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This story is No. 2 in the series "The Unrevealed World.". You may wish to read the series introduction and the preceeding stories first.

Summary: Xander and Dawn are trying to find a newly called Slayer, Xander gets hurt, and goes to the hospital. Things get - interesting from there.

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Television > House, M.D. > Xander-CenteredLetomoFR1375,93525333,1579 Apr 1228 Jul 12No

3 Doctors.

3 Doctors.

A/N: Sorry, my medical source has gone on vacation, so I am flying by the seat of my pants here. Please excuse any errors, and if corrected, I will edit the chapter to change it. As always, I have no ownership of any of these characters, places, or settings.

Day 1 of Treatment

"Hey Brenda!" Dawn grinned at the nurse manning the desk in the Clinic. "Here for a change of bag."

"Right, not an issue. We're slow today, so we can get you in immediately. Dr. Volakis will be in room 3 in a few."

"Thanks!" Dawn pushed the wheelchair with Xander in it. He had been awake, and could have walked, would have walked, but Dawn wouldn't let him.

After a few minutes, Dr. Volakis, a female doctor, entered. "So, you need a new IV bag of penicillin? Anything else?"

"Yeah, I have a question!" Xander spoke up. "Can I get my right arm out of this sling already?"

"Let's see," the doctor said, checking the file. "They moved it back into place almost two weeks ago. So, yes. Yes, you can. In fact, you could have 3 or 4 days ago."

"Thank you!" Xander waited for the latest jerk on his left arm, then quickly stripped the sling off. "Finally!"

"Are you sure?" Dawn was a bit more hesitant.

"Oh, yes. If it's been supported this long, it is fine. I would warn you, the shoulder will be subject to being dislocated again in the future."

"Yes, they told us that before."

"And, here is the new bag, all attached and good. Remember, keep it above . . . "


Day 6 of the Treatment

After waiting in the common area for an hour and a half, then in the private room for another half hour, a doctor, looking disgruntled walked in. "Let's see. New IV bag. No problem. Here."

The pair looked at him. "And you are?"

"Dr. Peleaz." He obviously didn't want to be there, but was capable of switching the bags out fairly efficiently.


Day 11 of the Treatment

Xander managed to walk in, mostly because he has woken up before Dawn for the first time since his surgery. And, he had taken the opportunity to 'lose' the wheelchair. His left arm was still jerking every few minutes, but otherwise he felt fine. He had spring in his step, the sky was blue, and all was right in the world. And Dawn would never find the wheelchair!

After signing in at the clinic, he sat and waited. Dawn had pled the bathroom, and fled. He hadn't seen her since.

Once he got into the private room, he waited patiently for the doctor of the day. He had a different doctor everyday.

"So, you're here to - Xander?"

Xander's head jerked up. "Trav?! What are you doing here? I thought you were still in Africa."

"My fiancee lives in town. I'm trying to get a job here."

"So cool! Anyways, I'm here to get my IV bag exchanged."

"Right," the man began the process of changing the bags out. "What brings you here?"

"I was thinking of moving here, looking around the area, and got mugged. Took some serious damage."

"So I see!" The doctor, only a little older than Xander, stopped for a second to skim through Xander's file. "Still planning to move here after that?"

"Well, I'm less sure, but, my friend Dawn seems to want to."

"Okay, here we go," Trav finished switched the bags out. "Wish I could be here tomorrow, but I doubt I will be. Got higher ups to answer to."

"I understand. I totally understand!"


Day 17 of treatment

"I know you." The grizzled doctor had thumped into the private room.

Xander looked carefully at the older man. "Well, I don't know you."

"Not you. Her. This the guy that stopped my nap? Huh. You get the ribbons, yet?"

Dawn stared at the man, wide eyed, and started to blush.

"Not yet, huh? Well, they got a sale till the end of the week. So, you need more Penicillin? Wait, how long have you been getting this?"

"Two and a half weeks." Xander answered, staring at Dawn, who was still closed-mouthed and blushing.

"That's too long. Something's wrong. It isn't Syphillis. Which you did have, but that's not what's causing the arm spasms. Fortunately, you managed to gain my attention. I'm Dr. House, foremost Diagnostician in the United States. And you are now my personal patient. Well, I say personal, but really I'm going to be using you to decide which of the idiot doctors to keep."


"I'm hiring new fellows, and need patients to try them on. So, you're going to be guinea pig number two! Aren't you proud?"

The pair stared at the man, both wide-eyed, looking a bit scared.

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