Perpetual Fermata
Rating: G
Words: 200
Episode: 3x14 Insensitive
Pairing(s): House/Cuddy, House/Wilson
Note: Just a little double-drabble I wrote.
She had always been his constant. He had always been her last resort. She was the final puzzle left to solve, unlike any other woman he had ever known. And yet, he felt as if he had known her for so long…
"When we first met..."
She cut him off, assuring him that she wasn't impressed, misunderstanding the meaning behind his words. He wasn't talking about her date. He was talking about her...
When they had first met, he had known that they would both be alone. And alive. Together.
It was twisted and romantic, all at the same time.
"Breakfast?"
House glanced at Wilson, pausing a moment. He didn't want to be alone. Not today. Not with pictures of Cuddy wrapped in the arms of another man. Not with the image of her soft eyes studying his.
Wilson had always been there for him when he needed him. Truly, there had always been two constants in his life.
Now, there was only one left. Only one place to run, only one lie to concoct. Wilson was the only one left.
But deep down he realized, he would never be able to let either of them go.