Why? - Post ep for 7x23

[damigella]

Title: Why?
Summary and warning: Post Ep for S7 finale, based on spoilers.
Rating: general.
Word Count: 200.
Warning: Mentioned minor(!) character death.
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the House, MD characters, which is good since I tend to kill them.
Author's note: I wrote this now because I'll be too heartbroken after the finale.



It felt like déjà vu: the hospital room, the pain, Wilson in the recliner looking at him.

"Good afternoon, House."

"How's Rachel? And Cuddy?"

Wilson walked to the window and looked out in the sun. "Cuddy's fine. Physically. Rachel died at dawn in her arms."

He sat down on House's bed. "It wasn't your fault. It was an accident. Even Cuddy said so."

House breathed hard, as the numbers on the monitor slowly came back down. "She must hate me all the same. I'll resign, Wilson. She can't work with me."

"She was faster than you. She has accepted a long-standing offer in Seattle. She's emptying her office as we speak."

"I'll never see her again."

"No." Wilson didn't offer comforting words, nor criticism. He seemed to be as empty and drained as House felt himself to be: even his tears had stopped flowing.

"There will be changes in my life as well," Wilson added.

"Are you leaving, too? Or did they ask you to be interim Dean?"

"They did, and I refused. I resigned from Head of Oncology and asked to work reduced hours."

"Why?"

Wilson's left thumb traced the life line on House’s right palm. “For you.”

Comments

[damigella-314.livejournal.com]

Yes. That. Better and quicker answer than mine.
I hope you will keep thinking about the collaborative fic idea. Pretty please.