Dylan silently cursed as he walked down the hallway. He had gotten no previous phone call, email, or even letter. He didn't have to double-check either, because that's all he had been waiting on for the past week. It didn't make him feel much better when the secretary had said "Oh, another one well good luck." in short he felt everything was out of his control. As he made his way to the office by the directions secretary he noticed a young woman standing outside the door of where his office was supposed to be.

"Excuse me?" He asked. "I'm not sure if i'm in the right place. You see i'm looking for the office of Dr. Gregory House." He knew he was in the right place but he still didn't like the fact that someone else was there. What was wrong though apparently he already had the job, shouldn't he be happy? Sadly though the young Neurologist didn't feel the slightest bit comfurted by th thought. What he did feel though was angry and confused and it didn't seem like it was going to get any better than this.

He sighed on top of all this he had recieved terrible phone call this morning. Apparently over night his older brother's codition had worsened overnight. His big brother was slowly dying and there was nothing he could do about it. His big brother who done everything in the world to take care of him and Nick after their parent had fallen ill. It had seemed in possible at the time but slowly after a while though he had slowly grown to except it. Now he didn't know what to do he felt more alone than ever now, but at least he had Nick, no matter how much of an idiot he is.