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Jan. 26th, 2007 12:27 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
deelaundryBecause I don't have enough going on and want to drive myself crazy, I stole this from topaz_eyes
The Timestamp Meme:
Give me the title of one of my own fics and a timestamp -- either a future moment in time after the story's conclusion, or sometime in the past before the story started, and I'll tell you what happened. For example, you could choose a timestamp of five minutes before the story began, or a timestamp of ten years in the future.
Note: You may get a fic or ficlet, or I may just tell you. Also, if you want to relate the timestamp to a specific character in the story, let me know.
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Date: 2007-01-26 05:53 pm (UTC)Here's a choice -- I would like to know either one: either what happened 4 months and 12 hours before "After the Fourth Wedding", or what happened at some moment in the Wilson/Tritter story "Ass"... if I could figure out the timing, it would be how Wilson and Tritter first got together. (But I suppose if I can't program the time machine exactly it doesn't count ;-)
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Date: 2007-01-26 10:24 pm (UTC)Four months and twelve hours before "After the Fourth Wedding," House is still sleeping. Later that day, he takes Cameron as his date to Wilson's wedding. Cameron is charmed by how attentive he is to her; Wilson finds it odd but focuses on his bride and his other guests.
House kisses Cameron goodnight at her door and asks her on another date for the next night. The champagne from the reception makes her bold, and she says she will, but only if he calls her tomorrow and asks again. He agrees, kisses her again, and goes home to play his piano until the sun rises.
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Date: 2007-01-26 10:38 pm (UTC)So Wilson found House's attentions to Cameron odd -- very intriguing! I can't wait for the muses to whisper in your ear so you can give us more of this story too... (Yes, I *am* that greedy! Sorry.)
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Date: 2007-01-26 06:09 pm (UTC)I'd like to know what happened about an hour after The Registry, because I love that whole series. I know what they wanted to do, but did it actually happen?
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Date: 2007-01-26 08:12 pm (UTC)How about H/W on the Monday after "That Time Cameron Had Mono."
You know, when they're still on their honeymoon!
Leave it to me to go straight for the porny stuff. ;)
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Date: 2007-01-26 10:32 pm (UTC)(no subject)
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Date: 2007-01-27 12:06 am (UTC)They had decided that the surrogate (Sarah) would give birth at a birth center (hospital, but focused solely on OB) in New York - close enough to be driving distance but far enough away that the staff weren't likely to know Wilson and House personally.
Sarah temporarily moved near the center two weeks before she was due - and that was when Wilson started getting nervous and anticipatory. His staff knew that he was adopting and threw him a shower, but he was too nervous to really enjoy it. (No one included House because no one (except Cuddy) knew he was involved at all beyond any extent but being Wilson's friend.)
House tried to kid Wilson about his anxiety and Wilson nearly snapped his head off.
When the call came that Sarah was in labor, Wilson threw up twice and then he and House left for the birth center. House was doing his best to seem nonchalant, but he was getting a little nervous too.
Sarah's labor was long - twenty hours. Wilson was very sweet and attentive the whole time, helping Sarah out any way he could. House bothered all the staff for their credentials, triple-checked Sarah's chart to make sure everything was normal, and then got bored. He took naps, watched TV, and played PSP while Wilson alternately glared at him and sighed. House did force Wilson to sleep at one point and stood watch while he did.
The story given to the birth center – which was somewhat true – was that Wilson and House were friends, and Wilson was adopting House’s biological child of a one-night stand because he was more ready to be a parent than House, and Sarah didn’t want the baby at all. The staff shrugged – they’d seen much stranger situations.
When Sarah was ready to push, House and Wilson were both there, Wilson holding Sarah’s hands and encouraging her, and House “supervising” the OB. At one point, House looked at Sarah, and then Wilson, and then imagined Wilson in Sarah’s place, sweaty and tired and radiant. It freaked him out but also made his insides twist pleasantly. House put it out of his mind and focused on watching his son being born.
Jack came out squalling, which added an extra glint to Wilson’s broad smile. They showed the baby to Sarah, who smiled faintly but was mostly just tired, and then took him away. House and Wilson tried to follow but were rebuffed. “We can’t let you back there; they’ll bring him back in just a minute.” House started a tirade, demanding to know if all adoptive parents were denied or just single fathers (meaning Wilson), when the nurse laughed. “It’s not any of that. We don’t let any parents, biological or adoptive, who are doctors back in the first few minutes, because they always get in the way. You’ll get your baby back right away.”
When Wilson first saw Jack all snug in his swaddling blanket, with a tiny hat atop his cone-shaped head, Wilson was gone, smitten, totally in love. “He’s gorgeous,” he breathed as he cuddled Jack. “He looks like you, House.”
House rolled his eyes. “He looks like every other Caucasian baby. They all look exactly the same.”
The nurses fastened a hospital bracelet around Jack’s small wrist, and corresponding ones around Wilson and House’s wrists.
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Date: 2007-01-27 12:07 am (UTC)Sarah was sleeping and recovering. She didn’t want to see the baby at all – didn’t want any chance of attachment because she was giving up the baby. Which was how House and Wilson wanted it too, but it left them with a bit of a dilemma – they had nowhere to stay in the hospital overnight. House wanted to leave and get a hotel room (and some sleep) but Wilson put his foot down. Their son was not going to be left alone without a parent his first night, although House was welcome to leave. House wisely interpreted that to mean that he better not leave if he knew what was good for him, and went and talked the medical director into letting Wilson and him sleep in the on-call room.
Wilson slept for about four hours (ten pm to two am), but was too excited to sleep more. He found House sitting outside the nursery, reading – Jack was asleep – and sent House to get some sleep. House was just falling asleep when he very faintly heard the sound of Wilson hissing something. A very angry sound like a cat. House got up to investigate and found Wilson in a stand-off with a very large, very ugly nurse.
“He’s hungry, and I want to feed him. Bring him out here!”
“I can’t release him to you,” the nurse said, making it clear that she was tired of repeating herself. “You don’t have a parent bracelet.”
“I’m adopting him!” Wilson was trying to keep his voice down but he was about to lose it. “We can’t sign the paperwork until three days after the birth, but he’s my son.”
“Adopting parents get a different bracelet; you have a visitor’s bracelet.”
“Then somebody made a goddamn mistake! He’s my son, and he’s crying without me! Bring him out here, or I’m going in.”
House shoved his wrist in the nurse’s face. “Here. I’m the biological father; bring Jack and his bottle to me.” The nurse turned with a sneer and went into the nursery. House rubbed Wilson’s back as Wilson tried to get his breathing under control.
“We’ll get the bracelet fixed,” House said.
“And that nurse fired,” Wilson fumed.
The nurse came back out with Jack. House took him gently from her and then immediately handed him over to Wilson. A second nurse had brought out a rocking chair and Wilson sat in it, all his attention on Jack. House shooed the nurses away.
As Jack began to suck gently on his bottle, Wilson glanced up quickly at House. The look on his face was one of awe. “I know I said this earlier, but I can’t believe he’s really here. I thought I loved him before he was born, but now it’s just overwhelming.”
House moved closer and put a hand on Wilson’s shoulder. It must have been how tired he was – that must have been the reason his eyes felt prickly. But the reason his heart felt full was right in front of him.
“He wasn’t quite real to me before, but now he certainly is. We might need a little more bonding time before I start declaring my love to him, but we’re getting there.”
Wilson shook his head and stroked Jack’s head gently with a finger.
House squeezed Wilson’s shoulder and continued, “I’ve got another love overwhelming me right now.” Wilson looked up and those eyes, even tired and bloodshot as they were, melted House. “I love you, Wilson. This is so incredible, what we’re doing together.”
He leaned down slowly to kiss Wilson. “House,” Wilson warned, “we’re in a corridor. Anyone can see.”
“Let ‘em take a picture,” House replied. “I’ve got my family, and that’s what matters.”
He kissed a once-again-sleeping Jack and then his Wilson.
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Date: 2007-01-27 04:14 am (UTC)This:
House did force Wilson to sleep at one point and stood watch while he did.
And this:
House took him gently from her and then immediately handed him over to Wilson.
Are just so gorgeous. Great, great stuff, Dee.
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Date: 2007-01-27 10:00 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2007-01-27 12:10 pm (UTC)But even if it stays in that form, it's totally gorgeous.
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Date: 2007-01-27 10:00 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2007-01-26 09:17 pm (UTC)I'll have to think about this. Until I decide (dear god this is going to be impossible!), I'll gank the meme.
I shall return!
*kicks work*
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Date: 2007-01-26 10:00 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2007-01-26 10:49 pm (UTC)He finished Cauliflower Tail a few years after his Dad died. It took a while to find a publisher, but he did find one. It was even made into an independent film. He's since published several more novels in addition to shorter pieces of fiction and non-fiction.
Wilson's been dead for 17 years (died at age 75). He had a hard time in the first few years after House died, but slowly climbed out of his depression. Becoming a grandfather put a spark back in him, and he moved close to Jack to spend as much time with his grandchildren as possible. He was active in oncology, in different capacities, and a board member for several children's charities until his death.
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Date: 2007-01-27 01:31 am (UTC)<Offers flowers and chocolates, and hopes you're not allergic to either.>
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Date: 2007-01-26 10:10 pm (UTC)My Fathers' Son. The day and/or night before it begins.
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Date: 2007-01-26 10:16 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2007-01-26 10:21 pm (UTC)Touche!
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Date: 2007-01-26 10:28 pm (UTC)I do have this on my bunny list. Don't think I can write it "real time" but I will at some point write about Wilson in therapy and his guilt about the beating.
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Date: 2007-01-27 03:29 am (UTC)Laura took a deep breath and then tried for the smile she had practiced, sympathetic but confident, a smile to put people at ease. "Let's just look at what happened, so we here at the hotel can make it right for you, OK?" She turned and saw the 'damage' for the first time.
"Oh," she said quietly.
The planner spluttered, "Mayonnaise! Everywhere!"
"That looks more like -" Devon started to say, but Laura squeezed his arm and cut him off. She took two steps forward, stepping on and covering the used condom.
"It doesn't look like there was any structural damage to the bed - " Devon shook his head; apparently they'd checked that out. " - so we'll just get everything drycleaned at the hotel's expense, and it should be fine. We work with an excellent drycleaner."
"The exhibition starts tomorrow!" the planner wailed.
"Yes, yes," Laura said soothingly. "We'll put a rush order in; I'm sure everything will be done in time. Please let Devon take you down to our restaurant and get you dinner on the house. And maybe some nice wine."
Devon escorted the planner out, who looked only partly mollified. Laura would have to go drink with him for a little while, and smile, and flip her hair. Well, at least she had the time now, seeing as how her plans had fallen through.
Her plans.
With the cute doctor.
Who came back from "talking" with his ex with beard burn, mussed hair, and a zipper not fully zipped. Fuck. Literally, apparently.
She was never going to go out with a guest again.
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Date: 2007-01-27 03:34 am (UTC)"Mayonnaise! Everywhere!"
"That looks more like-"
Lol...Loved it Thanks!
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Date: 2007-01-27 12:21 pm (UTC)I love this, so yay! to Kara for prompting it!
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Date: 2007-01-30 05:10 am (UTC)*wipes tears*