--
Cuddy: I tried to remember the last time I had a conversation with Kutner, and I realised that, I can’t. It’s just hard, knowing that we can’t prepare for something like this.
(House looked at Cuddy as she held back her tears.)
House: I know.
(Cuddy looked over at House, before she sat selanjutnya to him on the sofa.)
Cuddy: Is that the only reason anda came here?
(House looked down at Cuddy, before she grasped his hand loosely and curled up selanjutnya to him with her head resting on his arm and a tear rolled down her cheek.)
--
It was the selanjutnya morning, and Cuddy woke-up just as the sun rose. Rachel was crying in the background. As Cuddy sat up, she was startled oleh House’s leather jaket hitting the floor. Cuddy brushed her hair back off of her face, before going into Rachel’s room to calm her down.
--
Meanwhile… Wilson walked into his office, to find House sitting in his chair.
Wilson: What’re anda doing here? At…8:30?
House: This was the most least distracting place in walking distance.
Wilson: anda didn’t want to be distracted, doing what?
House: I needed to think.
Wilson: Think about what? What colour to paint your walls? How anda haven’t had a good night’s sleep in two weeks?
House: I haven’t had any sleep.
(House moved and lay down on the sofa, whilst Wilson sat down in the chair.)
Wilson: anda need to sleep. anda can’t be a doctor whilst you’re suffering from self-induced insomnia.
House: Self-induced?
Wilson: You’re grieving oleh punishing yourself mentally, which in turn is hurting anda physically.
(House sat up and began to rub his leg. Without sleep, he had spent everyday in constant pain.)
Wilson: You’re purposely making it harder to solve the puzzles. Do anda feel guilty?
House: I should have noticed something, but I didn’t.
(Wilson started to get impatient, and smirked slightly.)
Wilson: Wait a second. anda feel guilty about something anda played no part in, but not guilty about-
(House looked up at Wilson, his face looked surprised.)
House: Killing Amber.
(House got up and left, leaving Wilson disappointed in himself.)
--
House was sitting behind his meja tulis, meja in his office, when Cuddy came in with his leather jacket.
Cuddy: anda left it behind, last night.
House: Thanks.
(Cuddy sat down on the chair in front.)
Cuddy: Thank you, for last night. anda didn’t have to-
(Cuddy noticed House looked lebih miserable and depressed than usual.)
Cuddy: Are anda ok?
House: Wilson would rather me feel guilty and suffer because of Amber, than Kutner.
Cuddy: Didn’t anda sort that out long ago?
House: He obviously didn’t.
Cuddy: What are anda going to do?
House: I’m going home.
(House grabbed his leather jack from Cuddy’s lap, and left.)
--
Cuddy was in her office, when Wilson walked in.
Wilson: anda paged me?
Cuddy: I wanted to talk to anda about House.
(Wilson sat down and had a look of regret on his face.)
Cuddy: Why did anda bring Amber up? It can’t be healthy, for either of you.
Wilson: It just came out. Why does he feel guilty for Kutner’s death but not Amber’s?
(Cuddy looked distressed.)
Cuddy: So telling someone, who is known for being their own worst enemy, that they should feel guilty is a good thing?
Wilson: Where is he now?
Cuddy: He went home.
(Wilson stood there in silence.)
--
Meanwhile… House was at home; the curtains were drawn and he had finished nearly half a bottle of scotch. House put his glass on the meja in front of him before he sat back on the sofa.
Amber: Still can’t sleep?
To be continued.
Cuddy: I tried to remember the last time I had a conversation with Kutner, and I realised that, I can’t. It’s just hard, knowing that we can’t prepare for something like this.
(House looked at Cuddy as she held back her tears.)
House: I know.
(Cuddy looked over at House, before she sat selanjutnya to him on the sofa.)
Cuddy: Is that the only reason anda came here?
(House looked down at Cuddy, before she grasped his hand loosely and curled up selanjutnya to him with her head resting on his arm and a tear rolled down her cheek.)
--
It was the selanjutnya morning, and Cuddy woke-up just as the sun rose. Rachel was crying in the background. As Cuddy sat up, she was startled oleh House’s leather jaket hitting the floor. Cuddy brushed her hair back off of her face, before going into Rachel’s room to calm her down.
--
Meanwhile… Wilson walked into his office, to find House sitting in his chair.
Wilson: What’re anda doing here? At…8:30?
House: This was the most least distracting place in walking distance.
Wilson: anda didn’t want to be distracted, doing what?
House: I needed to think.
Wilson: Think about what? What colour to paint your walls? How anda haven’t had a good night’s sleep in two weeks?
House: I haven’t had any sleep.
(House moved and lay down on the sofa, whilst Wilson sat down in the chair.)
Wilson: anda need to sleep. anda can’t be a doctor whilst you’re suffering from self-induced insomnia.
House: Self-induced?
Wilson: You’re grieving oleh punishing yourself mentally, which in turn is hurting anda physically.
(House sat up and began to rub his leg. Without sleep, he had spent everyday in constant pain.)
Wilson: You’re purposely making it harder to solve the puzzles. Do anda feel guilty?
House: I should have noticed something, but I didn’t.
(Wilson started to get impatient, and smirked slightly.)
Wilson: Wait a second. anda feel guilty about something anda played no part in, but not guilty about-
(House looked up at Wilson, his face looked surprised.)
House: Killing Amber.
(House got up and left, leaving Wilson disappointed in himself.)
--
House was sitting behind his meja tulis, meja in his office, when Cuddy came in with his leather jacket.
Cuddy: anda left it behind, last night.
House: Thanks.
(Cuddy sat down on the chair in front.)
Cuddy: Thank you, for last night. anda didn’t have to-
(Cuddy noticed House looked lebih miserable and depressed than usual.)
Cuddy: Are anda ok?
House: Wilson would rather me feel guilty and suffer because of Amber, than Kutner.
Cuddy: Didn’t anda sort that out long ago?
House: He obviously didn’t.
Cuddy: What are anda going to do?
House: I’m going home.
(House grabbed his leather jack from Cuddy’s lap, and left.)
--
Cuddy was in her office, when Wilson walked in.
Wilson: anda paged me?
Cuddy: I wanted to talk to anda about House.
(Wilson sat down and had a look of regret on his face.)
Cuddy: Why did anda bring Amber up? It can’t be healthy, for either of you.
Wilson: It just came out. Why does he feel guilty for Kutner’s death but not Amber’s?
(Cuddy looked distressed.)
Cuddy: So telling someone, who is known for being their own worst enemy, that they should feel guilty is a good thing?
Wilson: Where is he now?
Cuddy: He went home.
(Wilson stood there in silence.)
--
Meanwhile… House was at home; the curtains were drawn and he had finished nearly half a bottle of scotch. House put his glass on the meja in front of him before he sat back on the sofa.
Amber: Still can’t sleep?
To be continued.
House to Cuddy point of view (House's POV):
You're hopelessly lost, because today
The world seems a bit too big for you
I was pretty sure I've seen it all
Until anda came, opened up my heaven
And ironically my hell
I get torn down
You're glad to get torn down with me
Well that's something I've never seen
It seems that I'm a bit wrong about the world
As of toady
Because anda came and showed me wrong
anda take me down, anda bring me up
Well, at least anda made a change
Despite the things anda cannot see
Despite the world attire
And despite the truths anda wish to change
anda hide well, that i have to admit
But I can see right through you.
You're hopelessly lost, because today
The world seems a bit too big for you
I was pretty sure I've seen it all
Until anda came, opened up my heaven
And ironically my hell
I get torn down
You're glad to get torn down with me
Well that's something I've never seen
It seems that I'm a bit wrong about the world
As of toady
Because anda came and showed me wrong
anda take me down, anda bring me up
Well, at least anda made a change
Despite the things anda cannot see
Despite the world attire
And despite the truths anda wish to change
anda hide well, that i have to admit
But I can see right through you.