Bombshells: Role Model

[cuddyclothes]

Written for flywoman's Jagged Little Pill challenge
Genre: post-ep, angst
Word count: 465

House was still sitting on the bathroom floor when he heard Wilson pounding at the door. Slowly he dragged himself off, his leg spasming, and hop-limped to let Wilson in.

“How are you doing? I got a call from Cuddy’s sister. How did she find out about the Vicodin

Comments

[_slytherin_girl]

Ah excellent! I just love how they easily fall back into their routine and how House admitted he was trying to be like Wilson. Bad role model indeed! At least when it comes to the ladies. :D

[yarroway]

So nice to see some self-awareness from House. "Excruciating"-- LOL, yes, it was.

[jezziejay]

Good grief - two Lucas'...Lucases...Lucasi...anyway, who'd want that??

Very nicely done - let's hope canon redeems itself in the same way as your fic!

[damigella_314]

"notice...that you were able to climb under a bed?”
Precisely. I wish the explanation was the one you give, and not that tptb have completely lost any form of reason.

On the other hand, I really can't imagine House leaving the pills where Rachel can get them. That Cuddy in her fear of death might forget hers lying around is understandable.

[chocolate_frapp]

this is perfect. they should do this on the show.