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nobody rocks out like House, seriously yo

Mar 14, 2006 18:19

There were few people that House idolized. Alexander Fleming. Sherlock Holmes, maybe. That really awesome physics professor he had at Michigan. And, of course, Rick Wakeman ( Read more... )

dr. james wilson, dr. greg house, stacy warner

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metyourmatch March 14 2006, 23:26:57 UTC

Stacy had been hidden in one of the rows of book in the rec room when she heard something very familair. Rick Wakeman. And that could only mean one thing.

She replaced the book she'd been cradling and stepped out from the aisles, seeing none other than Greg House plucking away expertly at the piano. He'd certainly played well over the years, but he always played even better when he thought no one was listening.

Her heart settled in her feet and she took a step forward, unable to find the words just yet.

You may proceed, council.

Sorry, your honor. Just one more moment.

misanthrope_md March 14 2006, 23:31:35 UTC

After a few moments, House felt someone watching him. He thought that it was Wilson at first, but figured he would have made his presence known by now - a hand on his shoulder, maybe even sitting down beside him on the bench.

Still, he didn't get that uncomfortable feeling when a stranger was listening to him play, so he kept going until he got to a suitable stopping point, and then turned on the bench.

And his eyes nearly popped out of his head. Stacy.

A million things raced through his head at once, yet still all he could manage to say was, "Oh. My. God."

metyourmatch March 14 2006, 23:34:55 UTC

Stacy had been standing with one arm across her stomach, the other perched on top of that arm and tapping at her lips. She kept telling herself just a moment longer, but the sum of all the moments she thought that made up the entire duration of the song.

She snorted at Greg's face.

"Good to see you, too," she said, stepping forward a bit, seeming completely cool and level-headed, but about an inch from losing it.

misanthrope_md March 14 2006, 23:38:27 UTC

"Stacy," he blurted, "you - you're here." Oh, very eloquent, Greg.

He didn't know why he was so surprised, especially after Cuddy's sudden appearance. But it was one thing to think 'wow, wouldn't it be fucking crazy if Stacy were here', and quite another to actually see her standing there, looking exactly the same as she had when he'd seen her the night before he showed up on the island.

"Are you... okay?" he added, thinking of the man who'd gotten thrown into the middle of the dinosaurs.

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