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Holiday H/W fic Part 5

 

Two minutes later, a tall, stoop-shouldered resident with reddened eyes trotted into Wilson’s room. “Dr. Hansen is holding Grand Rounds right now. I’m Dr. Patterson,” he told them, eyeing the filthy remains of Wilson’s suit. “What seems to be the trouble? Santa fall out of his sleigh?”

“Actually, he got kicked in the head by a jackass with delusions of grandeur. How about if you treat him now and save the funny for later? Dr. Wilson here has all the signs of a subdural hematoma in the parietal region,” House growled.

“Are you certain?” Patterson asked. “The CT last night was clean.”

“Must have been a slow bleed,” House snapped. “And any earlier symptoms would have been masked by the alcohol.”

“I’ll schedule another CT,” the resident said.

“Are you kidding me? He’s already symptomatic! Page your neurosurgeon and book the goddamn OR for a craniotomy before this man’s brains start dribbling out of his ears!”

Cowed, the resident scuttled away. Frowning ferociously, House bent over Wilson, but he touched his head with great tenderness, turning it gently this way and that. Wilson caught his hands and held them, staring up at him in terror. “House? What’s going to happen to me?”

“Don’t worry,” House said gruffly, resisting the urge to pull away. “You’re experiencing increased intracranial pressure, probably because you suffered a minor tear in a vein when you fell. If you’re lucky, the surgeon will just drill a small hole to suck out the accumulated blood.”

“And if I’m not lucky?”

“Well, then they’ll have to open up your skull to remove the clot and repair the vessel.”

Wilson stared at House in dawning horror. “You mean…”

“Yes, Wilson,” House said somberly. “There’s no way around it. We’re going to have to shave your head.”

Wilson let go of House’s hands and turned his head away, and if a tear or two leaked from his eyes, neither man called attention to that fact.

*** 

House’s cellphone rang as Wilson was being wheeled up to surgery. Not recognizing the number, he answered anyway, and heard Cuddy’s voice to his combined annoyance and relief. “House! Where the hell are you?”

“I’m at Princeton General with Wilson. He’s going into surgery right now. Where have you been? I called you everywhere I could think of.”

“I spent the night at the police station!”

“On what charges? Assault, vandalism, and destruction of property? Oh no, wait, that was Wilson.”

“I wasn’t being charged! My purse was stolen last night. I lost my phone, my keys, everything!”

“Have they caught the guy?”

“It was a woman. A tall, heavily made-up woman in a pink fake fur coat. She seemed upset. And really strong.”

House rolled his eyes, figuring that he knew exactly who had Cuddy’s purse. “Don’t worry, Cuddy, I’m sure the police will find her. Were you alone when this happened? Where was your well-endowed friend?”

“I’d sent him home. You and Wilson had already disgraced the hospital enough for one night.”

“You’re angry.”

“Yes, House, I am angry! I was this close to getting the funding for a new wing, and now all I have to show for the evening is public humiliation and sore feet.” She paused. “What on earth are you doing at Princeton General, anyway?”

“It’s a long story.”

“You didn’t want Wilson embarrassing himself in front of our staff, huh?”

“Apparently not that long.”

“Terrific. It’s nice to know that you can show that kind of consideration to someone, even if it isn’t me.”

“Cuddy-“

“I’ve got to go. I’ll be by later today to visit Wilson.” House heard the faint click as she hung up.

 

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cuddyclothes
Dec. 17th, 2010 02:53 am (UTC)
“It was a woman. A tall, heavily made-up woman in a pink fake fur coat. She seemed upset. And really strong.”

Thank you!!! (I'm beginning to think all H/W fics should have a tranny in a pink fake fur coat in them, even if it's just glancing through the window at one.)

Thank you for this! It's really good, and a nice transition out of the last part. Do you want me to go next, or jezziejay, and I'll finish up? Or?

flywoman
Dec. 17th, 2010 02:56 am (UTC)
I have to give credit to jezziejay for reintroducing your character to explain Cuddy's unreachability during the night! We're also thinking that she might turn up at Princeton General for injuries inflicted by a petite but feisty mugging victim...
flywoman
Dec. 17th, 2010 01:31 pm (UTC)
jezziejay is writing the next (possibly last) installment. Stay tuned!
petitecuriosity
Dec. 17th, 2010 07:28 pm (UTC)
Oooooh. I'm loving this story so much! Good mix of humor and drama! Can't wait to read more. (Worried about Wilson.)
flywoman
Dec. 17th, 2010 11:54 pm (UTC)
Thank you! Hopefully the next section will go up on jezziejay's page sometime tomorrow.
leakey_lover
Dec. 18th, 2010 07:31 am (UTC)
I haven't been around much lately so was unfamiliar with your writing.

Which is quite nice.
flywoman
Dec. 18th, 2010 12:53 pm (UTC)
Thank you! I'd been out of the game for a long time. It's a lot of fun to be writing again.
pgrabia
Dec. 19th, 2010 05:18 pm (UTC)
Like how you carried on from where I left off. I think it's hilarious that Cuddy thought the tranny was a woman! Although, I must admit that some guys really can make themselves up to be quite beautiful!
flywoman
Dec. 20th, 2010 05:37 pm (UTC)
Glad you liked it. In Cuddy's defense, it was dark, and having her purse snatched was a bit distracting!
chocolate_frapp
Dec. 20th, 2010 11:13 pm (UTC)
awesome! glad you were able to pick up the thread so well! (I couldn't have.)
flywoman
Dec. 21st, 2010 12:58 am (UTC)
I'm still not super happy with this section, but I guess it does the job. Thanks for your comments.
menolly_au
Dec. 29th, 2010 08:03 am (UTC)
“Yes, Wilson,” House said somberly. “There’s no way around it. We’re going to have to shave your head.” Oh no - not the hair!


“It’s a long story.”

“You didn’t want Wilson embarrassing himself in front of our staff, huh?”

“Apparently not that long.”



There's some great lines in this fic :)

Off to find out what happens to poor Wilson....
flywoman
Dec. 29th, 2010 02:24 pm (UTC)
Don't touch the hair! ;). I have to admit that "Apparently not that long" was shamelessly lifted from Buffy the Vampire Slayer.

Thanks for your comments!
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