A Random Earth hotel living/sitting room

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Logan whimpers and clings to the guy that's holding her, feeling like she's going to throw up after what ever just happened. Then the new smells hit her and she stiffens and opens her eyes to stare around at the unfamiliar room. Her head goes fuzzy suddenly as she looks and she feels her knees buckle.

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House rubs Ben's back and simply looks towards the man since its the first time he's ever seen him.

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Charlie is well over six foot tall and seems to be solid muscle. But his bright blue eyes show concern in his otherwise impassive coffee and cream face. "He won't be bothering anyone again."

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"That's good." Not that he had any clue what the hell happened to begin with.

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Charlie looks at Logan, who is slumped, half concious, against House. "A man named Nathanial Essex attempted to reprogram her mind and kidnap her. Right now she doesn't remember anything."

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"We've gathered that much by the way she was acting." House states with a slight nod.

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Charlie walks over and hunkers in front of them, rocking back slightly as Ben launches himself at him and clings to his black T-shirt. "Woah. Careful, little britches." He rubs the baby's back.

"You donna fix Ama?" begged Ben plaintively.

"I'm going to try very hard," rumbles Charlie, his hard voice gentle. "Here, you sit on the couch, or on your Ada, alright?"

"Ama needs Ada." Ben scrambled to a place on the cushions next to House and held his toes, his chin lowered to rest on Bob as the tribble clung to the front of his onsie.

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House reaches over and rubs Ben's back but keeps an arm around Logan as well. He didn't like this.

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Charlie gives Ben a reassuring smile, though he's not sure yet exactly what Sinister did. Then he glances at House before turning his attention to Logan and gently reaching out with his mind.

-Not a mind wipe, or only the start of one,- he thinks to himself in relief. -Just a glamour... alright, Logan, here goes.-

The small woman stiffens, her face clenched with pain.