Sep 20, 2006 16:17
After getting coffee, but not exactly indulging in conversation, House went across the hall to the infirmary. Stepping inside, he started to prep -- there was a lot to do, and only so many people to do it.
He had bad news to deliver, a berating to give, and -- well, God only knew what else was going to come his way while he made himself available.
beka valentine,
mushroom daddy,
!location: apt 201 (infirmary),
erin fray,
saffron,
gregory house
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When most people get sick, everything about them seems to dull, but in the far side of the infirmary, there is red hair, shockingly bright against the white of the bed, the walls, the sheets...
The skin of the woman it's attached to.
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He once asked a class about telling people they were going to die. Wilson was often thanked -- he was kind, empathetic. House? He didn't get thanked, often.
There was no expectations here, anyway.
"Treatment's not working. You're going to die." His voice was low -- respectful enough tha the didn't announce it to the strung out hippie on the other table.
"I can make you comfortable," he added. "Or I can make it end."
There nothing in his eyes, his face, his tone to say that he would judge her for chosing her death, one way or the other.
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Then she opens her eyes, blue on blue and just looks at him.
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"You let me know what you want. Tris and Simon are too pussy, so..." he looked at her, blue eyes steady, gaze unwavering. "Let me know."
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"I want-- not this. Pussy or not, you-- gonna do that for-- me?"
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Was he hearing her right?
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She lets her eyes wonder, tracing the edge of ceiling and wall and is silent for now.
"...I don't know."
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She knows it.
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She turns h er head to look at him, face calm-- eyes hard.
"Life follows-- patterns."
This ending doesn't fit her life.
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You abused your body. Now, it fails you.
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She just smiles at him.
"You're cute when-- you think you-- know shit."
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It doesn't have the energy it really should.
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