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Down to the Water by blackmare_9 (PG-13)
Fandom: HOUSE MD
Pairing: House-Wilson friendship, Wilson/Amber mentioned
Length: 7,000 words
Author on LJ:
blackmare_9
Author Website: Fanfiction by tag on LJ and also the epic fics at
black_cigarette
Why this must be read:
I run out of superlatives when I think about this fic. It's the ultimate post-episode story for the Season Four closer, "Wilson's Heart." It's what the producers ought to do, and probably won't.
It's Wilson and House on a journey, both literal and figurative, together when they can be and apart when they have to be. It's gorgeously described and full of emotion -- but these characters' emotions, playing out within themselves and between the two of them only in ways that are true to them.
The Dunkin' Donuts smells like heaven, and Wilson almost wishes it didn't. A few days ago he'd thought he'd never again enjoy the scent or the flavor of anything. Mostly, he still doesn't, and this little twinge of pleasure feels like a betrayal, like he's joining with the rest of the world that doesn't know or care that she's gone.
You think, says his mind, in a voice that might be his own or hers or House's, she'd rather you were lying on the floor in a puddle of snot?
He's kind of grateful that his brain is a jerk. Too many nice people have told him how to feel, told him that she wouldn't want him to hurt like this, wouldn't want him to grieve so much. Fucking useless things to say; Wilson vows never to repeat them to anyone else.
She really was a lot like House, and that means she'd want to know that losing her knocked him sideways, the same way a garbage truck slams into a bus.
Down to the Water
Pairing: House-Wilson friendship, Wilson/Amber mentioned
Length: 7,000 words
Author on LJ:
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Author Website: Fanfiction by tag on LJ and also the epic fics at
![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
Why this must be read:
I run out of superlatives when I think about this fic. It's the ultimate post-episode story for the Season Four closer, "Wilson's Heart." It's what the producers ought to do, and probably won't.
It's Wilson and House on a journey, both literal and figurative, together when they can be and apart when they have to be. It's gorgeously described and full of emotion -- but these characters' emotions, playing out within themselves and between the two of them only in ways that are true to them.
The Dunkin' Donuts smells like heaven, and Wilson almost wishes it didn't. A few days ago he'd thought he'd never again enjoy the scent or the flavor of anything. Mostly, he still doesn't, and this little twinge of pleasure feels like a betrayal, like he's joining with the rest of the world that doesn't know or care that she's gone.
You think, says his mind, in a voice that might be his own or hers or House's, she'd rather you were lying on the floor in a puddle of snot?
He's kind of grateful that his brain is a jerk. Too many nice people have told him how to feel, told him that she wouldn't want him to hurt like this, wouldn't want him to grieve so much. Fucking useless things to say; Wilson vows never to repeat them to anyone else.
She really was a lot like House, and that means she'd want to know that losing her knocked him sideways, the same way a garbage truck slams into a bus.
Down to the Water