Miranda's Spiel: So.... Cuddy is alright... so who is it - Cameron or Stacy? Read on!
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There Was A Time - 4: Nothing More To Say
Wilson appeared at House's apartment early the morning of the funeral. It was hard to believe it had only been a week since the accident, and yet here he was, straightening the grieving man's tie as he stood wordlessly before him. Wilson said nothing either, there seemed no words to fit, each time his marriage had broken down, House was there with the appropriate response but any of the advice, sarcastic or otherwise seemed wrong.
Lisa had arrived not long after Wilson, and took it upon herself to bathe, feed and clothe the little girl who had so much become a part of her daily routine, she had a regular two hour visit with the girl while House worked in the clinic. She was the only one who had been allowed to do more than cradle the child for a few minutes, a privilege which annoyed the nurses no end, but she respected highly.
"The blue one..." House murmured, his first words for the morning since either concerned party had arrived. "Her mother bought it when we found out we were going to have a daughter." Lisa turned, realising House meant the two tiny dresses she held in her hands, and put aside the pale yellow one, a gift from Foreman. Lisa too, had remained silent, not sure what to say, and not truly trusting herself not to start crying.
"Ready?" Wilson asked, deliberately keeping his usual cheerful demeanour nonexistent.
"Do you really think I could be?" House replied, the second and final sentence he would utter between his apartment and the church. Kicking himself, Wilson carefully hoisted the diaper bag Cuddy offered onto his shoulder, and joined House and Lisa in silence, there really seemed nothing more to say.