Part 5

Stacy explained the contents of the binder and folder to Wilson, and as soon as she mentioned an abandoned research project from the summer, he knew it had to be on Ketamine. He gave Stacy the rundown on the shooting and subsequent Ketamine success and failure.  Her eyes were moist when he finished, and he knew that whatever it was that they ( Read more... )

Safe Scene

House couldn’t help but smile as Wilson walked away. There was nothing else for him to do, really. What had Wilson done, but follow the game plan House had lain out.

He had forced his friend to play his game. He had won. Victory usually tasted sweeter.

His smile contorted into a grimace as pain and helplessness set in.  He popped a ( Read more... )

Part 4

Wilson sat on the couch trying to let the TV numb his mind while he waited for the pizza.  He set down the coffee and opted for a beer to help keep his mind from going into overdrive. He wanted desperately to push aside all things unpleasant for a time, to just relax, but he couldn’t. He was good at accepting what was and even finding the ( Read more... )

Part 3

Wilson’s exit was exactly the kind of thing that made House keep him around.  As soon as House told him he could manage, he moved on from the fact that House had just fallen on his ass and passed out from pain. He may not have had a good grasp of the difference between dependence and addiction, but he ( Read more... )

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Wilson sat stewing at the bus stop. He couldn’t believe House had just driven on by. But at the same time he wasn’t exactly surprised. How had things gotten so screwed up? He was living in a hotel, accounts frozen, car gone, practice suffering, and now, he was losing House too. The weight of how far his life had fallen from where he once thought ( Read more... )