He'd scheduled the appointment for his lunch break on Wednesday. Geoff met him in the ER and they went up to Dr Jinn's office together. The battery of tests he'd endured over the week proved some discouraging news. He'd tried to ignore the ever increasing pain he'd felt in his knee, refused to acknowledge that his knee hurt worse than his thigh at ( Read more... )

He'd gotten drunk, very drunk, and had to give in and take a taxi home. It was well into the early hours of the morning when he finally did, and although he did his best to be quiet, inebriated people very rarely realize how much noise they're really making. He had it in mind just to crash on the couch, and deal with everything in the morning. Not ( Read more... )

Geoff had been out the better part of the day. House had been lounging on the couch, watching television, petting cash, and wondering where the other man was. Not that it was any of his business, really. Except in a town like Tropolis, if someone wasn't accounted for after a couple hours, there was justifiable reason to panic. House wasn't ( Read more... )

The week passed quickly, and Saturday came all too soon. House and his father had stayed out of each other's way for the most part, interacting only when absolutely necessary. They'd hosted a small birthday party for his mother. All in all, the week was a pleasant one. House and his father avoided getting in to any major arguments, partly out of ( Read more... )

The flight was long and his leg ached, and if Geoff hadn't been with him he probably would have given the flight attendants a hard time. As it was, he kept his mouth shut and let Geoff do most of the talking. His parents met them at the gate, with House limping into an awkward embrace with his mother while his father looked Geoff over ( Read more... )

He'd called Geoff at the first suggestion that the lockdown was being lifted. He was dead on his feet, after two hits of Morpine and more than 12 hours on his feet, without his cane. It took him a moment to get settled on hs bike in order to drive home, and he wasn't even sur ehe'd make itto the house from the car park at the end of the street. ( Read more... )

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I'm sure he will demand more.

But there it is.

The first House/Geoff icon.

They'd been snuggled together on the couch, watching Jeopardy (with House shouting out the questions faster than Alex Trebec could read off the answers) when his phone rang. He'd thought to ignore it, then thought it might be WIlson calling to explain why he hadn't been at work the last two days, so he shifted, pushing Geoff off his chest so he ( Read more... )

He'd had that vague, something's going on...somewhere, feeling all day. When he acknowledged it, the hair at the back of his neck stood on end, his arms felt weak, and a shiver creeped up his spine. Not the best circumstances for filling out last minute paperworl for work, because his usually sharp mind was undeniably distracted ( Read more... )