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In His Footsteps, Part 4
Title: In His Footsteps
Author: srsly_yes
Summary: After years apart, Wilson has changed, becoming more like House. House wants to know why. Part 4: West remembers the first time he met Wilson. The limp explained.
Characters: House/Wilson, Wilson/OC, LLB (he's aliiiive!!)
Word Count: ~2250
Rating: R for Language
Warning: Future AU, Angst. Slash. This is the saddest chapter of the whole fic.
Spoilers: None
Disclaimer: Not mine. Never will be.
A/N: The sequel to "Freeze Out." I want to thank everyone for expressing an interest in a continuation of this story. This fic also encompasses, "A Glassful of Shattered Hope" (slight allusions to DCE) which should be read before part 8.
In addition, I want to extend a big thank you to my beta,
bishojo_kitsune for great suggestions and encouragement.
Concrit welcome.
Previous: One, Two, Three
(“I can get it. I can get it. Stop hanging over me,” Wilson slurred.)
Author: srsly_yes
Summary: After years apart, Wilson has changed, becoming more like House. House wants to know why. Part 4: West remembers the first time he met Wilson. The limp explained.
Characters: House/Wilson, Wilson/OC, LLB (he's aliiiive!!)
Word Count: ~2250
Rating: R for Language
Warning: Future AU, Angst. Slash. This is the saddest chapter of the whole fic.
Spoilers: None
Disclaimer: Not mine. Never will be.
A/N: The sequel to "Freeze Out." I want to thank everyone for expressing an interest in a continuation of this story. This fic also encompasses, "A Glassful of Shattered Hope" (slight allusions to DCE) which should be read before part 8.
In addition, I want to extend a big thank you to my beta,
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Concrit welcome.
Previous: One, Two, Three
(“I can get it. I can get it. Stop hanging over me,” Wilson slurred.)