Didn't I (PG)
Apr. 11th, 2007 01:00 amPosted to
house_wilsonand
housefic
Title: Didn’t I
Author: Dee Laundry
Rating: PG
Summary: Wilson, after episode 3-18 “Airborne”
There's something else I want to say, but I don't know what it is.
It’s almost eight – Robin will be here any minute. Wilson, Dr. Wilson, James looks at himself in the bathroom mirror and thinks, “Didn’t I used to be handsome? And young? I think someone called me handsome once, and I know I used to be young. In med school, or college, or before then. Older than my peers, of course; reading older people’s books, watching older people’s shows, but I was young.”
He tries to smile at his reflection, but his cheeks feel too heavy for much lift.
He’s given his life away, and there’s nothing to show for it. He’s middle-aged, and he’s spreading, softening, and he’s too tired for the sustained effort needed to hold back the clock at this point.
His patients like him, but his boss doesn’t give a damn one way or the other for him. His colleagues don’t ask him to consult; his direct reports don’t ask for his advice or guidance. He’s young for a department head at a teaching hospital; he’s young for a department head at any hospital, honestly. But the trailblazing, prodigy-esque spark died out somewhere along the way, and he knows this is as far as he’ll go.
No wife, no kids, but he can’t help but think that’s for the best now. He’s got no energy to give them, anyway. The bits of strength, love, pride, esteem that he’s got all are sucked into the vortex, given up the way some fictional primitive would sacrifice a virgin to the volcano god. The volcano, of course, being incapable of feeling or comprehension, with its eruptions preordained and inexorable.
House will never love him as much as he wants. Brother, lover, ten-year-old best friend forever – they’re all just different sides to the same oddly-shaped coin. Any of those could suit, could work, but none of them will ever happen. He accepted that the moment he learned House had left for the other side of the world without telling him.
The knock on the door is Robin; he invites her in. She’s more beautiful than she was in the hospital, and he’s not quite sure how that could be possible. He gives her the money – one of his few remaining assets – but he doesn’t think he’s going to touch her. He might’ve once, when he was young and handsome.
Title: Didn’t I
Author: Dee Laundry
Rating: PG
Summary: Wilson, after episode 3-18 “Airborne”
There's something else I want to say, but I don't know what it is.
It’s almost eight – Robin will be here any minute. Wilson, Dr. Wilson, James looks at himself in the bathroom mirror and thinks, “Didn’t I used to be handsome? And young? I think someone called me handsome once, and I know I used to be young. In med school, or college, or before then. Older than my peers, of course; reading older people’s books, watching older people’s shows, but I was young.”
He tries to smile at his reflection, but his cheeks feel too heavy for much lift.
He’s given his life away, and there’s nothing to show for it. He’s middle-aged, and he’s spreading, softening, and he’s too tired for the sustained effort needed to hold back the clock at this point.
His patients like him, but his boss doesn’t give a damn one way or the other for him. His colleagues don’t ask him to consult; his direct reports don’t ask for his advice or guidance. He’s young for a department head at a teaching hospital; he’s young for a department head at any hospital, honestly. But the trailblazing, prodigy-esque spark died out somewhere along the way, and he knows this is as far as he’ll go.
No wife, no kids, but he can’t help but think that’s for the best now. He’s got no energy to give them, anyway. The bits of strength, love, pride, esteem that he’s got all are sucked into the vortex, given up the way some fictional primitive would sacrifice a virgin to the volcano god. The volcano, of course, being incapable of feeling or comprehension, with its eruptions preordained and inexorable.
House will never love him as much as he wants. Brother, lover, ten-year-old best friend forever – they’re all just different sides to the same oddly-shaped coin. Any of those could suit, could work, but none of them will ever happen. He accepted that the moment he learned House had left for the other side of the world without telling him.
The knock on the door is Robin; he invites her in. She’s more beautiful than she was in the hospital, and he’s not quite sure how that could be possible. He gives her the money – one of his few remaining assets – but he doesn’t think he’s going to touch her. He might’ve once, when he was young and handsome.
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Date: 2007-04-11 05:36 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2007-04-11 11:06 am (UTC)Thanks.
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Date: 2007-04-11 05:52 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2007-04-11 11:08 am (UTC)That comment didn't help with the angst, did it? ;) Thanks.
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Date: 2007-04-11 06:00 am (UTC)The most painful part about this story is that it's absolutely true, and something I've been trying to repress (or channel into happier lands, like fanfic). Wilson deserves better than the way House is treating him; and it looks like House just isn't going to give him better.
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Date: 2007-04-11 11:13 am (UTC)Shh, don't give them any ideas.
I didn't think I could feel any more morose about Wilson's circumstances than I did when I wrote The Drop of Water, but here we are. Nobody on the show is treating Wilson well, not even the producers.
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Date: 2007-04-11 08:07 am (UTC)The problem is, Wilson really did look burnt out in this last ep. Which makes everything all the more apt. And horribly sad.
I like the comparison between House and volcano - destine to erupt no matter what Wilson sacrafices.
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Date: 2007-04-11 10:24 pm (UTC)This fic is completely a reaction to how Wilson looked in Airborne. He looked tired and old to me, and just as you said, burned out. : (
Thanks.
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Date: 2007-04-11 08:11 am (UTC)I want season 1 House/Wilson back.
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Date: 2007-04-11 08:37 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2007-04-11 10:26 pm (UTC)Thanks.
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Date: 2007-04-11 10:09 am (UTC)Now you have to write something cheerful and fluffy, for balance XD
The more I see of season 3, the more I'm convinced that House is still in his coma. And if he isn't, he should be, because the writers are apparently on bad crack.
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Date: 2007-04-11 11:57 am (UTC)The parts that hurt most were the acceptance that his career has reached a final plateau, "House will never love him as much as he wants," and the thought that he just wants some companionship. This is Wilson's depression as we'll never see it on the show.
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Date: 2007-04-12 01:10 am (UTC)I know our limited view of Wilson's professional life is due to the structure of the show, but honestly, we never see him talking with other doctors. Oncology is not going to be a small department in a teaching hospital - why is he never leading a meeting, or supervising residents, or teaching med students? Come on, TPTB, extras without lines are cheap.
Because as it is, it looks like he is not well respected and the other doctors are never interested in collaborating with him or learning from him. : (
Thanks.
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Date: 2007-04-11 12:46 pm (UTC)*sobs*
Gawd, how depressing. Um, yeah, sorry, I don't get much more coherent than that.
Except to mention that Robin needs to nail Wilson with a strap-on.
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Date: 2007-04-11 02:45 pm (UTC)(no subject)
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Date: 2007-04-11 01:05 pm (UTC)Wilson's kind soul is drowning with no one to save him. I think I may one of the few people who actually *liked* the ending of "Locked Up and Set Free" -- where Wilson may not be with the person he truly loves, but nevertheless has found a place more peaceful (perhaps!) than the silent and very plausible purgatory of this story.
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Date: 2007-04-11 01:25 pm (UTC)(no subject)
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Date: 2007-04-11 01:28 pm (UTC)*lip wobble*
*grabs her House plushie, sits it next to her Wilson plushie, and yells at the House plushie until it is BFF with the Wilson plushie*
Part of me wants the show writers to write House/Wilson as canon, but the other part of me is too worried they'll fuck it up.
*pout*
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Date: 2007-04-13 10:42 pm (UTC)Thanks.
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Date: 2007-04-13 10:55 pm (UTC)Thanks.
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Date: 2007-04-13 11:02 pm (UTC)Thanks.
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Date: 2007-04-11 06:23 pm (UTC)I'm gonna go off an cry now.
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Date: 2007-04-14 02:37 am (UTC)Thanks.
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Date: 2007-04-11 06:46 pm (UTC)*sobs* cheer up wilson..!
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