About six months ago I wrote about Kutner standing at Thirteen's grave. Now I thought it was time for her to return the favor. Companion to I'm Sorry.
I’m So Sorry
[I]I’m sorry you had a gun. I’m sorry they taught us about fatal bullet wounds in medical school. I’m sorry we didn’t make you come out for drinks with us that night. I’m sorry someone didn’t call you just as you were getting ready to do it. I’m sorry we didn’t have a case that prevented us from going home. I’m sorry we took so long to find you and...
My newest Thutner oneshot. Obviously I had to work around the fact that she seems much happier and is with Foreman now, because in my fics she's always miserable and with Kutner if anyone. This isn't one of my favorites. They both seem kind of out of character to me, but hopefully you'll like it. Also, bonus points to anyone who guesses the two songs I quote lines from (one of them should be easy assuming you've heard the song)
I know I need to stop killing Thirteen (my last three fics here she's been dead), but I just had the idea and I couldn't not write it.
[I]I’m sorry you had clinic duty at that particular moment. I’m sorry he wouldn’t just take the medications without testing them on someone else first. I’m sorry someone else didn’t volunteer instead of you. I’m sorry you had to test those particular treatments. I’m sorry they didn’t blow up the wall just a little bit earlier. I’m sorry he didn’t get cold feet at the last minute. I’m sorry you...
I've been reading a lot of stories that take place after Last Resort where Kutner was the one sitting at Thirteen's bedside instead of Foreman. While reading those I came up with two what-if questions. Enjoy...
They’d been sitting in the conference room joking around. House had been off who-knows-where and he’d left the team with no specific orders other than to look busy. Foreman, who was determined to do work at work, was helping Cameron in the ER. Taub had gone to get a coffee. That left Kutner and Thirteen to their...
It had been ten years since Lawrence Kutner had left the practice of Dr. Gregory House. It had been nine years since he’d been married. It had been eight years since they’d adopted their daughter from India, and seven years since they’d purchased their first house.
It had been a week since he’d attended his wife’s funeral.
They were cleaning out the house now, getting ready to move to some place smaller. Ever since his wife had been unable to work and her...
This fanfic was written for amberRocks ;]
She was screaming the hell out of her.
Kutner was walking up and down, not able to take a close look at what was going on. The screams of pain were already enough for him, he took a look at his watch. Almost an hour had passed now.
How much longer would this last...?
He winced as he heard her scream his name. She wanted to have him by her side. Kutner took a deep breath and told himself quietly not to be such a coward as he walked up to her bed and reached for her hand.
Hey, I found this short cute story on a livejournal community and I really love it, one of the best thutner fics I have ever read.
I didn´t put this as a link , because I had problems with not-working links recently, so I´m going to post the story here, hoping you will enjoy it.
Again, I didn´t write this, the author is phinnia and all credits go to her.