There was something invigorating about getting back onto a proper work schedule. That weekend had just been far too long, especially when he'd had to spend it in the sort of town where everyone knew everyone and therefore didn't have much of interest to talk about. There was something that was just too Pleasantville about the whole thing, and while ( Read more... )

Things really could have gone worse with Lance. They could have gone a whole lot better, but at least it hadn't devolved into a staring contest and at least there hadn't been any throwing of heavy objects. Wilson counted those as pluses, since he really wasn't cut out for this. Maybe if he'd been trained to do this sort of thing, but all he was ( Read more... )

Somehow, Wilson had ended up with an even longer weekend. When it turned out to be five days long, it didn't really count as a weekend anymore, did it? He had spent most of it trying to get a hold of either House or Cuddy, but both of them were doing a fantastic job of avoiding their calls ( Read more... )

Things could have gone better with Max, but they also could have gone much, much worse. Wilson was willing to take a somewhat awkward, tense session over a downright terrible one. As for his next two patients (the last two for this week), one was completely new to him while the other one would be a follow-up. He would have preferred the new patient ( Read more... )

It was hard to believe it was already the last day of his work week. Wilson knew he shouldn't question the fact that he barely had any work hours, especially since he was well-paid, but he did wonder at it sometimes. He realized that Landel's was an exclusive hospital and they wanted close care to be paid to the patients, but he honestly didn't ( Read more... )

While his morning session hadn't gone as well as the ones from yesterday, it also hadn't gone nearly as bad as he'd thought it would when Allelujah had first walked into the room. The young man had been wary, but once he'd realized that all of the information was going to be put on the table, he'd quickly opened up. Not completely, by any means, ( Read more... )

Stepping into his office on this particular Wednesday morning, Wilson had to admit that he was in a good mood. His last session the day before had gone particularly well, and he only wished that more of that patients were as willing to talk as Aubrey had been. Things could never be that easy, though, could they? Then again, considering he wasn't ( Read more... )

Well, Wilson's session with Caleb had gone surprisingly well. It was a good start to the week, but the doctor knew better than to think that it would continue. After a few weeks here, he had come to realize that there was going to be at least one patient that gave him a hard time. It was usually during the first session with a patient that it ( Read more... )

The long weekends made it that much harder to get up at a reasonable hour, but Wilson wasn't one to be late when he had patients waiting for him. And the time off was appreciated, since trying to act as a therapist pushed past his comfort zone and tired him out more than he expected. It took him by surprise, and when he would come back from a day ( Read more... )

After a fairly successful morning session and a good lunch, Wilson was more than ready for his afternoon patient. He was curious about what had happened to Adel, though, seeing how the teen had never shown up. Maybe he had been rescheduled and would be coming in now, or maybe he had been transferred to another doctor and Wilson hadn't gotten the ( Read more... )