House checked his watch.

3:24.He had six minutes before Cuddy transformed back into the Wicked Witch of the hospital's west wing and sent her flying monkeys out to drag him to the depths of the Radiology Department if he refused to show up all by himself. He sat back in his chair, rotating a rubber band around his fingers as he stared intently at ( Read more... )

After his coffee/chat with Cuddy, Wilson realised he now carried the burden of needing to go talk to House without actually knowing why he was really there. Sure, House seemed to be acting strange in the wake of the bus crash, but who wasn't? Everyone was trying to process it differently and deal with different aspects of it, Wilson himself ( Read more... )

House watched the entire room pass through his line of sight as he kicked off the floor, giving the chair enough momentum to spin the seat almost full circle. He wasn't sure why he paged Chase and not one of the others, or what exactly he was going to tell him in terms of what was going on. He just didn't want to tell Wilson, because then he'd have ( Read more... )

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