Disclaimer: Why do i continually have to remind myself that i DONT own House MD or anything to do with it!!! although... Chase and Cam are getting married in real life, and he's an Aussie and im an Aussie... ok i dont know where im going with this lol
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The guests started arriving, House thought the best venue for Wilson's farewell would be the place he spent most of his time; the hospital. He set up a projector and his laptop, as well as the seats, for the service, then everyone would be asked to move to the burial site. Cameron had looked after the decoration- simple flowers, place cards and a little pamphlet to remember Wilson, his smiling face looking up at them.
"All right people, find your seats, sit down, and shut up as quick as possible, lets get this underway", in response the guests obeyed House's command, and focused their attention to the little stage. Most people had no idea what to expect considering House had put himself in charge of the whole service, he would be the only speaker, the way he saw it was that no one else knew James Wilson like he did.
He commenced proceedings;
"Hey, well we all know why we're here; time to say a final farewell to the handsome doctor", the room chuckled softly, House decided that he would keep it as light hearted as possible up until his eulogy. "Jimmy and I were like little girls when talking about our deaths, let me clarify that; ladies when you were young ever remember your first love? and how you planned your whole wedding and practiced saying your new last name... Well Wilson and i did the same, except we planned our funerals". Even though House had started to ramble the audience remained transfixed to him, hanging on to every word.
"However in saying that, we always planned that i would die first, needless to say why. But as you know that's not the case, so im kinda winging this to an extent, so please bear with me. At some stage or another every one in this room had been touched by Wilson, some more then others", he peered over to the nurses who all giggled. "The irony of course being that he spent so long in this building saving lives, yet he died here" a quiver in House's voice started to become more obvious. "As much as you people doubt my ability to show emotions..." he looked over to Cameron, staring into her already teary eyes, "I loved Wilson, of course i never told him that because im an ass", again the room laughed nervously, some nodding in agreeance. "We spent most of my clinic hours together, bitching, watching TV, eating the potato chips he bought for himself, which i consumed gladly" Cuddy couldn't hold back her laugh, it was so true. House's tone changes to one of sincerity; "but Jimmy was there for me through everything vie been through, and that's why i felt it my duty to be here for him today..." he paused, looking up to the ceiling he said, "im just sorry its too little too late". House returned his gaze to the audience, but looked away quickly when he realised he was crying. Pull yourself together, bad boy reputation, bad boy reputation. "So anyway, i don't have words to describe this man, so I made the most of the photos and clips of film i've secretly saved over the years", and with that he moved over to his lap top, sat down and began the show.
The projector beamed images over two young doctors, laughing, at pubs and in their apartments, good times. House chose the sound track carefully, he decided to open with; if tomorrow never comes, by Ronan Keating, but of course he only used a snippet of it because... well it would of been weird. This song was chosen as more of a warning to his audience; "cos i've lost loved ones in my life, who never knew how much loved them, now i never thought id regret that my true feelings for them never were revealed". The song trailed off as the theme of the photos changed; a title popped up onto the screen "Wilson and his wife/s"; the crowd released teary laughter, enjoying the presentation thoroughly. The room was silent, until the next track rolled; Mambo #5, by Lou Bega, House was proud of himself for finding this track, he and Jimmy had found it amusing just a few months before. One night Wilson had dragged House out for the night to a karaoke bar, little did he know that House had armed himself with a video camera. The photos changed to words; "Wait for it". Lou Bega's version stopped suddenly, instead the still image turned into a short video; Wilson on stage singing that very song, except he made up his own lyrics, according to his favourite nurses at the time. The room burst into laughter; tears of joy stained their cheeks. Once again the slide show took a serious nature, well music wise anyway, the images just kept coming, the song a heartfelt ballad by Kate Alexa; Always there;
"Why was it you i don't understand...things happen and no one knows why, if id erased this moment in time? If id known i would be by you're side if id of nknown i would of said goodbye..." Wilson continued to appear on screen, shown with several bald children of whom he had worked with during their treatments. Most of the guests enjoyed the visuals, as much as the songs being played, absorbing the lyrics, knowing that House had chosen those songs to say what he couldn't. " You were always there, even though it seems you're far away. I miss you more then word, i missing you more everyday, where are you in my life, where's the song in my heart, and strength for me to carry on?"... Once again the theme of the show changed, the Ducklings and Cuddy recognised the clip, it was from Wilson's birthday party, it was a crazy night, crazy fun. House had caught most of the night on video, dancing, laughing, drinking, it was all on video, but he had cut the clip down, he had bits from different stages of the night. The sight of the usually well behaved doctors shocked some, as they slurred "happy birthday" as the cake was brought into the lounge room, with House jeering "make a wish little Jimmy, but don't tell anyone, or it wont come true". The audience acknowledged the smile on House's face in the video; no one of them had seen him genuinely happy.
"Hey House, i want to dedicate a song to you" the words were those of a drunk Wilson, as he stumbled over towards the stereo. After choosing the track, all of the doctors moved into the middle of the room and began dancing, their pace picking up after the song actually started. House remained seated, laughing as his friends made fools of themselves on video, Wilson stepped out from he small group singing; "I'll be there for you, when the rain starts to fall, I'll be there for you, like I've been there before, I'll be there for you cos you're there for me too"... "no one could ever know me. No one could ever see me since you're the only one who knows what it's like to be me. Some one to face the day with make it through all the next with". The presentation ended with one more little clip, from the same night. It showed James Wilson walking towards the front door with a sober Foreman, before turning around to the rooms remaining occupants and saying; "see ya guys, see ya Greggy boy". "The End". Everyone in the room stood, clapping at the screen and House.
House remained seated at the table, he couldn't find the strength to move, the crowd silently sat down, watching to see what would happen next. Finally, Cameron stood and walked up to the stage, "If you would all like to move outside and make your way to the front of the hospital, that would be much appreciated, the room nodded and did as asked. Cameron and House were the only one's that remained in the room, she walked over to his hunched figure.
"House?", he turned to face her, his eyes red from the tears.
"im sorry, im so sorry"
"House that was amazing everyone loved it, Wilson would have loved it". she wrapped her slender arms around him, "man i didnt realise we all drank so much that night, i was plastered". House smirked.
"Come on, don't start sooking, you might lose your bad boy rep".
Author's note: i dont know if im going to continue with this fic... i havnt had many review... so i assume people either arent reading it, or dont like it... if you want me to keep going... just let me know please...