A/N:
This is an alternative ending to my story for VisualIdentificationZeta and other people who wanted Thirteen to survive. Besides, I don't think the other one was a good end.
Alternative Ending
Chapter Fifteen: The Life
The drug trials helped a lot. Her approximate "end" had been extended. The drug had stunted the progression of her symptoms. She could still think, walk and do basic things.
Thirteen couldn't work on House's team anymore but she could still work at the clinic covering House's and her own clinic hours. She was a permanent clinic staff. She was capable enough of living on her own and not affect Becca's childhood, but House had convinced her to stay as she was still a mother.
She still had some twitches and jerky movements but they weren't that obvious at times and were pretty much manageable. She had to go for regular check-ups and take the pills regularly. Foreman was in charge of those trials. Thankfully, he had gotten her a place in it. He had kind of extended her lifespan by a bit. They didn't really know how well the trial was, but hopefully it would bring them a step closer to the cure.
Because of the drug, her disease was now quite non-lethal. She was glad that it even worked, and worked well enough. She felt like she had been given a second chance at life. All the ghosts of the past that haunted her like her mother seemed to vanish. She wasn't going to be that twitching bundle like her mother.
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"How was the check-up today, doc?" House asked Thirteen.
"Foreman said I was doing well. Drug really did help." Replied Thirteen packing up her stuff.
"Good." House said little as he knew that this was still a touchy subject for her.
They held hands and walked out of the hospital together. House had finally invested in a car because of his new additional family member. House started the engine and began to drive home.
"I'm glad the drug worked." Said Thirteen quietly.
"Who isn't? Good money for the hospital, more advertisement for Cuddy and…I get to keep you longer." Said House smiling at Thirteen.
"I love you, House." Replied Thirteen softly.
"I know." House said.
"I can't imagine life without you or Becca anymore. I love you both." Said Thirteen.
"Yeah, me too." House agreed.
That was all the confirmation she needed. The drug extended her life and helped her be with the two people she loved. Nothing would ever be the same without them.