Hugh came in to House’s office that same night. He took the siège across the table, tableau as the doctor looked at him closely.
House: Hugh Laurie… Married for almost 20 years with three publicly known kids, 50 years old and ---
Hugh looked at him.
Hugh: How did toi ---
House: salut I got my own interweb here…
Hugh: And I’m screwed.
Silence followed for a few minutes.
Hugh: If I accept this dream ou hallucination ou whatever toi call it, would it bring me back to life?
House: I doubt it…
par suivant morning, Hugh and House found themselves sharing table, tableau in the cafeteria. They were eating some hallucinated reuben sandwich, "sandwich" and coffee while staring at their best buddies, Stephen Fry and James Wilson from afar.
Hugh: If we know each other, do they know each other too?
House: If they do, they could have shared a table, tableau too…
Hugh: I shouldn’t die. There’s plus for me to do with Stephen…
House: Yah, me too. I have a lot of chips to snack away from Wilson.
Hugh shook his head.
After two days, House’s condition hasn’t improved. The eye bag on Cuddy’s showed how tears had fallen for the last hours. She was slowly caressing his hair when Wilson entered the room and took the left side of his friend’s bed.
Wilson: He hasn’t woken up?
Cuddy: If he did, would I be crying?
Wilson just looked at her as she wiped her tears that kept falling. Little did they know that House’s soul was there outside of the room, looking at them. He was twirling his cane when Hugh joined him again.
Hugh: Those tears tell me so much who that woman is in your life…
House: She’s my boss…
Hugh: But toi a dit she’s your ---
House: Yah, I was just jerking toi around so toi would shut up. Turns out it didn’t help.
Hugh’s attention was caught par the noise that’s becoming louder as it gets closer. House saw him drawing a smile as the voice became as familiar as it could be.
House: 50 bucks says the person who owns that voice matters to toi than your wife’s…
Hugh: Let’s say you’re right…
House looked back at him after looking at Lisa going in Hugh’s room. Puzzled, he looked at Cuddy who was closing his ICU room door.
House: Hugh Laurie… Married for almost 20 years with three publicly known kids, 50 years old and ---
Hugh looked at him.
Hugh: How did toi ---
House: salut I got my own interweb here…
Hugh: And I’m screwed.
Silence followed for a few minutes.
Hugh: If I accept this dream ou hallucination ou whatever toi call it, would it bring me back to life?
House: I doubt it…
par suivant morning, Hugh and House found themselves sharing table, tableau in the cafeteria. They were eating some hallucinated reuben sandwich, "sandwich" and coffee while staring at their best buddies, Stephen Fry and James Wilson from afar.
Hugh: If we know each other, do they know each other too?
House: If they do, they could have shared a table, tableau too…
Hugh: I shouldn’t die. There’s plus for me to do with Stephen…
House: Yah, me too. I have a lot of chips to snack away from Wilson.
Hugh shook his head.
After two days, House’s condition hasn’t improved. The eye bag on Cuddy’s showed how tears had fallen for the last hours. She was slowly caressing his hair when Wilson entered the room and took the left side of his friend’s bed.
Wilson: He hasn’t woken up?
Cuddy: If he did, would I be crying?
Wilson just looked at her as she wiped her tears that kept falling. Little did they know that House’s soul was there outside of the room, looking at them. He was twirling his cane when Hugh joined him again.
Hugh: Those tears tell me so much who that woman is in your life…
House: She’s my boss…
Hugh: But toi a dit she’s your ---
House: Yah, I was just jerking toi around so toi would shut up. Turns out it didn’t help.
Hugh’s attention was caught par the noise that’s becoming louder as it gets closer. House saw him drawing a smile as the voice became as familiar as it could be.
House: 50 bucks says the person who owns that voice matters to toi than your wife’s…
Hugh: Let’s say you’re right…
House looked back at him after looking at Lisa going in Hugh’s room. Puzzled, he looked at Cuddy who was closing his ICU room door.
Another Week went by.
Didn´t hear anything from Wilson ou Cuddy ou somebody else.
Dr. Travis and i went out for a walk. Today we talked about my childhood.
It was not easy talking about my Dad and Mum.
But i think we´ve had a good start at this chapter of my life.
There are often moments i´m jsut a little afraid about talking in this intimate way to Dr. Travis. Normally it´s Wilson i talk to like this. And there are many things he didn´t know yet like Dr. Travis.
My leg hurt a little when we were back. Emma brought me my pill and i swallowed it down.
I had some French pain grillé and two ou three cups of coffee.
Frank had a girlfriend since three days. Her Name is Sally. She´s nice...for Frank. She had the Asperger syndrome, poor little girl.
So, this evening is damn boring. I played the guitar, listened to the chant birds outside, fighted with that Zombie-Bitch and.....
par tomorrow, ít knocks.
G.H.
(TBC)
Didn´t hear anything from Wilson ou Cuddy ou somebody else.
Dr. Travis and i went out for a walk. Today we talked about my childhood.
It was not easy talking about my Dad and Mum.
But i think we´ve had a good start at this chapter of my life.
There are often moments i´m jsut a little afraid about talking in this intimate way to Dr. Travis. Normally it´s Wilson i talk to like this. And there are many things he didn´t know yet like Dr. Travis.
My leg hurt a little when we were back. Emma brought me my pill and i swallowed it down.
I had some French pain grillé and two ou three cups of coffee.
Frank had a girlfriend since three days. Her Name is Sally. She´s nice...for Frank. She had the Asperger syndrome, poor little girl.
So, this evening is damn boring. I played the guitar, listened to the chant birds outside, fighted with that Zombie-Bitch and.....
par tomorrow, ít knocks.
G.H.
(TBC)