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[misanthrope_md]

The last time House had gotten drunk at the Winchester he'd ended up taking home a hot girl with good intentions but a serious lack of follow-through. This time it wasn't because he was expecting similar results, but rather for the simplest reason of all: His leg hurt

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[endlessdel]

"Granddaddy you're drunk," Delirium said, smiling as she came out with a plate of food for House. She knew he hated it, it was why she persisted with the name even after how long it had been since he had, had his hand in her sister's chest. Delirium brushed a kiss against his bristly cheek before moving away quickly and dropped into a seat beside him. "That's okay, I bring you burger."

[misanthrope_md]

House looked over at her and sighed. "So, what, you're a waitress now?"

[endlessdel]

"Only for you grandfather," Delirium said, smiling as she pushed the burger further in front of him and wiggled the plate back and forth. His face, his demeanour- he was in pain but Del had nothing on her to help. Except her hands but she could feed him and bring him alcohol and help him home and look after him like he had done for Death. "You're in pain."

[misanthrope_md]

"I'm always in pain," said House, and picked up the burger, taking a bite. It was good. Not that he thanked her or anything, but he was slightly less annoyed by her presence.

[endlessdel]

"Yes but more so today, I recognise the look. Mine would always shoot up, find a pill, take a trip... to find me. To escape." Delirium said, she wanted to curl up inside him and find that place that was hers and let it spread through his body so the pain was a distant thing. She couldn't do that though. "Does massage help?"

[misanthrope_md]

"Yes," said House honestly, and took another bite of the burger before adding with his mouth full, "but I'm not letting you give me a massage."

[endlessdel]

"Why would I massage your leg? Unless I was going to eat it, then I would massage herbs and spices in it. I know Doctors silly, other than you and people who would help you. Or not help you because you're grouchy but they would help me, we could trick them." Delirium rambled away happily.