Amber was nodding before Eric finished his thought; definitely fever and delirium. She should've caught on to that earlier-- pay more attention to the patients, Amber kicked herself. They kept repeating that mistake with Casey, always assuming they knew what was going on and ignoring what was right in front of them.

"Okay," Amber replied, though honestly, she didn’t know why Eric couldn’t tell them himself. “We’ll do everything we can,” she said to Alfonso in that confident, assuring tone she’d developed over the years. “Let us know if her condition changes.”

The others weren't at the nurse's station anymore; good, it sucked to have a flock of doctors gawking around like hungry chickens. Made them all look like incompetent idiots.

Once she'd walked a few meters away from the room and gotten out of sight from Casey and her father, Amber paged the others with only a brief message alerting them that there were new symptoms and to return to the conference room. Hey, she wasn't going to help them out by saying what the symptoms were; she’d keep that head start to herself (and Brennan). The messages sent, Amber got her cell phone out and speed dialed again; maybe now House would be more in the mood to hear from them.