Swimming In Your Stomach (PG-13)
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deelaundryTitle: Swimming in Your Stomach
Author: Dee Laundry
Pairing: Gen
Rating: PG-13
Words: 194
Summary: House has always known how to draw an effective parallel.
Notes: SPOILERS for episode 7-15, "Bombshells." Written for![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
flywoman's "Jagged Little Pill" challenge, which is described under the cut. Title is from "You Learn" by Alanis Morissette. Thank you to nightdog_barks for beta.
The challenge: Where did House get the Vicodin and how long had he been using it?
Foreman picked up his phone on the second ring. "House?"
"So it's better to be there than not be there, no matter what?"
"I didn't say --"
"It's better to be there."
Foreman sighed silently and switched the phone to his other ear. "Yeah, it's better to be there."
"My leg hurts. I need Vicodin."
"If your leg pain's increased, we need to do a full neurological workup, including an MRI so we can see what's causing it. I'll get you in tomorrow morning."
"It hurts now. I need it tonight."
"At least let me give you a physical, look at your leg."
"You know the fuck-up of your relationship with Thirteen was all your fault, don't you?"
"Hey, I --"
"You couldn't get over yourself for even one goddamn minute, and it drove her away."
Foreman's anger at House's jab dropped away.
"I need Vicodin," House repeated.
"Yeah."
"Bring it by my place. And if you feel like telling Wilson, remember that I know where your bodies are buried. I helped shovel the goddamn dirt."
Foreman clicked his phone shut and went to find his shoes so he could go back to PPTH.
Author: Dee Laundry
Pairing: Gen
Rating: PG-13
Words: 194
Summary: House has always known how to draw an effective parallel.
Notes: SPOILERS for episode 7-15, "Bombshells." Written for
flywoman's "Jagged Little Pill" challenge, which is described under the cut. Title is from "You Learn" by Alanis Morissette. Thank you to nightdog_barks for beta.The challenge: Where did House get the Vicodin and how long had he been using it?
Foreman picked up his phone on the second ring. "House?"
"So it's better to be there than not be there, no matter what?"
"I didn't say --"
"It's better to be there."
Foreman sighed silently and switched the phone to his other ear. "Yeah, it's better to be there."
"My leg hurts. I need Vicodin."
"If your leg pain's increased, we need to do a full neurological workup, including an MRI so we can see what's causing it. I'll get you in tomorrow morning."
"It hurts now. I need it tonight."
"At least let me give you a physical, look at your leg."
"You know the fuck-up of your relationship with Thirteen was all your fault, don't you?"
"Hey, I --"
"You couldn't get over yourself for even one goddamn minute, and it drove her away."
Foreman's anger at House's jab dropped away.
"I need Vicodin," House repeated.
"Yeah."
"Bring it by my place. And if you feel like telling Wilson, remember that I know where your bodies are buried. I helped shovel the goddamn dirt."
Foreman clicked his phone shut and went to find his shoes so he could go back to PPTH.