House nor Wyatt followed Wilson to the front door.  They heard his footsteps echo through the apartment and the front door close shut.   House reclined against the headboard, his breathing labored, as he had to breathe through his mouth since he was so congested.   He attempted to blow his nose again, but it was too much effort and ( Read more... )

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Written for bishojo_kitsune, who is a pest wonderful friend and wanted more Amnesia fic. This story is part of arhh's Amnesia series and goes AU during the events of SickNo doctors were harmed in the writing of this story ( Read more... )