The funeral was packed. It amazed Dr. Cuddy how much he had affected people in his life. Even Detective Tritter came to the funeral, shocking the whole team. It was a beautiful ceremony. His team had given eulogies, reading happy memories of their experiences with House.
The team had stayed at the cemetery with the casket holding Dr. House about thirty more minutes after everyone else had left…
The next morning they were all cleaning out House's office. They were laughing at various papers he had written with his thoughts on some of his patients, and they pictures he had hidden under his desk.
On his chair, resting on the arms laid his cane.
"Wow, who knew he had so much junk…." Dr. Wilson commented. "It's House….what do you expect?" Cameron asked. Wilson chuckled slightly. Foreman and Chase kept laughing at the magazines they were finding.
"Now I know how he spent his time…" Chase commented. Dr. Cuddy smiled, looking at the various books.
There was a sudden clatter, and everyone looked towards House's desk.
On the floor, infront of his chair laid House's cane.
Cameron looked at Foreman. "Foreman….why did you knock it off the chair?" she asked.
Foreman shook his head. "It wasn't me!" he protested. "Well it was laying on the arms of the chair, it didn't just fall off and laid perfectly like that!" Cameron snapped.
Dr. Cuddy smiled.
"No….it's House…letting us know that everything is okay…." She stated, her eyes tearing up alittle.
Dr. Wilson smiled. "Or telling us that they are out of Vicadon up there…" he commented, and the group broke out with a wave of laughter.
