House met up with Wilson one afternoon in Mayfield. He was still wearing a hospital vestido and was seated on a rock under a árbol while looking at the ground and was playing with the nearby weed. Wilson was standing, his back facing his friend, and was watching some psych patient roam around in another ground across them.
House: She cried in front of me…
Wilson sighed and faced his friend who eventually met his stare but was still playing with the weed.
Wilson: She was scared…
House: I already told tu not to bring her back here…
Wilson: I can’t be with her 24 hours a day. I do have my practice, tu know. And besides, she cares about you…
House: That’s the point.
Wilson tilted his head and House knew his friend didn’t get what he meant.
House: <In a humble and whispery way> I don’t want her caring for me…
He looked down and got a new weed to tear down as Wilson looked at him.
Wilson: We can’t tell someone what to feel, House. Not even ----
House: <sighed> I hallucinated Cuddy…
Wilson was stunned and speechless with his friend’s declaration. House looked up to him, tilted his head and looked down again.
Wilson: Seriously?
House: Do I look I’m kidding? ------ <sighed> She helped me detox, she stayed with me the whole night and we ended up having sex por siguiente día before work…
Wilson: Huh… That explains your emotional excitement Pitt was talking about… Since the one tu had “sex” with and the one who cares about tu is the same person, tu get all excited each time tu hear her name…
House stood up and walked to stand leaning on the árbol behind him. He placed one foot on the el maletero, tronco and tried avoid eye contact with his friend as silence took over them.
Wilson: So… what are tu going to do?
House: Nothing…
Wilson: What do tu mean ----
House finally looked at his friend.
House: I don’t know what to do!
Wilson: <chuckled> Gregory House who knows everything doesn’t know what to do about something…
House: I can’t make her happy! --- In my hallucination, I’ve been trying to pull her closer to me, but she was the one running away.
Wilson: And tu figured during your two mes coma that it’s mostly likely to happen in real life?
House: Not mostly likely… That will certainly happen in real life…
Wilson: How’d tu know? Have tu tried? <House looked away again> tu just don’t want to try because you’re afraid that your hallucinations might come true. That Cuddy, the only person tu cling to aside from me, might really and totally walk away from tu and there’s no way to bring her back…
House rolled her eyes and began walking away from Wilson and it’s interesting to see that he wasn’t limping. He’s totally pain free but he knows the pain will come back maybe not today, not tomorrow, but it will.
Wilson: tu really don’t want to try after calling Cuddy por her name? <House stopped and looked at him>
House: I nearly tried that’s why I called her por her name but I decided to turn back and forget it…
Wilson sighed as House began walking back to the building.
That afternoon, House was running on a treadmill with Pitt and a patient, the one he hit before he was put into coma, watching him. Sweats run from his head and thoughts about Cuddy beat up like his rapid corazón rate.
Pitt: tu really don’t want to try?
Patient: What are tu going to try?
House: <Looked at the patient> Shut up… You’re not part of this… ---- I don’t want to try…
Pitt: Who knows, maybe it’s worth it?
House: Is there a new meaning of “don’t” that tu don’t understand? ---- She’s better off without me…
Patient: Ah, I see, you’re talking about the woman who would visit tu often. por the way, I like her bod and her culo too!
House: tu want me to hit tu again?
Pitt: See, you’re reacting to what Daniel had dicho because Lisa meant something to you. tu don’t want other men to step on your territory.
House stopped and turned the treadmill off. He went down and wiped his sweats as the two looked at him.
Patient (Daniel): Cool down man! tu really went down to hit me?
House: If tu won’t shut up, I really will. <He got his water bottle and drink before placing it back to the bench>
Pitt: tu need someone to be there for you…
Daniel: <Raising one eyebrow> In sickness and in health…
House: She’s not my nanny…
Pitt: She doesn’t care if she is… And I know, tu don’t care if tu are her nanny… ---- House, just give this feeling a chance to take over tu o else we’ll be seeing each other again in no less than a year…
Daniel: <Looked at Pitt> tu missed out one option. o else Daniel will be hittin’ on her…
House looked at him again and grabbed his towel and water bottle and began to walk away again but stopped in midway before turning back to Pitt and Daniel.
House: It’s más pleasing to see tu again than see what happens right after the “chance” and “feeling” you’re talking about…
Pitt sighed as House totally turned his back and walked out of the therapy room.
House: She cried in front of me…
Wilson sighed and faced his friend who eventually met his stare but was still playing with the weed.
Wilson: She was scared…
House: I already told tu not to bring her back here…
Wilson: I can’t be with her 24 hours a day. I do have my practice, tu know. And besides, she cares about you…
House: That’s the point.
Wilson tilted his head and House knew his friend didn’t get what he meant.
House: <In a humble and whispery way> I don’t want her caring for me…
He looked down and got a new weed to tear down as Wilson looked at him.
Wilson: We can’t tell someone what to feel, House. Not even ----
House: <sighed> I hallucinated Cuddy…
Wilson was stunned and speechless with his friend’s declaration. House looked up to him, tilted his head and looked down again.
Wilson: Seriously?
House: Do I look I’m kidding? ------ <sighed> She helped me detox, she stayed with me the whole night and we ended up having sex por siguiente día before work…
Wilson: Huh… That explains your emotional excitement Pitt was talking about… Since the one tu had “sex” with and the one who cares about tu is the same person, tu get all excited each time tu hear her name…
House stood up and walked to stand leaning on the árbol behind him. He placed one foot on the el maletero, tronco and tried avoid eye contact with his friend as silence took over them.
Wilson: So… what are tu going to do?
House: Nothing…
Wilson: What do tu mean ----
House finally looked at his friend.
House: I don’t know what to do!
Wilson: <chuckled> Gregory House who knows everything doesn’t know what to do about something…
House: I can’t make her happy! --- In my hallucination, I’ve been trying to pull her closer to me, but she was the one running away.
Wilson: And tu figured during your two mes coma that it’s mostly likely to happen in real life?
House: Not mostly likely… That will certainly happen in real life…
Wilson: How’d tu know? Have tu tried? <House looked away again> tu just don’t want to try because you’re afraid that your hallucinations might come true. That Cuddy, the only person tu cling to aside from me, might really and totally walk away from tu and there’s no way to bring her back…
House rolled her eyes and began walking away from Wilson and it’s interesting to see that he wasn’t limping. He’s totally pain free but he knows the pain will come back maybe not today, not tomorrow, but it will.
Wilson: tu really don’t want to try after calling Cuddy por her name? <House stopped and looked at him>
House: I nearly tried that’s why I called her por her name but I decided to turn back and forget it…
Wilson sighed as House began walking back to the building.
That afternoon, House was running on a treadmill with Pitt and a patient, the one he hit before he was put into coma, watching him. Sweats run from his head and thoughts about Cuddy beat up like his rapid corazón rate.
Pitt: tu really don’t want to try?
Patient: What are tu going to try?
House: <Looked at the patient> Shut up… You’re not part of this… ---- I don’t want to try…
Pitt: Who knows, maybe it’s worth it?
House: Is there a new meaning of “don’t” that tu don’t understand? ---- She’s better off without me…
Patient: Ah, I see, you’re talking about the woman who would visit tu often. por the way, I like her bod and her culo too!
House: tu want me to hit tu again?
Pitt: See, you’re reacting to what Daniel had dicho because Lisa meant something to you. tu don’t want other men to step on your territory.
House stopped and turned the treadmill off. He went down and wiped his sweats as the two looked at him.
Patient (Daniel): Cool down man! tu really went down to hit me?
House: If tu won’t shut up, I really will. <He got his water bottle and drink before placing it back to the bench>
Pitt: tu need someone to be there for you…
Daniel: <Raising one eyebrow> In sickness and in health…
House: She’s not my nanny…
Pitt: She doesn’t care if she is… And I know, tu don’t care if tu are her nanny… ---- House, just give this feeling a chance to take over tu o else we’ll be seeing each other again in no less than a year…
Daniel: <Looked at Pitt> tu missed out one option. o else Daniel will be hittin’ on her…
House looked at him again and grabbed his towel and water bottle and began to walk away again but stopped in midway before turning back to Pitt and Daniel.
House: It’s más pleasing to see tu again than see what happens right after the “chance” and “feeling” you’re talking about…
Pitt sighed as House totally turned his back and walked out of the therapy room.
