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"Are you telling me that you have nothing? I went home and got four hours of quality sleep, and you people have nothing?"
"Maybe if you were here to help," Cameron murmured.
"Maybe if you were better doctors," House snapped. "Honestly, is this the crack team that carries out my every plan?" He shook his head. "I am deeply shamed."
"Okay," Foreman sighed, ending the brewing argument. "It could be an infection."
"Could be, but it's not," Chase cut it in, growing agitated.
"Why isn't it?" House questioned.
"Because," Chase sighed. "We've run every test."
"There's always something to miss," House growled back. "New options."
"Environmental hazard-something in her home?" Cameron ventured. Foreman nodded, but Chase shook his head.
"She doesn't have allergies," he said. "It's something in her body."
"Alright. Re-test for infections," House said. "Use every available test." To the tune of many unhappy groans, he limped out of the room.

And so the day began...