Tidying The Pantry
Oct. 22nd, 2011 06:40 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
damigellaSummary: Someone rings House's doorbell the evening after 8.03. Spoilers for the ep.
Word count: 460.
Rating: gen.
"Show me the warrant or I won't let you in. I know my rights."
"House. It's me." Both Wilson and the shopping bags were drenched with rain. Many, large shopping bags.
"What's that? Your fridge broke down?"
"Remy called and told me why you eat all your meals at the hospital. Should have thought of it myself."
Wilson hung his raincoat and started putting away the groceries. Methodically, of course: first he emptied the bag with the freezer stuff, then the two bags that filled the fridge.
As he started pulling out pantry items from a fourth bag, House stopped him, forcing back a pound of high-quality Italian spaghetti.
"I don't need your charity: bring the nonperishable stuff to your own place. I am allowed to go to the Safeways at the corner, or I could phone for takeout. It's my choice to eat at the cafeteria."
"Yes, because it's so easy to shop with a damaged leg and no car. With the pittance you're paid even takeout would be expensive. Anyway, you can view this as a repayment."
"What for? Killing your patient? Didn't like her after all?"
Wilson stood up slowly, rubbed the back of his neck. Stared at the floor for a while.
"For saving me and PPTH from doing something very wrong. We have protocols for open-ended kidney donations, and I ignored them."
"You might have been right, and my patient could have been mentally sound."
"In which case Nephrology would have found another person who needed a new kidney to live. There's no lack of those, unfortunately."
Wilson sighed. "It's like last week: you helped me when my supposed caring clouded my understanding. I pay my debts, or at least I try to."
He stood in front of House, his feet slightly apart, his hands on his hips, and he suddenly looked like the Wilson of ten, fifteen years ago: he had changed haircut and lost some weight while House was in jail. He had also aged a lot, though: he was gray at the temples and there were plenty of new lines on his face. House wondered how many of those lines he was personally responsible for.
"Can I put away the groceries now? And send over my cleaning lady tomorrow?"
House nodded, slowly. "If you stay for dinner, and promise to make me laugh."
Wilson smiled. A small, tentative, tired smile. "I can drink a beer or two with you and stay the night, too. Your couch must have missed me. Here, stick the lo mein in the microwave while I finish unpacking."
While he set the table for two House stole a look at Wilson, who efficiently making order and throwing away expired stuff.
He found himself smiling, and didn't quite know why.
Word count: 460.
Rating: gen.
"Show me the warrant or I won't let you in. I know my rights."
"House. It's me." Both Wilson and the shopping bags were drenched with rain. Many, large shopping bags.
"What's that? Your fridge broke down?"
"Remy called and told me why you eat all your meals at the hospital. Should have thought of it myself."
Wilson hung his raincoat and started putting away the groceries. Methodically, of course: first he emptied the bag with the freezer stuff, then the two bags that filled the fridge.
As he started pulling out pantry items from a fourth bag, House stopped him, forcing back a pound of high-quality Italian spaghetti.
"I don't need your charity: bring the nonperishable stuff to your own place. I am allowed to go to the Safeways at the corner, or I could phone for takeout. It's my choice to eat at the cafeteria."
"Yes, because it's so easy to shop with a damaged leg and no car. With the pittance you're paid even takeout would be expensive. Anyway, you can view this as a repayment."
"What for? Killing your patient? Didn't like her after all?"
Wilson stood up slowly, rubbed the back of his neck. Stared at the floor for a while.
"For saving me and PPTH from doing something very wrong. We have protocols for open-ended kidney donations, and I ignored them."
"You might have been right, and my patient could have been mentally sound."
"In which case Nephrology would have found another person who needed a new kidney to live. There's no lack of those, unfortunately."
Wilson sighed. "It's like last week: you helped me when my supposed caring clouded my understanding. I pay my debts, or at least I try to."
He stood in front of House, his feet slightly apart, his hands on his hips, and he suddenly looked like the Wilson of ten, fifteen years ago: he had changed haircut and lost some weight while House was in jail. He had also aged a lot, though: he was gray at the temples and there were plenty of new lines on his face. House wondered how many of those lines he was personally responsible for.
"Can I put away the groceries now? And send over my cleaning lady tomorrow?"
House nodded, slowly. "If you stay for dinner, and promise to make me laugh."
Wilson smiled. A small, tentative, tired smile. "I can drink a beer or two with you and stay the night, too. Your couch must have missed me. Here, stick the lo mein in the microwave while I finish unpacking."
While he set the table for two House stole a look at Wilson, who efficiently making order and throwing away expired stuff.
He found himself smiling, and didn't quite know why.
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Date: 2011-10-23 01:11 pm (UTC)Thank you!
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Date: 2011-10-22 05:15 pm (UTC)I like this line in particular. It is the kind of thing I believe House would think, though never say out loud to anyone.
Nice little "missing scene". :)
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Date: 2011-10-22 05:16 pm (UTC)House nodded, slowly. "If you stay for dinner, and promise to make me laugh." All he really needs from Wilson.
I wonder how much the sandwich House bought Wilson cost him.
I really liked this line too: "For saving me and PPTH from doing something very wrong. We have protocols for open-ended kidney donations, and I ignored them."
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Date: 2011-10-23 01:15 pm (UTC)Thank you!
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Date: 2011-10-22 05:40 pm (UTC)--Interesting. Wilson has a little bit of Park in him, or vice versa. ;-)
I like how methodic and efficient Wilson is with the groceries. Very IC.
He had also aged a lot, though: he was gray at the temples and there were plenty of new lines on his face. House wondered how many of those lines he was personally responsible for.
--Very astute of House.
I see a lot of people commenting about Wilson's gray hair. I'm wondering, is it the amount? His temples showed gray for many years. I noticed only one scene where there was more than usual, the rest of the time it seemed same old, same-old-gray. ;-)
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Date: 2011-10-23 01:19 pm (UTC)As for paying his debts, it doesn't just echo the episode theme but it refers to Wilson going to thank House in the MRI room in 8.02 despite being still pissed at him.
And I amsure Wilson owns thermic grocery bags for freezer and fridge items.
thank you! Your good opinion is worth much.
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Date: 2011-10-22 07:06 pm (UTC)And I seem to know the middle part somehow. ;-)
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Date: 2011-10-22 07:48 pm (UTC)Yes, I thought that it was very odd Foreman agreeing to have another patient of the hospital just donate a kidney like that, If there was even the slightest hint of suspicion that he was affected by some unknown mental condition - which there was. And I think Wilson realised that in the end, when he didn't get mad at House for doping his patient (assuming he knew).
Nice echo of the theme of that episode here (that Wilson pays his debts). Lovely moment between them.
He found himself smiling, and didn't quite know why.
Yes, it's a real mystery why he should be smiling at Wilson :)
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Date: 2011-10-23 01:27 pm (UTC)OT I am sometimes worried by the lack of rules in the show. I was appalled by the way Cuddy got Rachel, more like she had been an abandoned kitten than a child.
Thank you for the kind comment! Why would House smile at Wilson... ;).
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Date: 2011-10-23 07:21 pm (UTC)Yes, it's the thing that really struck me from that episode - I started a story about it but it's stalled halfway at the moment. The million dollars could have been given back - the kidney not so much. House saved their asses there.
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Date: 2011-10-24 06:44 pm (UTC)And yes, House saved their asses. Great point that you can give back the money (that's why House would have spent it immediately).
Plus a million dollars isn't even that much money. I mean, I don't have it, but for a rich person? And to fund a department, even a small one like House's, it's so little. He should have asked for ten millions. In fact, if POTW has any sense of morality left, he should send lots of money to House, who saved his money and his internal organs.
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Date: 2011-10-23 04:28 pm (UTC)Because him and wilson were going to get their groove on later!!!
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