Chapter 12-The final prep.
Sunday
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48 Hours before Court.
They woke up at 8:20, and got up, Grayson was already up playing piano and singing Hey Jude, by the Beatles. House smiled at their son when he entered the living room. Grayson knew that the instrument was his to play. "Good morning, Grayson, what do you want for breakfast?" House asked.
"I want pancakes." Grayson smiled at his older father. House smiled back. Then Wilson woke up and gave Grayson a hug and a kiss.
"The meeting is today," Wilson said, and House tense up. He put his hand on House's left hand. "Papa, what's up?" Grayson asked worried for House.
The silence lengthens. "Greg, are you with us now?" Wilson said in worry. House blinked.
"I am fine, James, I am fine, Grayson, you don't have to bother with me," House said simply.
Wilson frown. "Greg, listen to me because I will never repeat this twice, you idiot, we're practically MARRIED. You moron, I love you so much. I don't deal with the person I am MARRIED TO."
"But, you are going to leave eventually?" House said as soon as he said it he regretted it, he saw Wilson's brown eyes full of hurt. "God, I am sorry, Jamey." "I know, God, Greg. You're, stress out, I know." Wilson said crossing to were House was, and put his hands on House's shoulders and squeeze them. Grayson gave House a big hug.
The family resume eating their meal in silence. House's mood lifted after a while. But Wilson is still worried. 'God, I hope he is okay.' Wilson prayed House maybe is agnostic but Wilson believes in god he believed that God will help them. The rest of the morning was good to House, they played music together, Grayson played with his fathers.
At lunchtime they went out, at Taco Bell, After eating, They dropped Grayson at Blythe's place.
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Forty-Four Hours before Court
House and Wilson walk to Emma Carter's office close to 2 pm, hand in hand. On their way to the office, they saw Cuddy and Lucas. "Good afternoon, House, Wilson!" Cuddy exclaim.
"Hello, Cuddy, How are the twins today?" House said with a suggestive lear.
Cuddy and Lucas rolled their eyes, but Wilson smiled a big grateful smile. Cuddy gave Wilson a questioning look. Wilson whispered into Cuddy's ear. "He had been off this past few days." Cuddy frowned at the explanation that Wilson gave. When they entered Carter's office. Carter, who was standing waiting for them. Wilson's heart was tied into knots. 'I hope that he will be okay on Tuesday.' Wilson prayed in his mind.
They walk into Carter's office, they sat down. "Good afternoon, Doctors House, and Wilson. Carter said. They shook hands, House was looking to Wilson said. "I am fine."
"Okay, I know you are fine, Greg!" Wilson lied. But in his worry House doesn't even called him on that lie. Wilson frowned. They sat down across the prosecutor's desk. Wilson's hand was on House's. The prosecutor spoke breaking the silence. "How has your Thanksgiving has been, Dr.s House and Wilson? House usually didn't like indulging people in small talk but this time he is grateful for the innocuous but hated task.
House spoke, "Our Thanksgiving had been fine, we spent it with our family and friends. Actually," He looked at Wilson." To be honest, It's the best Thanksgiving I ever had." Wilson gave House a grateful look.
"Let us go through with your testimony on Tuesday, okay, Doctor House," Carter said and House tense up a bit. "Last week we did your direct., Today we will practice cross. I am going to play with Mr. Gavin. "So, Doctor House," Carter said in a thick New York accent, House laughs. "How can we know that you aren't lying, about your childhood?" House looked at Wilson and he spoke in anger. "I thought you believe his story." Wilson accused.
"Doctor Wilson, I believe him and most people will, but their people who will definitely incline to not believe him or who are two ingresses in there religious belief that said he deserved it," Carter said to assure them.
"So because I am committed to a guy.." House trailed off.
"Yes, Sorry we are living in kind of world." Carter replays. "Also do you have a proof of the abuse so that we will have cold hard evidence."
"Yes, actually last Christmas, I had an MRI done, my shoulder had been hurting, so James, got me a scan of my left shoulder and the bone was broken and dislocated, a couple of times in childhood that it will show, I had a copy at home and I can get that for Tuesday, And also I had an infarction," Carter questions with her eyes, House forgot, that he wasn't speaking to a doctor. "It is like a heart attack but instead of my heart it is in my thigh," House shown her his prosthetic leg ."Anyway, I have X rays and MRI's done on my right leg." House said in an even tone belying his mood.
"Okay, what did your father did with your shoulder?" Carter asked gently.
"He will handcuff me, too hard sometimes, one time I broke my shoulder, he will do mostly on my left arm. Like BDSM, but it doesn't go that far, as, in sex, the sexual abuse came later but he would tie me up." Wilson cringe and House looked at him but there isn't any pity just love, worry, and acceptance.
"And your foot? What did your father do?"
"I was late coming home from school because when I was 11, then he twisted my leg," House said emotionlessly.
"I want to ask you something, Dr. House, about your diagnosis?"
"What about it?" Wilson asked defensively. because he knew about House's shutdowns he is so worried that his partner might not come back.
"There had been reports that…." Wilson cut her off. "What?" He knows that Nolan will never speak, but there has been somebody who had spoken.
"Yeah, an anonymous source that told the media that you had a mental breakdown. So, Dr. House, did you suffer a breakdown two years ago?" She really needed to know because if she pushed him too far then it might not be good for her case and for House's as well.
"Yes," House said in a soft even tone. "PTSD induced catatonia," House said rather scary.
"And are you still suffering from this condition?"
"Yes," House said quieter this time and Wilson stroke his hand to reassure him.
"Thank you, Dr. House, and Dr. Wilson for your time." House left to go the car and Wilson hang around to ask the question. "How do you think he will do on Tuesday?"
"I think he will be great on Tuesday. He has you and your kid."
"How can you say that?" "I don't mean that everything is sunshine and puppies for him, of course. But I have handled a case earlier this year a man who had been abused by his uncle, rape. He was worse than him. Okay, Dr. Wilson." Wilson left following House to their car.
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Forty Hours before Court
After the meeting with Emma Carter, They went to the Hospital to get House's scans. House was Cuddy and Wilson's patient for the longest time. Now Chase is his prescribing doctor and PCP.
House and Wilson got out of the car in the parking garage of their apartment. House was a bit shaken up. Grayson will stay the night at Baker so that the couple had time to get their bearings up. House was quiet but at least he was responsive and not catatonic.
"Greg?" Wilson was worried. House looked at him annoyed, Wilson smiled at House. "What do you want for dinner?" He asked after a bit.
"Can I have pancakes?" House answered unsure about himself. Wilson frowned, that meant that his Greg wasn't all there yet.
"House, what do you want for dinner?" Wilson said worry coloring his every word.
"Macadamia nut pancakes, you moron, I am just busting your chops," House said and he continued. "JAMES, I am just thinking, I am not slipping. I am NOT Grayson, a kid, remember?"
"Okay, I am not saying you are!" Wilson said a bit hurt and forgetting to remove it from his voice. He cooked it though. House's demeanor didn't change though he was quiet while they were eating. House ate all the pancakes which made Wilson smile.
They 'watch' a re-run of ER while making out on the couch, kissing and nipping each other. Wilson remove House's shirt, and then pants then House remove Wilson shirt and pants as well and they walk to the bedroom naked except for their boxers.
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Thirty-two Hours before Court
Wilson and House were sleeping in their bedroom. When House's breathing became more hitched, Wilson was instantly awake and was waking House up. "Greg! Just snap out of it." Wilson said after an interminable number of 'Greg, and House,' mix in with some soothing words. Then he turned the light on. House was awake. 'Oh shit!' This is a panic attack and not a dream. Wilson got up and got a syringe of Ativan, He injected House with it. House had a prescription for the pills but Wilson knew that House can't swallow them.
After fifteen minutes, House became more aware of his surroundings. Wilson was there with him. He loves this man. "Greg?"
"Yeah, I had a flashback," House said in a soft voice. Wilson was hugging and kissing him all over. "STOP!" House said after the first nip. Wilson was shocked. "Oh, I am sorry, do you want to talk about it, House?" But House didn't respond.
Wilson turned the light off. "Greg? Are you alright?" "What?" House said irritably. "I am just thinking, Jamey."
"I can't read your mind, House, so please, just tell me, all right, because I want to help you."
House relented for a bit but after a minute he spilled. "I was 14, we had intercourse. I blocked it out because he became violent towards me." House's voice got softer, in the end, it was just above a whisper.
"Did he came into your room?" Wilson asked.
"Aren't you disgusted yet?"
"No, I am not disgusted, he did something horrible to you and you had survived it, I am very proud of you, Greg." "What if I did something horrible to Grayson?"
They had this conversation a million times so Wilson answered with. "You, won't.
House looked at his bedside clock, it was three AM, he sleds down next to Wilson and said. "Thank you, Wilson."
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Twenty-two Hours before the trial
House woke up at 11 am for the second time Wilson wasn't there. He turned on the light and saw the note that Wilson wrote:
"Greg,
Don't worry, your mom called, Grayson needs to come to school. I didn't leave you, you moron. I love you so much. I have an appointment today, Will come to Nolan's later.
Jamey."
He texted Wilson and got up and get ready for the day. He had the today and tomorrow off but Wilson isn't that lucky. He had an appointment with an oncology donor but he will be with House tomorrow the diagnostic department had a case today, that Chase said they can handle.
He needed to fetch his son up from preschool. They didn't have a nanny because their nanny slap Grayson and House did not like that. So they take turns, fetching their son up and bringing the boy to Blythe's or to the Hospital. He sighed and went to the parking garage, then he looked away. They left the Mustang with Blythe and the Volvo was with Wilson. "Damm!" He muttered. Grayson will be annoyed with him the kid needs his routine. He couldn't take the bike.
He called Chase. His friend/employee answered the phone at the office "Chase, I need you to get me at our apartment."
"Why?" Chase answered a bit surprised.
"Wanna play the cool godfather? Wilson and Cuddy had lunch with the donor in town. My mother had gone to New York."
Chase cut him off, "You need me to pick you so that you can pick Grayson?" House heard Chase smile.
"Okay." Five minutes later, Chase arrived to pick House. He was using Foreman's car. House grinned Chase knew the issue with his kid, he brought a car that is close to his in color and style.
"Did you borrow the car from him?" House asked.
"No, I stole it."' Chase said jokingly.
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Eighteen Hours before Court
House, Wilson, and Gray walked to Dr. Nolan's office at 3 pm. Nolan is going to catch a ride on their car today, after House's sessions. And after their session to help House and Wilson deal with tomorrow. House sat down at Nolan's patient chair and greets his psychiatrist with a "Nolan."
"Hi, House," Nolan said sitting down, House across from Nolan's chair. House didn't respond to him. Nolan frown in worry. "House, are you with me?"
House's response with, "You three, first there was Wilson, then Gray, and then you, Gees, Nolan, I didn't know how much more to say to you, I am NOT Catatonic, I am just thinking." House said full of annoyance in his tone.
"Okay!" Nolan said. "If that is what you want to answer my questions so that people who care about you, don't think you slipping." It let that sank in first. "How was your weekend?"
House thought for a minute and said. "Thanksgiving was fine until Gray asked a question, what is a faggot?"
"What did you tell him?" "That it was wrong, he asked me about being hurt and that I said like. How much I love him and that As long I live I love him something like that."
"So your son asked that? How was your meeting with the prosecutor yesterday?" Nolan asked.
"Yeah, apparently someone called the media and told them about my diagnosis, PTSD/ADHD induce Catatonia." He looked at Nolan and watched him, for any deception because there isn't Nolan will never tattle to the media because of HIPAA. He will not say a word.
"Someone must have told the media, I will investigate, okay?" Nolan probed deeper. "The prosecutor asked me about the proof, I gave her the MRI of my arm. We practiced." House said rolling his cane, he brought the cane so that he can fiddle with it.
"We need to practice then," Nolan said. They practice for more than half an hour and Nolan went home with them.
Fifteen Hours before Court
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House was playing the piano in the living room. His fingers settled on Sonata in C major K545 by Mozart the first movement. House loved this piece he played it for practice he loved playing Mozart, it was a cool, happy, childlike melody that betrayed House's mood this couple of weeks. He was nervous, and extremely. The thoughts that were going on in his head is like a baseball hit so hard that reverberate in the batting cage. He has been wanting to try to play baseball with Grayson in the spring. He smiled with that thought.
Grayson was watching his older father play, then afterward sits in the piano bench and copy House.
Nolan and Wilson look at Gray play amazement he can't finish that piece because it is hard for him. House stand up and gave him a standing ovation because it was amazing. "Good job, little man," House said. Unlike House Grayson love being praised for a job well done.
After playing the piano, the migrated to the dining room. They had ordered pizza from Dominoes. And eat in companionable silence. Then House helped Grayson with 'homework': my home. House rolled his eyes outwardly but inwardly he was glad for the distraction. And besides, he loves his family so much. After putting Grayson to bed and Nolan retired to the guestroom House and Wilson was settled in the House and Wilson was watching mindless TV when Wilson said. "Greg, you need to take something to prevent the nightmares because I hate to see you like this."
House answered, "I know, I need a pill for now." "So Do you agree with me on it?"
"Yes."
Then House starts kissing Wilson and saying 'I love you' all the way to their bedroom. After the making out, Wilson injects House with Zolpidem. And said, " I Love you, Greg." Then Wilson falls asleep with House rap around him.
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They woke up at 6:30, Wilson was the first one and then he woke House up. "Greg, It's 6:30." He said sweetly. "I know you're awake." House's eyes were open but lost in thought, Wilson frown. "Greg, you okay?" "Yeah, I am just thinking about what if the judge is predigesting or worse ADRIAN, somehow get out of this scenario," House said. "I can't let him win." Wilson wrapped his arms on House's body and told him, "I love you, Greg, so much and no matter what happened today I am very proud of you."
"Let's get going, Jamey, before anything happened." House winked.
They got up and got dress. House was shaking while he was tying his tie up. When Wilson notice this and cup House's hand in his. "Greg, may I?" House just nodded his head.
As the men were dressing, Grayson woke up. "Daddy, Papa, Good luck on testefiying." House gave his son a smile, for telling him that. He picked up his son and told the boy. "Be good for Remy." House got Thirteen a day off because she was the only other then Cuddy and Chase he would trust for his kid's welfare. The two will be with them in court.
End of Chapter 12
