Ebony and Ivory
He had cried wolf so many times, he knew no one would believe him if he
The oncologist was sitting with his team today. He was talking to them about
�Mornin� ducklin�s, learnin� your lessons from mommy today?� Wilson threw
�New case. Let�s see how fast you can diag-. Dia� differential it today, okay?�
�House� are you alright?� Wilson was half out of his chair.
�Oh sure, sure, just spiffy. Patient, also experienced sudden weakness and feinting.�
�c-cdef,�
�I still think you�re an idiot House!� Wilson called from the kitchen, House�s apartment
�C-cdef. C-cedf.�
�I mean, honestly, if you had just came and told us we could have done something before it
�Well, are you going to answer me, or what?�
[Stupid question.] House signed, putting an �L� to his forehead afterwards. That was the
�I wish you would have just told us!�
[You wouldn�t have believed me anyway. There was no point.]
�You know I don�t understand what you�re saying.�
[Because you refuse to learn asshole. ASL isn�t that hard dipshit. Try it, go on, try it!]
�House, stop it. You look like you�re flailing in a pool. Write it down or something.� There
You really want to know? Fine. Here�s why I didn�t tell you. You wouldn�t have believed me
�That�s not true, you know we would have tried to find out if it was true first.�
You say that now, but think back. What if I came up to you between cases, stole your chips,
House tapped the paper when Wilson didn�t answer. Typical.
There�s something bothering you, it�s been two months, you should have gotten over it.
�Nothing is bothering me!� House rolled his eyes this time. Wilson wasn�t good at lying.
�c-� c d e f-. (pingping-ping) f e d c- (pingpung) c d ee, d- (dum-bumbum)� c-, c d e f-�
�House, don�t you dare.� House, of course, ignored him.
�c-� c d e f-� f e d c-� c d e f, e- (du)� c-, c d e f-� (pingping-ping) f e d c-� c d e b-�c-.�
�Damnit House! You are a hypocrite!� fine, he�ll skip strait to the bridge then.
�(butd-up-up)(clap!)� (clap!), (butd-up-up)(clap!)� (clap!), (butd-up-up)(clap!)� (clap!),
Wilson stood, unable to stand it. House couldn�t talk to him, so he tried to do it through
�All I wanted was for you to say thank you.� Without looking, he stormed out, and slammed
[Thank you.] (pingping-ping).
I do not own House MD.
just came out and told them. So he said nothing, and went about his daily
business of letting no one near. Wilson hadn�t even asked him, which just
made House wonder if the Boy Wonder really was as insightful as everybody
thought. So far? Not so much so.
cancers that might affect their area of study, and how they are treatable.
This was a teaching school after all.
him a look, and then leaned back. This could be fun, House seemed in a chipper
mood. Hose picked up a pen, thought about it for a minute, then set it down
again, turning, and leaning on his cane.
He couldn�t get around the �g� sound yet. Clearing his throat, he limped over
to the sink for a cup of water. �Late forties, almost fifty. Sore throat, sig-
lost a lar- lost an amazein� amount of weight in the last two weeks,� he paused.
They were looking at him like he had grown another head with a third eye in it.
With that the cane slipped from his hands, and he crashed to the floor. Cameron,
surprisingly, wasn�t the first one up. Chase was, followed by Wilson (who got there first).
cleaner now than it ever had been in the past. Even the last time James had bummed Greg�s
couch, it had never been this spotless. Too bad it was forced to be this clean now. House
didn�t look up from the piano, where he was playing the same four cords over and over again.
got this bad. Why, why didn�t you just come to me or Cuddy?� House rolled his eyes, missing
a key and playing a bad cord. That only made Wilson give the most exaggerated sigh in the
last two months. The oncologist brought out the tray of soup, setting it on the baby-grand.
one sign that Wilson didn�t need a book to understand. Seems that even when House couldn�t
talk he found a way to insult everyone. Wilson raised an eyebrow, and House sighed, taking
the soup and shuffling his way over to the couch, almost forgetting the pole that had been
with him almost non-stop since he collapsed two months ago. Wilson waited until the hot soup
was on the table, where it couldn�t be thrown at him, before speaking again.
was a pad of paper put under his nose, and a pen shoved into his hand. Tugging the tube that
was in his arm closer to give him more slack; Greg gave in and started to write.
until something happened. So I just saved us the trouble.
quipped about your tie, then told you I thought I had cancer. What would you have said?
I did. If you�re going to be a thorn in my side, then tell me why at least.
Rubbing his hairless head, House abandoned his soup� he wasn�t hungry anyway� and made his
way to the piano again. Wilson didn�t fight him� something was wrong.
f e d c-(duu)� c d e b-�c-.�
(butd-up-up)(clap!)� (clap!), (butd-up-up)(clap!)� (clap!), (butd-up-up)(clap!)� (clap!)
(butd-up-up) ���c-�b-��
his hands, though pen and paper� and through his piano. He just couldn�t do this anymore!
his guest-room door closed behind him. He missed the blue eyes following him and the simple
gesture he had seen countless times a day, never realizing what it was. House put his fingers
to his lips, and then brought them down.
Song: "Lean On Me."
