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menolly_au ([personal profile] menolly_au) wrote2010-07-06 09:54 pm

Fic : Silent Companions

Title: Silent Companions
Author: menolly_au
Words: 345
Warnings :  Angst / Character Death
Summary : It's been one year since the bus crash that killed Amber and House

Written for Camp Sick!Wilson Banner Drabble challenge



 

Wilson stares into the glowing camp fire, holding his marshmallow over the flames. He looks up at House and Amber who sit silently watching him.

“I can't believe it's been a whole year since the bus crash. Been a busy year. Everybody is moving on with their lives. Cuddy got married, adopted a kid.” He turns the marshmallow over, watching the flames lick at its surface, gradually turning it brown.
 

“I miss you both so much. I look for you at the hospital all the time House, it just isn't the same there any more. It's too quiet."

He turns to Amber, gazes at her, thinking again how beautiful she is.

"The apartment is so empty Amber. I... I've kept everything just the way you left it. I haven't touched your things. I know you wouldn't like that.”
 

He watches as the marshmallow slowly burns, turning black and then shrivelling up on itself until there is nothing left. He throws the stick into the fire and then watches as it too burns up.
 

“Cuddy said I should take a break, get away from the hospital for a while. Try and find some peace. So I came out here.”
 

He laughs but there is no humour in it.
 

“It's funny because neither of you liked camping. You would have hated this. I can just hear you both bitching about it.”
 

He pokes at the fire with a stick, watches the flames dance.
 

“I haven't told anyone that I can see you both. This is just our little secret. If I tell anyone they will try and 'cure' me, make it so I can't see you anymore. I couldn't stand to lose you like that. Not again.”
 

He stares at them both, sitting there on the other side of the fire.

“I just... I just wish you would talk to me... just once.”
 

He stops, takes a deep shuddering breath and wipes away his tears. Stares into the camp fire.
 

“I wish I had been on the bus with you.”


[identity profile] barefootpuddles.livejournal.com 2010-07-07 01:00 am (UTC)(link)
Thanks for the link. I left a comment there. That is just the kind of thing I meant!

Just curious, but if they are hallucinations in this story why won't they talk to Wilson (or why can't get himself get them to talk to him)? Is there something symbolic there? Guilt maybe? Survivors syndrome?


It's always House as the ghost too, every notice that? I can't real one with Wilson as the ghost (there was one good one Wilson as a hallucination.) I wonder if Wilson as a ghost would count as a sick!Wilson?

[identity profile] menolly-au.livejournal.com 2010-07-07 01:12 am (UTC)(link)
When I was writing it I was thinking about that episode when Wilson is lying in bed talking to 'Amber' so this being just another degree of that, where Wilson is conjuring up the image as well (so maybe not really a true hallucination?) Truthfully I was going to write it with them all chatting happily around the campfire and then only gradually do you realise that Amber and House are in fact dead - but I didn't :)

I'm thinking that are a lot more stories about House being dead in general - probably because it seems more likely that he will die first? Yeah I think ghost!Wilson could count as sick!Wilson - you can't get much sicker than dead can you :) Maybe I can come up with something for the latest challenge :)

[identity profile] barefootpuddles.livejournal.com 2010-07-07 04:05 am (UTC)(link)
Maybe I can come up with something for the latest challenge :)

Oh please do. And if you are ever interested in a longer fic with Wilson and as a ghost I've had some ideas in my head for a while (though sadly they don't seem to want to turn into any kind of real fic and I don't do long things that well anyway).