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sick_wilson2007-06-09 09:50 pm
Fic: If Memory serves…Fate scores
Since I have gotten so many great stories from this community I hope that I can by this way give a littlebit of the joy I got back.
Title: If Memory serves…Fate scores
Summary: After waking up with a headache
Word Count: ~1140
Disclaimer: Since there has been no
Still not sure about the Title. But I haven’t yet found a better one.
One other thing. This whole story started as an idea for a comic which I never made because I can't draw at all. Which Is why I wrote it down. ;)
If Memory serves…Fate scores
By Strange Music
The first thing that
A rather dark room with only a slight slight source of light coming from one corner.
But even with the light everything was rather unfocused. However he reckoned that was probably more his problem. At least the thumping headache made him come to that conclusion.
Rubbing his eyes he tried to yawn as widely as his headache would allow it.
He felt rather strange, a bit weak and very very tired.
A concussion was the most obvious conclusion to his situation. Only that he didn't really remember why he had gotten one or what had happened before. Actually the last thing that he remembered was coming to the office this morning and leaving his office for a report meeting.
He remembered a nurse shouting his name.
He remembered turning around to see the reason for the desperation in her shout.
He remembered being surrounded by dust. And then nothing but darkness.
Leaning to the side he tried to make out of the room by looking to the part of the room that was lit by the lamp.
It was probably that movement that woke the Shadow sleeping in the chair because it was now that it started to move.
After a stretch and a yawn the figure, now easily identified as House by the limp and the sound of a cane hitting the plastic hospital floor.
Still he squinted his eyes together when the other man came closer. Puzzled at the rather grey look that his friend bore. Even with his still blurry vision he knew that there was a lot more grey than there had been this morning. He felt his brows draw together in puzzlement. And then even further when another wave of headache attacked. Massaging his head he felt the throb slightly subside.
"You are actually awaken?" He felt confused at the amount of awe that he heard in his Friends voice.
He squinted his eyes but it was still hard to see House through the among of mist that was surrounding everything. All that he was able to see was a slightly blurry with brown and white. And the fact that House was apparently wore a lab-coat was what scared him more than any blurred vision or headache. More memories came back but they were to unconnected to really make sense. People trying to get him to talk to react. And among the them House. The welcome quiet pool of sanity among them.
Appearing a lot more worried than
"...what...happened?" He gratefully took the ice chips that house gave him.
He was sucking on them when he saw the house shape shadow lean his head to the side.
"I guess I could have thought that you would have problems remembering...after all this time. It is a wonder you are able to talk at all."
He tried to answer the statement but found himself too puzzled at his friends words.
"
The way that House was asking him gave him the impression that his answer might not be the right one. Still he did try as he carefully whispered "2007?"
There was a short intake of breath and then there was a penlight shown brightly into his eyes. Trying to move his head away wasn't working since House held up stable till he had a careful look in both eyes.
A deep sigh and the disapproval clicking off a tongue. "Well I'll be damned. They said that it could be that bad but I never thought..."
"Never though what?" he felt that talking was a lot easier after he had gotten some water. Even when it had only been ice.
He weakly swatted the at the hand currently taking his temperature.
"House!" he tried warningly but wasn't surprised when it didn't come out quite as forceful.
"
All of a sudden the pounding of his head wasn't due to his headache alone.
"The Idiot?"
A low chuckle "Now that is cheating! Since that can be attributed to the last 3 Presidents"
"House? What the hell..."
"Were do you live
"The Stoneware Hotel"
Another chuckle and
"Why expensive? House...Will you please talk to me!"
But his friend, as so often, was ignoring him.
"That means you don't remember Lilly or Mathew or Susan or Frankie or your little Isabel?
"Little who?...Wait...MY little Isabel? What the hell are you talking about..."
Taking a deep breath House started to talk. "Well I guess it is good that you are already sitting down."
oooooooooooo
It was half an hour later, that House left the room with a smile on his face.
Almost bumping into Cuddy who had just arrived. There were a few seconds of silence when she looked at him and his smile and then just shook her head in exasperation. "Somehow the little voice that keeps me sane tells me that I don't want to know."
He only looked at her as if he had no clue what she was talking about.
She rolled her eyes and shook her head "But please wash that dust out of your hair before you go to the Clinic today."
He turned to leave but wasn't far enough gone when Cuddy's voice carried through the hallway.
"And STOP using
Well serves
The End…..
Sorry it is just something that I can see House do at
Beta: Yes the Story is not yet Beta Read. But I haven’t yet gotten a Betareader for my House Stories. So if you feel the urge I would be grateful for any mistakes that you point out so that I will be able to correct them.
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That was brilliantly done. Hehehe, can't stop chuckling. *gives cookie*
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I'm on my way out the door so no suggestions, but if you ever need or want a beta reader for another of your stories, let me know. I'm glad to help out. :)
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About Beta. If you would find the time I would really appreciate it. Since so far no one has answered my pleas on housefic_Beta. It would be for that and one other short one.
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(Anonymous) 2007-06-10 04:20 am (UTC)(link)"Little who?...Wait...MY little Isabel?"
Hilarious. Thank you. Good characterization.
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