Chapter 3-House, this is God

"House, this is God"

A booming voice entered his ears and made House's whole body shake. Without opening his eye he said "Wilson, haven't we done this already? It was funny the first time but come on, you definitely need some new material."

Silence.

House kept his eyes closed. He wasn't going to let Wilson get to the best of him. More silence. House was getting more annoyed with each passing second but he wasn't going to do say anything until Wilson made another move.

Even more silence.

"God damnit Wilson! Say something!"

House finally opened his eyes. "Wilson?" House was shocked, the room was empty. "Huh? I must be hearing things…pain causes psychosis" He looked over to his drip and turned it all the way up "Morphine don't let me down." he whispered as he closed his eyes again.

"Open your eyes !" The voice was louder now, as if the man it belonged to was standing right above him.

"What the he-" House opened his eyes "Jesus Christ!" House grabbed his chest when he saw the very familiar face standing above him.

"Not exactly…but I do know him very well" The man said.

"Steve McQueen?" House queried.

"I guess you could call me that…or you could call me God, whichever works best for you." Steve replied.

"huh?" was the only thought House could manage to put together.

"I'm God" he said again smirking slightly.

House had come back to his senses now. "Well 'God' great work on the grand canyon and good luck with the apocalypse. I'm obviously losing my mind so I'm going to sleep, you can let yourself out." House nodded towards the door as he laid his head back down and closed his eyes.

'What the hell is the matter with me?' House thought. 'Am I losing my mind?' House lay silently in his bed, eyes closed, contemplating, trying to rationalize what was happening to him-it wasn't working. House opened his eyes.

"Where the hell am I?" House stood alone on a deserted road. One path behind him, two in front.

"Hello Greg" Steve said from behind him.

"Jeez! Would you stop sneaking up on me, your gonna give me a heart attack!" House shouted.

"No I won't your going to be just fine, trust me I know" Steve spoke in a kind, gentle manner-House found it annoying.

"What's going on, where am I?" House asked.

"You my friend, are at a crossroads in your life. I 'God' have brought you here to illustrate that fact. " Steve looked smug.

"I see, I would think that with you being 'God' and all, you could come up with a more original way to express that. Fork in the road doesn't seem a bit too cliché to you?" House quipped.

"See that Greg, that's why I created you…" Steve sat and a chair appeared beneath him.

"Huh, neat trick. Can you pull a quarter out of my nose?" House was unimpressed.

"Maybe later" Steve replied.

"Would you like to take a seat before I begin, Greg?" Steve put his arm out to his side and chair appeared.

I think I'll stand" House said quickly.

"Now Greg as I said, you are in at a major crossroads in your life." He paused for what seemed like an eternity. "At this very moment your life can go two ways, the first way, the path to your left, leads to your salvation. If you chose this path you will live the rest of your life blissfully, surrounded by people who love you. However, this path will be very difficult and full of hardships but it will be worth it when you find her in the end.

House looked up from the ground and towards Steve. 'Who is "her"?' he thought.

Steve smirked. "She loves you, just give her a chance." House nodded.

Steve continued " The path to your right will lead to your demise. It is full of lies and deceit-addiction and pain. You will be forced to watch everyone you care about disappear from you life-you will die alone."

House nodded.

"The choice is yours Greg…"

House was standing directly between both roads. He looked straight ahead then to both sides. He stared down each road. 'They look the same to me' he thought. "Use the force Luke" Steve said from behind him.

"Oh, shut up!" House bellowed-Steve just smiled. House wasn't sure what he wanted in life. He had always been self destructive-he had always hated himself. There were times when he wished his life would just end, the path to the right was a great way to accomplish that wish. The path to his left-the path to her. He still wasn't sure who her was, but he wanted to find out. House walked towards the path to his left.

House walk and walked and walked. The road seemed to have no end in site-it went on forever. House was getting frustrated "Hey God, you think you could use those neat tricks of yours to give me a Honda Super hawk? Bikes are much faster than my feet you know."

Silence.

"Didn't think so…" House whispered. He walked again. Exhausted, House laid in the middle of the road, his muscles ached and his mouth was dry. "You know, your nothing but a big bully" House yelled into the sky. He closed his eyes ready to give up.

Suddenly he felt a hand on his cheek-he opened his eyes.

"It's you" he said his voice horse.

"Don't worry I'm always here for you, I won't let anything happen to you, I love you too much" Her voice was full of love and affection.

"I love you too…"he said.

"Rest Greg, I'll protect you."

He closed his eyes, he felt safe and warm. He hadn't felt that way in a long time-he slept.

"Hey how are you feeling?"