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Aftershocks 14.1: A Good Idea

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Aftershocks 14.1: A Good Idea

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TITLE: Aftershocks: A Story in Shattered Pieces
SUMMARY: House makes a plan.
CHARACTERS: Wilson, House.
RATING:
R for language and themes.
WARNINGS: Details the aftermath of events in Bad Company, a rough, violent story. Aftermath isn't always pretty; may distress some readers. Adult themes and adult language.
SPOILERS: No.
DISCLAIMER: Don't own 'em. Never will.
NOTES: The pieces of this shattered story are numbered. The first number signifies the number of days that have elapsed since the original event in Bad Company; the second number signifies when the fic occurs during that day.


A Good Idea


Bendy straws. That was the answer House had come up with, back when Wilson first woke up in the hospital. Not just any bendy straws, either, but the kind they give out at kids' birthday parties, the kind with a bendy section as long as a small snake. House had gone online and bought a half dozen packages of the things, rush delivery.

The reason is simple. Wilson—thanks to the repeated punches of some right-handed goon—is missing a molar from his upper left jaw. Who the hell ties a man up and does that—but that's a pointless question. House knows who, and why, and it's over and doesn't really matter anymore.

And the missing tooth, which will be a minor curse for the rest of Wilson's life, is a minor blessing for now. It means that if he has a straw that bends properly, he can poke it through the space where the tooth used to be. It means he can eat thicker liquids than a person with a wired jaw normally could.

It means that House can get Wilson a strawberry shake. It's really too soon for Wilson to be going anywhere, but they'll take the convertible and it'll make life seem not to suck quite so bad. They'll be gone for fifteen minutes at most; the Dairy Queen is right at the edge of campus, along with the Krispy Kreme and the Papa John's and all the other staples of collegiate life. There's a drive-thru. Wilson won't be alone even for a moment, and if anything happens—but nothing's going to happen.

House adds five milligrams of oxycodone to the tiny glass of ginger ale he's just poured, and makes a cautious limping beeline for Wilson's bedside. The bed's in its usual chaise-lounge position, and Wilson is asleep, as he has been for much of the day. It's dusk now, the time rapidly approaching when vampires and torture victims can go outside without attracting too much attention.

"Wake up, Rip Van Winkle."

"Mmmph."

"Oh, don't give me that. Look, I brought more drugs."

"Sleeeeeeep."

"So you're not hungry?"

Wilson's eyes open. House had known that would get his attention. He's always hungry.

"Drink this first. No dessert until you finish your magic elixir."

That's almost a smirk on Wilson's face, which is still so many colors it shouldn't be. He's going to bitch and moan about this, but House has strict instructions to make him get up and around at least a little bit, once each day. Nobody ever said there couldn't be a red Corvette involved.

Wilson shuts his eyes and drinks the ginger ale, unaware of what House has in mind. Innocent, clueless Wilson. House snatches the cup from him the moment it's empty, and finds himself being studied by suspicious brown eyes.

"Yer smiling. Why?"

"I'll tell you," he replies, "in about twenty minutes. Just as soon as the drugs do their thing."

House smiles a little bit wider. This is going to be ... almost like fun.

He'll take what he can get, these days.
 
 
  • This piece made me smile - bendy straws, "the kind they give out at kid's birthday parties" Wilson is truly House's baby-love. My favorite part is this exchange:
    "Wake up, Rip Van Winkle."

    "Mmmph."

    "Oh, don't give me that. Look, I brought more drugs."

    "Sleeeeeeep."

    "So you're not hungry?"

    Wilson's eyes open. House had known that would get his attention. He's always hungry.


    And House is so happy that he can do something to make Wilson happy. Makes me want a strawberry shake - so much love.
  • ooh! I loved those bendy-type straws when I was younger :D

    Love the light-heartedness in this, esp after the last chapter
  • Yay bendy straws and strawberry milkshake runs.

    I worry, though, about House when he thinks things like this: Wilson shuts his eyes and drinks the ginger ale, unaware of what House has in mind. Innocent, clueless Wilson. Even if Wilson turns suspicious right after that line, if he hadn't been so innocent and clueless, he might have been able to avoid Martin's gang's assault on the street, or at least put up enough of a fight to alert someone around them. :(
  • Greetings!

    "It means that House can get Wilson a strawberry shake. It's really too soon for Wilson to be going anywhere, but they'll take the convertible and it'll make life seem not to suck quite so bad. They'll be gone for fifteen minutes at most; the Dairy Queen is right at the edge of campus, along with the Krispy Kreme and the Papa John's and all the other staples of collegiate life. There's a drive-thru. Wilson won't be alone even for a moment, and if anything happens—but nothing's going to happen."
    Love this paragraph!!!

    "It's dusk now, the time rapidly approaching when vampires and torture victims can go outside without attracting too much attention."
    This line just hit me like a slug to the gut... but it's true. Less pity at night, when it's harder to see. *sigh*

    "He's going to bitch and moan about this, but House has strict instructions to make him get up and around at least a little bit, once each day. Nobody ever said there couldn't be a red Corvette involved." Sneaky, sneaky House!!! And nothing wrong w/bending the rules for your own designs, esp. when it is for such a good cause.... (Although... isn't it an orange Corvette? Or am I getting it mixed up w/another one of my faves elsewhere???)

    ""Yer smiling. Why?""
    He's not THAT innocent and clueless! Wilson can so detect plots when they are being hatched! :-D

    "House smiles a little bit wider. This is going to be ... almost like fun.
    He'll take what he can get, these days."
    I can imagine.... :-/
  • Wilson's eyes open. House had known that would get his attention. He's always hungry.

    This line really hurt somehow, hinting at how much more Wilson is suffering in silence. Especially for someone who loves cooking, and was unable to have that pleasure in his hotel, and now can neither cook nor eat.

    And after all House's unthinking coldness before The Incident... it is so moving that he looks after all the tiny details he can think of that he thinks might make Wilson's life even a bit happier.

    Strawberry shakes always make *me* feel better. :D
  • House's cautious optimism here is sweet as is the fact that he delights in springing his plans on "innocent, clueless Wilson."
  • Awww, so sweet!! And the Bendy straws are a genius idea :D Good thinking, House!
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