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[silver_crucifix]

Ever since Lisa had changed clinic shifts, Stacy had seen less of her friend on Sundays. It should have been the other way around, with Lisa now taking the Saturday shift. But she'd been given new responsibilities at the clinic and was happy about it, so Lisa Cuddy had been immersing herself in work. Stacy knew it was good for her friend, the

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[dr_robchase]

Chase had heard his own voice, which was never a good sign (clone or something else) and when he wandered into the room to find Stacy watching more things he hadn't seen (and didn't remember), he felt a bit queasy. "Pretty weird form of entertainment, isn't it?"

[silver_crucifix]

"What is it?" Stacy turned and looked at Chase, not bothering to hide the surprise in her eyes. "I remember this, but.."

[dr_robchase]

Oh, shit. Chase's eyes widened as he realized that maybe, just maybe, Stacy didn't know what they were. "It's...they're reels of our life. Like we're some television show?" he floated the notion.

[silver_crucifix]

Stacy blinked, some of the confusion departing. "Wilson mentioned something about that," she said. Exactly what, she couldn't remember, but she did recall parts of the conversation. "It's us, everything just as it happened?"

[captainjack]

Jack recognized House's voice coming from the rec room, but he was almost certain he wasn't in there. Stopping in the doorway, he watched for a minute as Greg ans Stacy kissed in a hotel room. After what had happened before the weekend, it didn't matter that Stacy wasn't one of the people he was jealous of.

It twisted his gut. Hard.

And then he noticed Stacy watching the film.

"Hey," he said, trying to sound at ease.

[silver_crucifix]

Jack's voice caught Stacy's attention. She lifted her head but didn't pull her eyes away from the screen immediately. It took a moment, and she was only able to do it when Greg said something particularly ridiculous. Then she could shake her head and look at Jack.

"Hey," she said. "I didn't know I was a television star." It was a weak joke, but her lips twitched into a feasible smile.

[captainjack]

Oh, well, fuck. Jack walked in and sat down next to her. At least this was something he was used to dealing with. And it would take his mind off other matters.

"You look good up there," he smiled. "So...you've been here this long without being tortured with this? Lucky you," he said gently, draping his arm around her shoulders.

[silver_crucifix]

Stacy flashed him a smile. "Looks like I got away with it," she said wryly. "But the thing is, I remember this. It happened right before I got here."

Pulling her legs in a little closer, she settled next to Jack. The company was nice.

[real_buzzkill]

...he was pining!

Oh oh. Wilson remembered that day in Stacy's office at the hospital, in another lifetime. Somebody was... watching their lives. He tried so hard to forget about the fact that anybody could watch, beacause it barely entered into island life.

He stormed into the rec room, ready to bluster about invasion of privacy, when he saw that Stacy herself was the one watching. That was different. His hands dropped and his posture relaxed. "Are you... are you all right?" he asked quietly, not wanting to startle her.

[silver_crucifix]

Stacy couldn't move. She didn't even have it in her to acknowledge there was someone else in the room. Not yet, at that point. For the past fifteen or so minutes, she'd been watching what had happened after Baltimore. After the kiss. Greg in an ironed shirt, her own nervous behavior. The questions that were going to undoubtedly come.

"I came here before this," she said quietly. "The plane, when I was getting on to come back to Princeton, that's when I came here. I don't.."

[real_buzzkill]

He didn't move from his spot, vaguely recalling a conversation they'd had, in which she hadn't believed that she'd left, again. "I remember this happening," he said in a sober voice. "It wasn't.... at the time, it didn't make any sense to me."

He bit his lower lip, unsure what else the film would show. "If it helps, I didn't take House's side. Didn't take anybody's side. I just tried to understand."

[silver_crucifix]

Her mouth dropped open slightly and Stacy fixed curious, confused eyes on Wilson. "But I.." She trailed off, not knowing exactly what she didn't know or did know, or how she felt.

On the screen, more words were spoken. Her own voice.

..He's probably toying with me. I..I don't know what I'm doing.