Day 7: Hope

Cuddy's POV

Seven days since the accident and he still isn't reacting to anything. Our neurologists say he'll probably never wake up again. But somehow I know he will. He has to!

Wilson was mumbling in his sleep. Finally his body had won and he had dozed off in one of those uncomfortable chairs.

Slowly, I took a step so that I was standing next to Greg's bed. I looked sadly at his still and seemingly small figure and then, reflexively, I began talking quietly.

Best Friend: So much to see, so much to live for

Questions to answer, places to go

So much to be, so much to care for

Deep down inside I think you know

You are free...come back to me!

House's POV

I was woken by the sound of an all too familiar voice. Cuddy.

"...you know if you wake up soon I might even be happy enough to let you off some clinic duty."

I smiled. If I come back... I'd like to. I really would. But I don't know how!

"Wilson is really concerned about you."

There was a short silence and I was almost afraid that she had gone.

"...and I am, too. C'mon, wake up! I won't even yell at you when you make the nurses cry. And you can have your Game Boy, iPod, soaps, whatever you want, just come back to us."

That sounded nice, in some way. I think she's right. I've got to wake up. It's already been too long since I left.

Somewhere in the back of my mind the memory of the day before was still very present, but I tried hard to ignore it.

Best Friend: So much to see

Me: He may be right

Best Friend: So much to live for

Me: I've got to fight

Best Friend: Questions to answer

Me: I will pull through

Best Friend: Places to go

Me: Take me with you

Best Friend: So much to be

Me: I will not break

Best Friend: So much to care for

Me: I must awake

Best Friend: Deep down inside I think you know

Me: I think I know

Best Friend: You are free

Me: I am free!

Best Friend: Come back to me!

I have to get back. No matter how. I just have to be with them again.

I tried to force my real eyes open. Tried to speak. To flinch. To just move a finger.

But nothing happened. It has to!

"LET ME OUT!"