At Another Crossroad

It wasn't the first time that he'd been at a crossroad as significant as this one, with multiple choices laid out right in front of him, awaiting his decision on which one he wanted to take. He had in fact been there numerous times in his life, each time differing in circumstance and possible outcome.

Some might say that life was made up of irregularities, but House knew better. He saw the patterns imprinted almost unnoticeably beneath the surface that very few could see. He saw the undeniable traces of what was real and what was merely an illusion ripping through the fabric of his very existence. He saw it all.

Putting it all simply, he knew that he had to choose. He had to make a decision. If he left it too late, the opportunity would pass him by and life would go on until he hit another intersection that would predictably consist of unique roads to follow that somehow managed to stay in the same intertwining pattern as those before it.

He knew there was no way to reason with or to slow it down and the only decision on his part was to take or leave what was being offered. He would get no other input on the matter. Weighing his options against each other and acting on what felt right was all he could do.

He looked straight into Cuddy's eyes, admiring their intense blue. He managed a smile, as small as it turned out to be. And then he told her.

"As great as that sounds, I think I'll pass."

fin.