So guys sorry I was in exams (I still am but they’re getting easier) and well today I was absent to school so I thought I would write the tiếp theo chap. I hope bạn like it and leave a review they always make me smile =) Reviews are love! I have to admit this isn’t the best chap but well when the S person is here it’s gonna be thêm interesting since Cuddy will be jealous…
“Wilson this is the psych. The psych this is Wilson” Wilson stared up and down House as he pointed him with his cane. The Psych stood in the door, đọc the thoughts coming from Wilson and from House. She could see the interesting couple of Những người bạn they were.
“House what are bạn doing? bạn are suppo-“
“Yeah, yeah I know but Littlelittle Greg missed me.” House made cún yêu, con chó con eyes and Wilson rolled his eyes.
“Still bạn know this will-“
“He knows that and bạn know he knows too. So why do bạn bother telling him this if he will just shrug it off?” The Psych interfered. She stepped to see Wilson closer. He seemed like the superhero of the story to her, the good guy who loved to help and make everyone feel good. She smiled, it was a better personality than House’s but House was thêm fun to decipher since he was always hiding behind this grumpy curtain and Wilson, he wore his tim, trái tim on his sleeve.
“Wait-wha-why are bạn called the Psych?” Wilson stammered .
“Because she can read minds-“
“And yeah he knows it would be a psychic then but it’s shorter to say and it sounds better, don’t bạn think so? Wait, who is Amber?” Wilson‘s eyes widened. He opened his mouth to say something but didn’t respond, House glanced to the floor.
“I’m sorry, it jumped in your mind and I didn’t know yet she was dead. bạn still miss her don’t you? Is that true?” She turned to see House. House raised an eyebrow.
“What’s true?”
“That bạn killed her and-“ House’s eyes began to fire.
“You still think I killed her?” He asked Wilson. Wilson stood numb, he didn’0tknow what to say. He did still believe it was House’s fault although thêm than a couple of years have passed. House stared at Wilson disapprovingly and left. The Psych followed but before she went out she told Wilson sorry.
“House stop.” He didn’t obey her. He continued walking.
“Stop!” House didn’t even turn around then he heard a muffled sound and a cry of pain. The psych was on the floor. House limped towards her. She was conscious which wasn’t good for the situation she was going through. Her ankle was swollen and the bruises had begun to appear. She was bleeding internally. House paged the team to come and di chuyển the girl. He would have done it but after all little little Greg had missed him.
HOUSEMDHOUSEMDHOUSEMDHOUSEMDHOUSEMDHOUSEMDHOUSEMD
“House.” The Psych smiled at seeing him when she woke up.
“What do bạn want?”
“Did bạn fight with Cuddy?” She đã đưa ý kiến just above a whisper, they had put anesthesia so she could not feel pain. But the effect had passed and she wouldn’t hiển thị weakness, just like House would have done.
“Shouldn’t bạn be twisting and screaming?” House asked still sitting in the đi văng in front of her. He was what the psych thought was sad, she couldn’t read why since she didn’t have the strength.
“Maybe, but I’m too vain to hiển thị pain. Does it remind bạn of someone?” House nodded. He didn’t know why he answered the girl các câu hỏi but she brought him trust. She will con chuột him in front of his best Những người bạn and his boss but there was something about that girl.
“I want to see Cuddy.” She declared in a much stronger tone now.
“Why?”
“Because I need to see if she has found my parents and if not if she could bring a lawyer. Maybe Stacy?” House didn’t feel surprise anymore, he had understand the girl’s knowledge was great. What bugged him now was why she was trying to get to know all the people-
“You care about? Because I want to get to know bạn and because maybe I shouldn’t care for your relationships but I know I do and I want to help and although bạn don’t want my help, I know bạn want to know yourself better. Think about it. I can read everybody’s mind. Cuddy’s, Wilson’s, yours… It doesn’t matter who it is. Nobody keeps secrets from me. “ She was right, she had explored Cuddy’s , Wilson’s and House’s mind a lot in the short time she had been in the hospital.
“I’ll see what I can do.” And with that House left. The Psych knew immediately what he was planning to do. She didn’t stop him though, she will always win. Always
A/N: I really didn’t like this chap but oh well whatever the tiếp theo one will have Huddy, although this chap was important because it will help me explain the ending. Thanks for reading!!!
“Wilson this is the psych. The psych this is Wilson” Wilson stared up and down House as he pointed him with his cane. The Psych stood in the door, đọc the thoughts coming from Wilson and from House. She could see the interesting couple of Những người bạn they were.
“House what are bạn doing? bạn are suppo-“
“Yeah, yeah I know but Littlelittle Greg missed me.” House made cún yêu, con chó con eyes and Wilson rolled his eyes.
“Still bạn know this will-“
“He knows that and bạn know he knows too. So why do bạn bother telling him this if he will just shrug it off?” The Psych interfered. She stepped to see Wilson closer. He seemed like the superhero of the story to her, the good guy who loved to help and make everyone feel good. She smiled, it was a better personality than House’s but House was thêm fun to decipher since he was always hiding behind this grumpy curtain and Wilson, he wore his tim, trái tim on his sleeve.
“Wait-wha-why are bạn called the Psych?” Wilson stammered .
“Because she can read minds-“
“And yeah he knows it would be a psychic then but it’s shorter to say and it sounds better, don’t bạn think so? Wait, who is Amber?” Wilson‘s eyes widened. He opened his mouth to say something but didn’t respond, House glanced to the floor.
“I’m sorry, it jumped in your mind and I didn’t know yet she was dead. bạn still miss her don’t you? Is that true?” She turned to see House. House raised an eyebrow.
“What’s true?”
“That bạn killed her and-“ House’s eyes began to fire.
“You still think I killed her?” He asked Wilson. Wilson stood numb, he didn’0tknow what to say. He did still believe it was House’s fault although thêm than a couple of years have passed. House stared at Wilson disapprovingly and left. The Psych followed but before she went out she told Wilson sorry.
“House stop.” He didn’t obey her. He continued walking.
“Stop!” House didn’t even turn around then he heard a muffled sound and a cry of pain. The psych was on the floor. House limped towards her. She was conscious which wasn’t good for the situation she was going through. Her ankle was swollen and the bruises had begun to appear. She was bleeding internally. House paged the team to come and di chuyển the girl. He would have done it but after all little little Greg had missed him.
HOUSEMDHOUSEMDHOUSEMDHOUSEMDHOUSEMDHOUSEMDHOUSEMD
“House.” The Psych smiled at seeing him when she woke up.
“What do bạn want?”
“Did bạn fight with Cuddy?” She đã đưa ý kiến just above a whisper, they had put anesthesia so she could not feel pain. But the effect had passed and she wouldn’t hiển thị weakness, just like House would have done.
“Shouldn’t bạn be twisting and screaming?” House asked still sitting in the đi văng in front of her. He was what the psych thought was sad, she couldn’t read why since she didn’t have the strength.
“Maybe, but I’m too vain to hiển thị pain. Does it remind bạn of someone?” House nodded. He didn’t know why he answered the girl các câu hỏi but she brought him trust. She will con chuột him in front of his best Những người bạn and his boss but there was something about that girl.
“I want to see Cuddy.” She declared in a much stronger tone now.
“Why?”
“Because I need to see if she has found my parents and if not if she could bring a lawyer. Maybe Stacy?” House didn’t feel surprise anymore, he had understand the girl’s knowledge was great. What bugged him now was why she was trying to get to know all the people-
“You care about? Because I want to get to know bạn and because maybe I shouldn’t care for your relationships but I know I do and I want to help and although bạn don’t want my help, I know bạn want to know yourself better. Think about it. I can read everybody’s mind. Cuddy’s, Wilson’s, yours… It doesn’t matter who it is. Nobody keeps secrets from me. “ She was right, she had explored Cuddy’s , Wilson’s and House’s mind a lot in the short time she had been in the hospital.
“I’ll see what I can do.” And with that House left. The Psych knew immediately what he was planning to do. She didn’t stop him though, she will always win. Always
A/N: I really didn’t like this chap but oh well whatever the tiếp theo one will have Huddy, although this chap was important because it will help me explain the ending. Thanks for reading!!!
Another Week went by.
Didn´t hear anything from Wilson hoặc Cuddy hoặc somebody else.
Dr. Travis and i went out for a walk. Today we talked about my childhood.
It was not easy talking about my Dad and Mum.
But i think we´ve had a good start at this chapter of my life.
There are often moments i´m jsut a little afraid about talking in this intimate way to Dr. Travis. Normally it´s Wilson i talk to like this. And there are many things he didn´t know yet like Dr. Travis.
My leg hurt a little when we were back. Emma brought me my pill and i swallowed it down.
I had some French bánh mì nướng and two hoặc three cups of coffee.
Frank had a girlfriend since three days. Her Name is Sally. She´s nice...for Frank. She had the Asperger syndrome, poor little girl.
So, this evening is damn boring. I played the guitar, listened to the hát birds outside, fighted with that Zombie-Bitch and.....
bởi tomorrow, ít knocks.
G.H.
(TBC)
Didn´t hear anything from Wilson hoặc Cuddy hoặc somebody else.
Dr. Travis and i went out for a walk. Today we talked about my childhood.
It was not easy talking about my Dad and Mum.
But i think we´ve had a good start at this chapter of my life.
There are often moments i´m jsut a little afraid about talking in this intimate way to Dr. Travis. Normally it´s Wilson i talk to like this. And there are many things he didn´t know yet like Dr. Travis.
My leg hurt a little when we were back. Emma brought me my pill and i swallowed it down.
I had some French bánh mì nướng and two hoặc three cups of coffee.
Frank had a girlfriend since three days. Her Name is Sally. She´s nice...for Frank. She had the Asperger syndrome, poor little girl.
So, this evening is damn boring. I played the guitar, listened to the hát birds outside, fighted with that Zombie-Bitch and.....
bởi tomorrow, ít knocks.
G.H.
(TBC)