I was just sitting on the front porch, having a cigarette and being contemplative. Thinking, actually, about the longer fic on which I'm currently working, and about all the discussions lately concerning the changing House-Wilson dynamic. And something hit me--hard.
I figured out, in an instant, why I'm so defensive of, and protective towards,
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You're about to step into the funhouse again -- don't go there. Wilson loves House more than he loves his own life, and if he's worn out after this hellish year and House's electrocution stunt, it doesn't mean he's going anywhere.
He can't, because House owns a very large, very vital part of Wilson's soul. And Wilson knows it.
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maybe a cup of tea.
yeah.
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Okay, you've been writing SDE -- I can't fault you for that. And if that oxy stuff helps fuel your brain, pass some in this direction, will you? My brain is right out of fuel tonight.
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What Mare said. I agree with her, completely and unequivocally.
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Props to you for staying out of that whole debate btw, I couldn't manage to do so.
Best.
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