Three Stories

So I've finally finished the chapter!

A Son's Promise



No.
House couldn't know why his mother was killed... she was one of the nicest people Wilson had ever met! surely she didn't provoke John?
"House... What the hell is that supposed to mean? What? She had a secret life or something?" Wilson said this in anger, not realizing how close to the truth he actually was...

House didn't answer.
He knew he owed Wilson a lot of things and he really wanted to try to make things right... just he couldn't tell Wilson, he didn't owe him this answer.

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Oh yes, Blythe...

Next chapter up! thanks for the comments!

Placing Blame.

“House…!” Cuddy stormed over to where Wilson was holding the now lifeless man in his arms: “What did you do, Wilson!” Her fingers affectionately caressed House’s cheek as she tried to pierce Wilson with her stare… which was reasonably intimidating, but Wilson had had some practice in the many years he had spent alongside House:

“Cuddy, I did not do anything… I’m afraid he’s going to have to tell you what happened here because I can’t… but I didn’t do anything; I swear I only apologized.” She believed him: words...