Prayer

[damigella]

Rating: PG
Word Count: 100
Summary: beware of icy roads. h/w friendship.
Note: Written forjezziejay's Pic - Tac - Toe Challenge at camp sick_wilson. My prompt line: eight billiard ball, pink flamingo, traffic light.

Disclaimer: I don't own any of the House, MD characters, which is good since I tend to kill them.



House sunk the eight ball. “I’ve won again. Too boring.”

“Let’s go home then.”

The lights of the Pink Flamingo painted the snow on the sidewalk in bright colors. The traffic light turned green and they started crossing, but House fell and remained motionless. Wilson knelt near him: just a concussion, he thought relieved.

He heard the speeding van too late: with a desperate effort he pushed House out of harm’s way.

*****

House’s head and thigh hurt, but it barely registered. He kept looking at the broken body fighting for life in the ICU bed. He wished he could pray.

Comments

[chocolate-frapp.livejournal.com]

oh no!

[brindlewolf.livejournal.com]

Wow ... for some reason I was expecting it to be funny ... Then that last part -- D;
But great job! <3

[menolly-au.livejournal.com]

Oh ouch, poor Wilson, poor House (: Should have stayed and had another game.

[jezziejay.livejournal.com]

Sniff...*crosses fingers for Wilson*
Great use of three prompts in one drabble!

[barefootpuddles.livejournal.com]

Wow, so intense for a little drabble. Not easy to work the word 'flamingo' into an angsty fic, but you did it, Nice job! :)

[srsly-yes.livejournal.com]

Oh my goodness, so tragic. Well done.

[cellista-in-c.livejournal.com]

Oh no! Ack, I can only hope Wilson survives. Way to pack a punch into such a few words!

[sydpenguinbunny.livejournal.com]

Noooo :( That's so sad :(