Jessie looked more scared of the nurse than her father. Maybe since she was abused by a female. She could also feel her fathers fingers curled around hers. Dong as told sorta before totally freaking out on both trying to get away. Course was still attached to other machines and the IVs.

Wilson forced his eyes open and looks over, "Hey she is awake...and not happy I see." He shifts and sits upright watching her struggle. "And a little feisty. Sorta.."

She was gonna burn out and super fast. Though her struggles to get away were weak ones.

House watched his daughter struggle before placing a gentle hand on her shoulder so she wouldn't hurt herself. He could see that the nurse was upsetting his daughter. Asking her to leave he tried to calm his daughter down. "Hey it's alright, no one 's going to hurt you. We need to get this respirator out so you can breath normally." After the tube was out the doctor rubbed soothing circles on her forehead trying to calm her down.

He turned to his now awake friend. "Wilson can you get a glass of water for me?" Taking the water House helps his daughter sit up so she can have a drink. "Here sweet heart, just drink a little bit. It will help your throat feel better." He helped her to take a few sips, then laid her back down on the bed. House tucked the blanket around her and rubbed the hair out of her face.

Wilson nods and gets up to get the water and a pitcher of it and ice from the pantry. He plops down on the edge of his bed to watch. Not wanting to freak her out any more than she already was. "I bought more too than what was just in that cup. Figured might as well." He rubs his head softly. Less sore and headachy thanks to the meds and much needed sleep.

Jessie watches House intently the whole time. Her eyes still showing mistrust to the man who kept saying he was her dad. However, she does obey him. She sips the water the minute the tube was out and was fairly thirsty at that point too. She looks at him once he was finished doing his thing rather intently. Like an animal trying to work things out if they are friend or foe. Not getting smacked or hurt by him that whole time soothes her back in relaxation. "M?"

House heard his daughter make a small noise that he didn't quite catch. "What did you say?" He leaned closer only to hear her moan again. He pulled back to look at his daughter's vitals to make sure she wasn't crashing or anything. Her pulse was a little high, meaning she could be in pain. "Jessie, are you in pain?"

The young girl gave a positive moan and House turned to Wilson. "Can you get a nurse in here with some pain meds for her?"

Wilson nods and gets up heading out of the room to find her nurse. "Can she have some pain meds? She just said she was in pain again." Thanking her he heads back into the room and sits back down on the edge of his bed once more watching the pair. Well, said was an understatement. The girl had just moaned.

Course, unknown to ethier that is about all she would do and whimper. She wasn't going to be like the little girl in House's dreams at all. No bouncy, walky talky child. Quite and stuck in a chair. Least House wont have to really run after her literally. Fact was during the years pier to getting to her father someone had picked to hurt her spine while beating her up.

Jessie watches him still after letting him know that she was indeed in pain. Her gaze was still rather intent and nervous. Shifting a bit she curls her arms around her stuffed bunny tightly. Clinging to it like it might poof on her.

House nearly cried at the sight of his daughter clutching her bunny like a lifeline. The fear in her eyes made his heart clinch. Something wasn't quite right with the child the doctor could tell. He would put in a call for the required exams, but would leave them to be scheduled until later. House wanted his daughter to be more comfortable with him and Wilson before he had any tests preformed. He rubbed he forehead with a gentle hand humming a soft lullaby until her eyes got heavy with sleep and the little girl slowly drifted off into dreamland. House pressed a kiss to he cheek. He made sure she was warm and comfortable with her blanket and her bunny, before he grabbed Wilson with a hug.

He pressed his face into his into the oncologist's neck taking a deep breath and closing his eyes. House ran his fingers into Wilson's hair and held him close. "She- something's wrong with her Wilson. I still love her, but I think those women did something to her. Her legs aren't moving at all and it seems like she can't talk."

Wilson curls against House as he takes him into his arms. He wraps his own arms around House keeping him just as close to him if not closer. Relaxing contently at the other mans touch as he runs his hand threw his hair. Glad he was avoiding touching the lump on his head.

Pondering on what House had said as his observation of his daughter's behavior. "Maybe its just a temporary thing?" He asks trying to look on the bright side. "However, I wouldn't be to surprised. The woman was after all insane." He sighs and closes his eyes staying close to House. giving him a squeeze. "Kid has been threw pure hell and back. We may never know the full extent of it."

House leaned his head on Wilson's shoulder and closed his eyes for a moment. He pressed a gentle kiss to the side of the oncologist head and tried to quell his sadness. No matter what happened, what was wrong with his daughter he;d do what ever she needed. Threading his fingers with Wilson's he kissed his boyfriend again. "Wilson can you watch her for minute I need to make a phone call and get a few things. How's your head feeling?"

Wilson squeezes his hand, "Everything will be ok House. Things always seem to work out in the end....you will see. If she cannot talk why not teach her to sign? That way she can still talk to us." He kisses him back deeply and looks over at the sleeping Jessie and back to House. He nods, "I will. Hopefully she will stay awake while you are gone." He ponders a bit, "Still hurts but not as bad."

"Good." House pressed one last kiss to Wilson's lips and went to go make a phone call. He didn't really want to get Stacy involved in all of this, but he needed answers to the tortured condition of his daughter. That left only one option, a private investigator. He had one on retainer from when Wilson had left the hospital and refused to talk to him. The PI was a bit of an ass, especially after Cuddy had slept with him.

He looked up the number to Lucas Douglas and dialed. "House, if you're calling to harass me. Cuddy and I haven't been sleeping together in over a year..."

"No, Lucas I need your services again. If I was going to harass you it sure has hell wouldn't be over the phone. There's a little girl that was checked into the hospital early this morning. All we know is her first name, Jessie. She was abused severely. I need to know more about the people she lived with and any medical information you can dig up."

On the other line Lucas finished his cigarette while writing the information down. "Aw, is big bad old House getting soft in his old age." He smirked when he heard the low growl on the other end.

"Listen to me you little ass..." House growled softly into the phone.

"Yo Dr. House, calm down man. It was just joke. I got the information written down, but I need a bit more. You got a last name?" Lucas lit up another cigarette slightly muffling the last of his words.

"No, but she was put up for adoption by...Stacy Warner. I want you to keep this quiet. The girl's caretakers attacked some of the doctors here. One should still be alive." House gruffed out. "I need any information you did up as soon as possible."

"Yea, alright I'll get back to you by tomorrow, if I have anything. Wait isn't Stacy -" House hung up the phone on the PI and headed back to his daughter's room.

Wilson was still on the bed waiting for House to come back into the room. Though half his watch as on the sleeping Jessie. The other was looking out the window watching House on the phone. Wondering who in the world he had to call this time. Shifting he stretches a bit and winces. "Stupid head." He shakes his head and couldn't believe he was attacked in that mess and he hadn't even been involved!

Jessie blinks and opens her eyes looking around the room slowly. Looking at Wilson who was sitting and watching her intently. Shifting she moves away from his gaze. Burying under the blankets as much as she could. He sighs and shakes his head and looks pleased House was back, "So, House who was on the phone anyway?" He shifts and gets up walking over to him. Curling his arms around House tightly kissing him. "Or do I not want to know?" Why did he feel this could al end very, very badly?

Meanwhile, Stacey was going about her life having no clue about any of this mess. Having given the child up since it was well House's and she was trying to move on from him in her life with Mark. She will not be happy when she finds out about House hiring Lucas to dig up dirt.

House pulls Wilson tighter to his chest tucking the other man's head under his chin. He laid he head to the side and sighed closing his eyes and enjoying the warmth that spread through his chest. "I called Lucas Douglas, that PI that was sleeping with Cuddy awhile back. I need more information so I can help her. Lucas is a dick, but he's good at his job. He should have something in a few days." He opened his eyes and noticed to blue eyes staring at hims from a nest of blankets. The doctor let go of Wilson for a moment and gave the little girl a smile.

"Hey, Jessie. Did you wake up? Sorry darling, I had to step out for a moment." He walked slowly forward pulling Wilson with him. He sat on the edge of the bed and noticed that she flinch when they got near her. "This is Jimmy, he's my best friend and will be living with us. He's a doctor too, he helps people who are sick with cancer, um a really bad disease." He had to remember to talk softly and not use so many words.

Wilson cuddles against House contently enjoying his touch and affection. Melting against the other man closing his eyes humming in quite pleasure. He sighs softly and had his eyes slide close in contentment. "Well, I guess he is the best choice cause he is good at his job. Also, more information on your daughter would be a good thing. That way too you can press charges against the sons of bitches who did all this hell to her." He still couldn't believe someone could do this to a child. The little girl was probably never going to be a normal little 5 year old at this rate.

He felt himself being dragged by House over to his daughters bed. Seeing her flinch away from them both, "Maybe its best f you try and bond with her first. You are after all her daddy." He points out not wanting to scare her anymore than he had to. He stands by House but sorta behind. Trying to look as none threatening as possible. Which felt odd to him since none of his younger patients were scared of him!

Jessie watches from under her blankets. Trying to be brave and face them. She listens to the one claiming to be her dad intently. Looking from her dad to Wilson and back to dad again. She finally nods slowly.

"I bet you're scared. It's alright to be afraid, but we're not going to hurt you." House looks up at his friend. "Maybe it's best if you go check on your patients. I'll call you in a little bit later." He stands pressing a sweet kiss to his forehead. "I love you." The diagnostician let his boyfriend out of the room and he went back to his daughter's side.

He look at the blue eyes; clones of his own. "I didn't mean to scare you sweetheart. I know those ladies hurt you, but I promise I won't let anyone hurt you again. I didn't even know you existed. Your mom and never really got along...I'm so sorry Jessie. I should have been there for you." House feels tears in the corner of his eyes; he wiped his eyes and gave the little girl he best smile. "I would really like to get to know you better, if you'd let me. I;d like to take care of you, to be your dad..."

Wilson nods, "I think that would be for the better. I mean she is scared of us." He waves and kisses House's cheek back, "Love you too." He heads out of the room and heads to his patients to do rounds. He wished the little girl wasn't so scared of them. But couldn't blame her.

Jessie blinks slowly and listens to him intently. Watching him just as intently. Wondering if he was speaking the truth or leading her along to just harm her in the end. She shifts and slowly uncurls from under the blankets. Never ever looking away from him. Limited on were she could go thanks to her hook ups still. "m?", she asks softly.

House smiles again at his daughter's questioning little groan. "I want you to come and live with me. Jimmy and I are going to buy a house. You'll have your very own room with a big bed, and toys. We could even get you and animal if you would like a cat or a puppy." The diagnostician watched his daughter looking for any sign of her opening up to him at all. All he could see was fear and a little bit of curiosity. He tried to play to the curiosity in her eyes. House told her any story he could think of starting with old fairy tales from his childhood and after an hour of speaking making large gestures, silly voices and funny faces he heard some thing that made his heart nearly burst from his chest.

The little girl from the bed let out a small giggle. He barely heard it at first, but didn't stop with the story so she wouldn't withdraw back into her shell. He was telling her a more child friendly version of Wilson and his great adventures. He was telling her a particularly funny part when Wilson walked in.

Wilson walks into the room after making his rounds. Hooping he had been long enough to let them bond some more. He stops in his tracks listening to what House was saying about him. He shakes his head and sits on the edge of his bed again. Waiting for the moment to talk not wanting to interrupt or to scare the girl again.

He could hear her giggle again. Though it was just as faint as before. But, he could still hear it from were he was. Well, least she could do that. Jessie still watches and listens to her father intently. No longer looking so afraid of him. There was still a tiny bit in her eyes but the rest was amusement and curiosity. If she could move closer she would. But she was to stuck down by wires and tubes.

The minute House was done Wilson walks over and slips his arms around House pulling him close to him. "hey, she looks better already." He watches her flinch and sighs, "Still needs to get used to me but." He kisses the top of House's head. "Told you....you would be a good dad. Also, its dinner time. What do you want to eat?"

House leaned back into the hug and the kiss. He sighs sadly at his daughter's flinching. "Just give her time Wilson. She'll warm up to you. You got me to warm up to you after all." A wicked smile plays on his lips as he steals another kiss from his boyfriend. He lets go of the man for a moment and stand next to his daughter's bed.

"Jessie, I'm going to go get some dinner in the cafeteria. I'll bring you up a some apple sauce and toast. Jimmy will stay here with you. He's very nice and tells even better stories than I do." He kissed the top of her head and pulled Wilson aside.

"Just tell her stories, your just as good at this. I'll bring up enough food for all of us. You'll need to bond with her too." House turned back to this daughter. "I'll be right back Jessie."

Wilson nods, "I know she will House. I am not upset. I know she went threw a lot in her life. I am not surprised she is scared." He returns the kiss happily and lets House go when he stands back up once more. He shifts and sits down on a chair. Close to the bed but not to close. Not wanting to spook her.

"Will do House. I am guessing you know what I want for dinner??", he chuckles softly. "No, she really does since I will be living with you guys once she gets home." He looks over at her and tries telling her stories when House leaves the room.

Jessie watches her dad leave. Looking at Wilson with uncertain eyes. Listing to him when he talks to her and tries his best to distill her fears of him. She truly was trying...really..really trying.

House hurries down to the cafeteria to get their dinner. He grabs a few of Wilson's favorites, a couple bottles of water, some juice, crackers and some apple sauce. The cashier rang him up quickly giving him a look as he grabbed a couple candies to share with his daughter, "What I can't eat candy?" He put all of the food in a mall bag and headed back to the room.

On he way to the elevator back upstairs House was stopped by a particularly grading voice. "House." He kept moving. "HOUSE! Don't you ignore me Greg!" Cuddy caught up with him putting a hand on his shoulder to stop him. The diagnostician rolled her hand off his shoulder.

"What do you want Cuddy? I'm busy, I need to get back upstairs." House kept a hard face, glaring at the thin woman. She wilted a little under his gaze. She crossed her arms over her chest and looked down at her shoes.

"I wanted to apologize for everything that has happened. Is there anything I can to help?" House's glare grew darker. How dare this woman beg for an apology after everything.

"You want to help Cuddy. Give me my job back and get my license renewed. Get that done and then we'll talk." He got in the elevator using his cane to punch the button. House tries to even his breathing and calm down. Not wanting to upset his daughter and Wilson he counts to twenty in his head and breathes deeply. He limps down the hall back to the room, nodding to both the guards.

Inside Wilson is telling Jessie a story softly, but Greg can still see the fear in her eyes. It would probably take her a little while to get used to the other doctor. The more time they spent with her the better. He gave her a smile from across the room and set the food down on the table. "Thank you Wilson...why don't you start in the food and I'll help Jessie."

Wilson nods and gets up from his chair, "Alright." He smiles and moves off to help get all the food separated for the three of them. Moving around watching them both interact. More glad she was starting to warm up faster to her father than himself. Her dad was more important than him that was for sure. "You ok House?", he tilts his head. Seeing some tension still on the other doctors body language.

Jessie looked pleased House was back now. She was actually pretty hungry right now as well and moves a bit watching him and the food. Looking better now too that Wilson moved away. She would warm up to Wilson just needed more time to do so.

House sits down on the side of his daughter's bed and slowly moves the head of the bed up so Jessie can sit up to eat. Before he moves to help her up further on the bed the diagnostician asks, "Is it alright if I help you sit up sweetheart?" The girl flinches away at first, but then nods. House leans forward a bit and hooks his arms under her armpits gently pulling her up to sit on the bed. He arranges pillows around her so she can stay upright; placing he bunny right next to her the diagnostician pulls over the table for the bed.

House limps over and grabs a few of the lighter items he brought for his daughter. Apple sauce, crackers and a bowl of chicken soup. He arranges every thing on the tray and puts it in front of the little girl. She looks up at him with questioning eyes, breaking his heart again. "It's all for you Jessie. No one's going to take it from you. Do you need me to help you?" another quick head shake and Jessie grabs the apple sauce and a spoon tentatively. House gives her a kiss on the head. "Good girl."

Walking back to his companion he takes a seat next to Wilson and digs into the food he brought. "I'm alright. Cuddy..." He cleared his throat. "Cuddy caught me in the hall. She wanted to know what she could do to make up for all the trouble she caused. I told her I wanted my job back and my license renewed."

Jessie was still hesitant in eating her food and wasn't to sure about it as she held her spoon. Poking at the applesauce with the spoon and leaning back on the bed and pillows be placed around her. Glad it was there to support her. If not she was weak and would have flopped right back down. Poking it a few more times before hesitantly taking a little bit on her spoon on the very edge of it. Slowly putting it into her mouth. Before putting the applesauce down poking the crackers slowly next. Picking one up she flips it around in her small hand. Eyeing it with her blue eyes, inspecting every inch of it. Finally taking a bite, putting it down on the tray again. She than nabs the spoon again and does a similar thing to the chicken soup. Taking a tiny bit on the edge of the spoon and trying it.

It took awhile before she finally eats it all down rapidly. Scarily fast like someone was going to take it. Even if he said nobody was going to take it on her. She finishes it in no time flat. Licking the inside of the applesauce cup and the inside of the chicken soup cup. Making sure she got every drop and morsel of food.

Wilson sits down next to House and kisses his cheek, "I am sorry House. Cuddy is a jack ass. She needs to give your job back. You need it to keep your sanity. Also, I am going to try and get the house. Even if we don't see it." He starts to eat his meal and smiles, "hey, you at least remembered what I like to eat." He grins and slowly and kisses him deeply, "Love you. Also, man she eats fast." She looks up at Jessie choking down her food so fast.

House turned to look at his daughter. He saw her slurping down the last of her food then licking the inside of each bowl. My god, what did they do to you Jessie? He put down his food and slowly stood up. "Jessie honey, you don't need to eat so fast. You'll get sick. No one is going to take your food I promise." He sat down next to his daughter on the bed and bundled up the empty food boxes. Smoothing the girl's hair back from her eyes he gave her a light smile. He moves the bed table back, but makes sure the pink sick bucket is nearby for, House is sure, the impending upset stomach. "Alright Jessie, do you want to watch some cartoons?" The diagnostician flicked on the TV finding the cartoon channel. He left the clicker beside her hand. "I'm gonna finish my dinner and then I'll come sit with you."

He set back beside Wilson to finish eating his meal. "I'll stay with her tonight. You can go home if you want..." House really wanted to have the to have his friend share a bed with him tonight, but the oncologist had patients to worry about.

Jessie watches him crinkle up the empty food boxes and looks like he had thrown out something important. Of course they were beyond empty and licked clean. However, she had to make sure they WERE totally clean of food. She looks down at the trash can and were they were thrown. Looking back up at her dad and than slowly at the TV. She tilts her head to the side watching it with fascination written on her face. She has never seen TV before in her life and it was amazing to her. In fact it keeps her mind focused away from the food boxes in the trash can for the moment. Blue eyes flicking back and forth rapidly following the characters on the screen.

Wilson ponders and shakes his head, "No, I can stay here. I am on call but least I wont have to drive back right?" He shifts and kisses his cheek. "Besides, I am sure you want my company." He winks innocently and smiles. "To you may need help tonight with her."