Hiya. This idea came into my head during maths yesterday and I thought id post it to see what you guys thought. I've been reading house fanfic for a while and noticed a distinct lack of a certain paring so I thought I'd give it a try. Sorry for any spelling grammar mistakes I was in a rush to post it. Hope you enjoy and please review!
Summary: House wasn't the only Doctor at the rehab unit.
Chapter 1:
Eyes screwed shut; lips pressed tightly together, face crumpled in agony. Arms appear to be locked to the bed, as do his legs. His thigh hurts desperately. He has never wanted vicodin more than this.
She can't sleep. She's locked in a colourless room with nothing but a bed. The walls feel like rubber, soft presumably to avoid injury. She's denied alcohol, drugs and company. She's never felt so lonely.
He's progressed to stumbling around his private sell. He has no cane and is struggling to walk, his leg objecting to every movement. Eventually he drifts into an uneasy sleep. Dreams of the days he was free. Could walk and run. The young genius doctor. A rising star.
She's been here about a week now. She's bored and screams just for something to do. Her eyes are forever scanning her room. In the vain hope there's something sharp or rope of any kind. She's dying anyway. Why not
The unhappy souls lie in matching a-joining rooms their body's no more than 10 meters apart. If they concentrated they could probably here each others cry's and moans. But there too wrapped up in their own problems to care.
TBC
Ok that's the 1st chapter. I know it was short but ill get the next chapter up tonight and hopefully the 3rd tomorrow. Please let me know what you think! And the challenge is: can you guess who the two characters are?