Kyle Madison rode up underneath the overhang in his father's Aston Martin V12 Vanquish. Yes, he was a rich kid, but not in any way a snob. His father was the one who flashed the money, not him. Kyle had just transferred over from the West Coast. His father had heard of Dr. House's accomplishments and suggested to the medical board that his son be moved across the country just to see this one doctor. His father was ready to cut the man a large check, but Kyle somehow knew that House wouldn't buy into it as fast as his father thought he would. His father's multi-billion dollar technology corportaion practically did the boasting for him. In a few months, he gave Bill Gates a competition with corporate income.

Kyle was sometimes embarrassed whenever his father drove him around everywhere. It wasn't father-son time like normal families had, it was just his father's way of showing off that he had an heir to his fortune. However, his heir may not be around long enough to inherit anything. The doctors in the West told him that Kyle had a some new strain of cancer. It wasn't causing any physical harm to his body, it was just rapidly draining him of energy. Several times Kyle had passed out and had to be rushed to the ER. The exams showed several corrupted cells that had become cancerous by recognition. However, the cells did not act like normal cancer cells did.

"You must be here for Doctor House," the nurse behind the front desk said to Mr. Madison as he put on his genuine, billion-dollar smile.

"Yes, is he in?" he asked.

"I'm afraid he's busy at the moment. But we'll go ahead and get your son situated in a room. He should be with you in..." she glanced at the clock above her, "....well, actually, I'm never sure when he's going to finally see a patient. But I assure you, he'll examine Kyle sometime today."

Mr. Madison grimmaced and all the nurse could do was just smile back at him like she was ignorant of his annoyed nerves. After a long minute of awkward silence she handed him a clip board of papers for him to fill out and sign. He rolled his eyes when he came across the Do you have insurence? question. He had enough to money to do without insurence, but he kept coverage just incase.

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