. “…is right. We should x-ray her.”

“But we don’t x-ray her brain, we x-ray her leg. Worms love thigh muscle. If she’s got one in her head, I guarantee you there’s on in her leg.” Greg finished.

“And if she really has it, give her two pills of Albendazole. Every day for at least a month with a meal. Possible side effects include abdominal pain, nausea, headache, dizziness, fever, and hair loss. We’ll probably make you keep taking the pills even if you get every one of those. But it’s pretty addictive when you get use to it, but who cares?” Jody finished and gave a look at Greg who was about the pop his pill.
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Just like usual, three doctors sitting down on a table and watching a portable TV.

”You said she was your cousin. Why would you lie?” Greg asked to James.

”Somehow that made you to get you to take the case?” James answered; his eyes fixed upon the TV.

” You lied to a friend to save a stranger; you don’t think that’s screwed up?” Greg asked; a sound of disappointment.

“So you are saying that you’ve never lied to us?” Jody asked back.

“I never lie.” Greg said surely.

“Oh, really.” James said with a little smirk.

Suddenly a nurse knocked on the door and every attention fixed on to her; she looked a bit surprised to see all those people inside a lounge and watch TV.

”Eh….Dr. House? You have a patient.” The nurse said.

The nurse pulled the blind away and an old guy appeared.

”He says he needs a kind of refill.” The nurse said.

“Got change for a dollar, anyone?” Greg asked and started to move his cane slowly.

THE END