After their little talk with Wilson they dedice to go to Hyde Park. They walk for a while until House has to rest because of his leg, then they sit on a bech. ‘You used to come here with Stacy too?’
‘When we were in Luân Đôn yes... sometimes... Are bạn gonna ask me every little detail about my relationship with her??’
No, God, I don't wanna know every little detail... It was just a question, I was curious. I asked if we are in the same hotel where bạn were when bạn came here with her. I'm not asking... I don't know... if bạn had thêm fun with her hoặc with me... It’s not a big deal!’
‘But...

House was sitting in Mayfield Psyciatric Hospital. A nurse had just left after giving House his medicine. He took the pills, and decided to take a nap. It was hard to sleep with Amber hovering over him. She just looked at him with a blank, pale face, without moving hoặc even blinking her eyes. She sat in the middle of the floor. House closed his eyes sleepily for just a moment. When he opened them, Amber was sitting at a piano. She began to play.

House recognised this song. He knew this song. He knew what note came next. He just didnt know how he knew this song so well. He closed his eyes,...

House entered his room after a hard ngày at the Physical Therapy Ward. His leg was a little bit hurting but not the usual scorching pain. When he slid the door open, he was surprised to find new stuffs in. Flowers, new bàn clothe, some supply of foods and some folded and well ironed shirts were there before his eyes. Some seemed to be made bởi a familiar person but others are new ones. Before he moved another step, Cuddy walked out from his closet room and drew a smile upon seeing him stunned bởi her visit.
House: What ---
Cuddy: Hope bạn don’t mind I put some new stuff in…
House stood there...

He came back one giờ later, this time he was not alone.
“Why do I have to knock?”
“Because if bạn knock, she will respond.”
He obeyed him. He knocked “Lisa open up”
Silence. He knocked again. Silence when he got tired he dialed her number and called there wasn’t a response either.
“She’s not answering House.”
“Great. I must break in again.”
He searched for the key when he founded he opened the door. All the lights were off except for one that came from her room.
They walked towards the room, the door was closed and there was silence. Silence had eaten the house. When they...

"House?" Cuddy opened the door to House's office. He was sound asleep at his computer with a âm nhạc playlist on the screen. At least it wasn't another porno video. Cuddy scrolled down the danh sách of artists in front of her.
-Abba
-AC/DC
-Aerosmith
-Alice Cooper
-Bon Jovi
-Duran Duran
-Eminem
-Hanson
-Linkin Park
-Madonna
-Me
-Poison
-Salt and Pepper
-Stroke 9
-The Cure
-The Who
Cuddy found it a little strange that House would listen to Abba, Eminem, Salt and Pepper, hoặc Madonna. Plus, she didn't even know who Stroke 9 was. She was interested in seeing what songs hoặc compositions House himself had made, so she clicked...

Cuddy was lying on her đi văng in darkness, waiting for House to return. It had already been twenty phút after he had left for Rachel, and she was beginning to worry. She looked up at the ceiling, paying close attention to the detail, averting her mind from the terrible thoughts that seemed to creep. To calm herself, she finally got up, and slowly moved towards her desk, and bent down. She opened a compartment in her desk, and grabbed to what appeared to be a glass, and a jug of bourbon.
She stood up, closing the compartment with her foot, and began to walk back to the couch.
She set the glass...

Pitt was having his afternoon trà when his office door swung open. He got on his feet the moment House entered and it was followed bởi a deafening silence. He sighed before turning back to pour some thêm trà to his mug as his patient stood Nữ hoàng băng giá while staring at the carpeted floor.
Pitt: Need a drink?
House: No...
Pitt: We could ---
House: I'm letting myself go to rehab ---
Pitt turned to him as House looked up again.
House: For my leg... rehab and therapy... again...
Pitt: Are you... Sure?
House nodded.

*** 2 weeks later ***

Cuddy opened the front door with Rachel at her arm. Wilson was the one who...

bởi tiếp theo morning, Cuddy woke up as early as she could. Her alarm clock went ringing bởi 2 o’clock in the morning but she decided to get up on her feet thirty phút later. She went to the bathroom to do the routine stuffs before walking down the phòng bếp, nhà bếp to prepare her self some breakfast. She was seated alone, with cup full of hot trà at hand, on her phòng bếp, nhà bếp counter while re-reading the folders she reviewed last night. Her eyes were about to fall back to sleep but she was holding on.

On the other hand, same time, House began waking up from his hospital bed. He smiled when the thought of Cuddy...

:: 2. chapter of All alone. ::


House went up to his office. He made sure all his tears were wiped off before he walked out the door from the observation gallery. Still, people could see he'd be crying. His eyes were red and sore, but nobody đã bình luận it. They left him alone. Everybody knew Wilson just died. He was allowed to cry; even Dr. Sarcastic was allowed to cry when his best friend just died.

He was sitting in his comfortable chair, staring at his desk. His mind was in a whole other place.
House was sitting bởi his friend Wilson, on his couch. They were watching a bad movie and they were...