ext_230483 ([identity profile] sydpenguinbunny.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] sick_wilson2011-07-21 03:18 pm

Fic: Blackjack

Title: Blackjack
Words: 100
Warnings: None
Note: In the 'verse of Time Stands Still and Wind-Up.
For: Literary Drabble Challenge, my line was "Anyway, say hello to everybody for me.".


“Deal us in, Detective.”

“Be patient, Dr. House.” Tritter deals the cards in front of House, then Wilson, and wonders a bit at catching a glimpse of House’s hand on Wilson’s thigh. Every so often the touch hikes up Wilson’s shirt to reveal a long, angry red scar across the oncologist’s lower stomach.

“Why do you keep coming back?” Wilson inquires as he looks at his cards, shielding them from House, who’s sitting close enough to cheat. Tritter shrugs.

“Old times, maybe. Say hello to all your old fellows for me.”

“Hit me,” House cuts in impatiently.

“Anytime, Dr. House.”

[identity profile] damigella-314.livejournal.com 2011-07-21 08:00 pm (UTC)(link)
Wow. Short and powerful. That hand on Wilson's thigh speaks volumes. Well-written, IC, and h/w established - what can one want more.

[identity profile] barefootpuddles.livejournal.com 2011-07-22 02:08 pm (UTC)(link)
“Hit me,” House cuts in impatiently.

“Anytime, Dr. House.”


That was a good ending.

I found this interesting because in another place/time House and Tritter might have been interested (if not liked) each other.

[identity profile] knitty-woman.livejournal.com 2011-07-23 11:55 am (UTC)(link)
Nice. I like this little universe you've created here. Am always happy to see more of it!

[identity profile] sara-tsuzuki.livejournal.com 2012-08-04 02:14 am (UTC)(link)
I read the three fics and must say Thanks so much! Very well done!!! Aw, the old Tritter...And the first one, when Wilson's hart almost stop!!!....