After that Hannah never had a boyfriend and listened a lot more to her fathers advice, but one day he wouldn't be there anymore he had told her, and you have to learn these things by yourself he said when he embraced her in a fatherly hug for the first time since she was 8.
She was 17 when it happened.
It was a blood clot in his brain.
She repeated the event over and over.
She had come in the door and he had been sprawled on the floor unconscious, his pulse had steadily disappeared as she tried and tried to revive her father.
Her tears had never ceased throughout the whole ordeal.
Dr Gregory House had died on the 19th of November 6.02 pm.
She had been there when he died.
She had been there standing next to Wilson and his employees, Wilson told her a woman over to the left was Cuddy, who had glistening wet eyes as the session was performed.
There were many people she had never seen standing at the funeral.
Patients, Patient's families, other doctors and a few odd family members
They laid there flowers by the small headstone.
It was bleak and grey but it read a few words in ebony writing.
Gregory House
Hater, But Saver of Life
You
Will
Be
Remembered
Every day she would visit the headstone and cry, but one day the tears would come no more
Wilson had stood by her that sunny day and faced her with bright eyes.
"What will you do now?" He asked softly as they left the cemetery.
"What I have to do" She told him through closed eyes.
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When she received her medical diploma at college a few words escaped her lips.
"For you Dad"
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