Broken Promises
He was back here again.
When Amber died he had promised himself he would not go anywhere near him. That he would quit his job and start afresh. A new town, new friends and a new life.
But oh no, that was definitely not going to happen. No matter how hard you tried there was no way of getting away from Gregory House. An anti-social pig that had a way of magnetically drawing you back into his life.
Well look at Stacy, she returned to the hospital with her sick husband Mark. But what happened, she ended up being drawn back to House. Almost breaking up their marriage.
Well that was House for you, marriage breaker. Partly responsible for the brake up of three marriages and for the fact that two of them he had cheated on them, his third had cheated on him only for the fact that he had been spending too much time with House.
"Damn it," muttered Wilson, leaning back on the couch, taking a sip of bourbon that still remained in the glass that lingered in his fingertips.
"Need a top up?" asked a voice.
Wilson looked up to see House lounging in the doorway of the kitchen. One hand holding a half empty bottle of bourbon and the other hand clutching the cane to steady himself with.
"Yeah, sure, why not?" murmured Wilson, holding out his glass.
As he watched House pour him another drink, Wilson thought I might of broken my own promises but at least I get something out of it.