Chapter 1 Changes
Wilson sighed as he watches his best friend play the piano. He loved listening to House play.
Because before his regression House didn't play in front of him.
He was playing Bach. After his piece ended; House sauntered into him.
"Rory?" Wilson asked looking in childlike eyes. "What's up?"
But House didn't answer.
Wilson frowned and touch House's bottom area.
His pull up was wet.
"Come on, Rory, you know, I need to change that."
They went to the bedroom.
Wilson went and get a change of pants and a pull-up.
He helped House into his bedroom that was littered with books and toys.
"Rory, Bed," He said.
House rolled his eyes.
Wilson was saddened to see House's blue eyes roll it was the same motion as before.
He led House into the bed.
And changed him.
"Okay?"
House nodded. "I am hungry, Jamey."
"We need to do exercises first." He said stroking House's graying brown hair.
"No," House said kicking his good leg.
Wilson checked his watch.
He was right, its time for lunch.
He got up followed by House.
"Let's go to Macdonald's." Said House puckering his lip.
"No," Wilson said harshly, House was getting on his nerves today.
He instantly felt guilty when House flinch. "Sorry, I just want you to eat not Macdonald's today, you want to eat PBJ instead?"
"Yes, and chocolate milk."
He prepared House's meal.
He watched House eat.
A year ago he found House in a regressed state in his old apartment the morning after the crane disaster in Trenton. He and Sam broke up that morning. House can't walk or talk, according to Foreman and Stone, House has regressed to an infantile state and will remain that way for the rest of his life.
Luckily House had regained some of his function. He can now feed himself and he can talk a few words at a time, also his music came back.
His mother died, so Wilson became his legal guardian.
They left Princeton, and move to San Diego, He and House were living off of House's life insurance policy which was huge. Wilson had a consulting job online.
He returned from his musing by House.
He made a huge mess.
His shirt is wet with chocolate milk.
"Okay, Rory," Wilson said in a sing-song tone. "We need to change you, don't we?" House nodded.
He handed House his arm crutches and led him to his bedroom.
They needed to paralyzed House's right leg; so he was wearing AFO'S.
Wilson laid House in the tub.
He started the shower.
He removed House's right AFO's.
And helped House bathe.
After the bath, House rested in his bed.
Wilson put him for a three-hour nap.
They needed to go to Target after House woke up.
He stayed in House's bed working while stroking House's hair.
He was strangely happy about the whole situation.
Because House was like his kid.
After three hours House woke up in a bad mood.
He was wet.
Wilson changed him.
"Okay?" Wilson asked and House nodded."We need to go to Target and buy some groceries."
House followed Wilson out of his bedroom.
Target was a walking distance outside their gated community.
House was on an adaptive stroller because it was much easier for Wilson than a standard wheelchair.
House waved at every person he saw.
The people knew him as the guy who played the piano.
They all smiled.
Wilson pushed House into Target.
They bought groceries.
House wanted a new Remote control car.
Wilson got him the car.
Because After learning about House's childhood he couldn't refuse him anything.
They went Home after getting food at a Taco Bell.
After eating, he dressed House.
He can't dress, bottoms and sippers were hard on him.
House played with his car for a bit.
"I love you, Jamey."
"I love you, too." And he meant it like a little son, He hadn't love anyone like he loved House; it was strange that he loved House without desiring his body.
He played with House for a bit.
At nine-thirty, House yawned.
"Time for bed," Wilson said.
He made sure that House's pull up wasn't wet.
He read a story.
They were reading the Cat in the Hat Until House fell asleep.
He had been sleeping with House in a rollaway bed.
They slept in the master bedroom cause House had trouble with the dark.
The next morning, House woke up crying.
"Rory," He smelled poop.
He sighed.
"Come on, Rory, I need to wash the bed."
He changed House.
It was 8:00 am anyway.
House went to a specialized day program three days a week, for three hours.
He dressed House.
He fed him pancake and chocolate milk, to save time.
He walked House to 'school'.
Wilson had an online consultation today.
Three hours later, He picked House up.
They got food to go.
Today, they were picking Chase.
Chase was moving to their neck of the woods.
Chase had spent time with House when he visited them.
House's long term memory was nonexistent so he didn't remember Chase.
He helped House sat on the car; House sat shotgun with a 5 point racing harness.
They got to LAX after a while.
Chase was waiting for them in the check out counter.
He saw the car, a black Volvo sedan.
Wilson on the wheel and House was seated shotgun asleep.
Chase smiled.
Chase entered the car.
"Nice to see you, Chase."
They drove home.
When they got home House was still asleep.
Wilson didn't want to wake him.
Chase got the stroller from the back of the Volvo.
Wilson carried House to the stroller and wheeled him to their house.
When House woke up he was crying, Wilson wasn't there.
Wilson heard him though.
"What's wrong, Rory?" Wilson said while stroking House's hand.
"I thought you left and I am all alone."
Wilson sighed, "No, I won't leave you, ever.'
"Ever?" House repeated.
"Yeah, ever, I'll never leave."
Wilson stroked House's hair
They fall asleep.
Chase found them that way after a couple of hours.
He woke Wilson up.
House was wet again.
House had lost his bladder and anal control when he regressed, No sexual activity, too. He was an overgrown two-and-half-year-old who was also a musical savant.
"Wilson, you might want to change him, He smells."
Wilson stood and wake House.
After changing House, they went out for dinner, Wilson, House, and Chase.
They rode the Volvo.
They eat out at a Japanese restaurant.
"House… " Wilson glared at Chase for his slip up. "Rory, What do you want to eat?
" House shrugged, "I want ramen."
Wilson ordered ramen for House, they shared the bowl.
Chase order katzu.
They went to see the shops after eating. House sat on his stroller.
Wilson pushed him while a mother approached Wilson. "What is wrong with him? My kid was staring at him the whole time we are here."
Wilson had been there with House people staring at a man in the stroller but he answered the person matter of factly. "My brother has brain damage."
End of Chapter 1