They sat together silently on the bus. No one made a sound for the longest time, and House continued to enjoy the absence of pain in his leg. Only a short time seemed to pass when Kutner broke the silence with a question.

"Are you happy that you're dead?"

"Is this the kind of 'catching up' you were talking about earlier?" House asked, glancing at Amber. He quickly returned his gaze to Kutner and answered his question. "Why the hell would I be happy? I'm stuck here with you two." Amber frowned at his response.

Kutner laughed. House rolled his eyes and laid his head back as a question formed in his mind.

"Why did you kill yourself?"

Amber jumped up and stared down at him. "House… don't…"

"Well, there's nothing else to talk about. Can you really hide the truth in death?" House had his eyes closed now, still waiting for a response from Kutner.

"Looking back, I realize that by dying… I caused everyone some pain," Kutner said sadly. "But I just… got sick of pretending. Every day was just… I couldn't force myself to be happy. But, I know that I hurt you… I'm sorry." He looked at the floor, his lips pressed together in a pained expression.

"That's it?" House looked over at Kutner. With a sigh, Kutner shook his head slightly, never looking up at House.

"I just didn't want to trouble anyone with what I was feeling… what I was going through. Sometimes I wonder what would have happened if I was still alive…"

House sighed and turned to Amber, who was still staring down at him. "What about you? How do you feel about death?"

"Death…" Amber's expression softened and she sat down next to House. "I guess you could call it a mixed blessing. It is nice here, in this ethereal place, but I do miss being alive. At least the white light is comforting…" Amber motioned to him and Kutner, who sat across the aisle and smiled. "…and I'm not alone anymore."

Although Amber spoke as though she was content in this place, House noticed that her expression was thoughtful yet saddened. He wanted to push her, to say aloud that she was lying, but something was keeping him from doing so. It was as if all negativity had been erased from him.

"I think that's enough for now," Kutner said slowly. "Right now we have to return to your thoughts. You need to remember what you left on Earth."

House nodded and at the same time a sharp pain jolted through his leg. What the hell? Why…?

Amber smiled at them and folded her arms. "Shall we begin?"