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[provincialbelle]

Belle had been figuratively worn after the first visit to the doctor. McCoy had hardly taken a look at her before dismissing it as something he didn't do (and given that his voice still sounded hoarse from that terrible incident, Belle had merely tugged at Jacob's sleeve to get him to draw away before they bothered him more). Still, two things came of that meeting.

The first was the secure knowledge that she wasn't pregnant (but she also wasn't feeling any better). The second was a referral to 'someone who's probably dying to help'. So this was how Belle found herself and Jacob in the company of Doctor House, sitting with her hands in her lap and trying to keep a straight posture though her exhaustion, no matter how difficult it might be.

"Well? Do you want my case?" she asked House, her eyes tracking him unsurely.

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[provincialbelle]

Belle looked to Jacob as she tried to think about all the other symptoms she'd been experiencing. "I've had headaches? Soreness, too," she explained. "And some nausea, but it's never been bad enough to actually vomit." She gnawed on her lower lip, wondering if she was missing anything that was important. "Mostly, the lethargy has been so abnormal for me. I'm never that tired, not normally."

[misanthrope_md]

House frowned a little. "Lean forward," he said, and reached out to feel the lymph nodes on her neck.

[provincialbelle]

Belle pressed her lips together in quiet worry, glancing back to Jacob for a moment of support before she did as he said, leaning forward in order to allow him to inspect her.

[quileutejacob.livejournal.com]

"It's gonna be fine, Belle," Jacob promised, reaching out and squeezing her hand. He didn't want to get in the way of the doctor, though, so he dropped it just as quickly.