Cracked Pavement (The Road To Hell Remix) [House, MD; Wilson, Cuddy, House; PG.13]]

Apr 13, 2008 09:08

Title: Cracked Pavement (The Road To Hell Remix)
Author: hihoplastic
Summary: 'You were wrong,' she says harshly. His head falls; she sighs. 'We were both wrong.'
Rating: PG.13
Fandom: House, MD
Pairing/Characters: Cuddy, Wilson, House
Title, Author, URL of Original Story: Bironic | Good Intentions

Cracked Pavement (The Road To Hell Remix) )

rating: pg-13, character: gregory house, remix author: hihoplastic, original author: bironic, character: lisa cuddy, fandom: house md, character: james wilson

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bilyana April 27 2008, 21:00:59 UTC
I've always loved how your fics reveal the distance and even desolation that underlie the H/C(/W) relationship if you strip off the banter and the job formalities. And this piece is no exception.
"They're too close yet too far and nothing they say or do (or don't say or don't do) seems to be working", or the juxtaposition of the "It would have been better if we'd done nothing" in the beginning and the "Let's wait and see... Yeah" at the end (in relation to Cuddy's & Wilson's respective actions) illustrate perfectly how they never seem to be able to make the right decisions when it comes to helping each other. No matter how well they might know and understand each other, it's not gonna solve anything. That last line is excellent in this context. Wonderful piece.

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hihoplastic April 28 2008, 20:04:46 UTC
All their good intentions... *sigh* Bironic's original piece was so telling, because it showed in just one paragraph how horribly it was all going to turn out, and how from the get-go, all three of them made mistakes. And Cuddy and Wilson make horrible partners in crime *g*

Thank you so much for reading! I'm really glad you enjoyed it :)

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kozmicblues April 28 2008, 23:58:36 UTC
I don't think what I have to ask is how you deliver this fice. It is flawless. I want to know how you feel and how you fell into these characters. Was it simple? Hard? Did you question yourself while writing this? Did you ever feel like it wasn't personal, yet you won't ever ask that question with your work ever again, but to know in the art of doing so, how you have aged too. And how words are thick as cement and the cracks will go inbetween and break into fractures yet the block is still hard and no one will go down together, they will die trying to get back at eachother?? I'm rambling. But what exactly did you do this for? Was it a message, a miracle, an interpetation, or is it unknown altogether?

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