Author: moonlash (countesschiana@ yahoo.com)
Warnings: General darkness, adult themes, House/Wilson pre-slash.
Why you should go read it right now: Excellent speculation and insight into what makes Wilson tick, and what ticks him off. Be warned, though, this story will put you through an emotional meat grinder. The first time I read it, the anger, resentment and frustration got to me so much that I needed a punching bag. The imagery, the depth of emotion, everything in this story is just intense. Read it and learn what goes on behind James Wilson's quiet exterior.
He wanted to grab him by the lapels and shake him sane. Or smack him. Right upside his thick head, the stubborn idiot, going through hell and refusing to see it for what it was. Refusing to accept, to acknowledge, that he needed...
Wilson takes another deep breath, until the tension in the back of his neck screams at him in sheer head-splitting rage.
It was all for nothing.
By Mrs. Niles Crane
Ships: House/Cameron, because I like it. And, you know, something for everyone.
No warnings on this one, folks. It's a little bit AU and a little bit meta and a lot trippy, one of those stories that will have your head spinning because you are just as confused as Cameron is. Formatting is different; I like that. Actually, everything about it is different, so if you're searching for that run-of-the-mill out-of-character House/Cameron fluff... look away. The author's Cameron is spot-on, pretty much encapsulating the growth of her spine in canon while stopping short of having her get the better of House. And House is, of course, perplexing and confusing as ever.
But, as always, she counted the little things.
The little, idealistically over-analyzed things.
WE'RE GOING TO PLAY A GAME and YOU'RE MY KIND OF GIRL and CRYING OVER CALIBRATED CENTRIFUGES and, just perhaps, YOU SHOULDN'T THINK ABOUT THAT.
She shouldn't have thought about that. Because, once she did, the constantly-multiplying possibilities for interpretation were bouncing off the walls of her apartment, spoken by the chapped lips and strained vocal chords of a girl who really had no idea what to do with herself.
Hi, I'm Kaitie, and I'm a House fanfiction addict. I like my stories like I like my chocolate: dark. I will ship (and rec) just about anything if I see it done believably. I love House (king of snark! Yes, his angst brings me pleasure. I'm a sick one.) and Foreman (when do we get to explore his background?). Cameron is somewhat annoying for all her endearing qualities and makes me feel like a bad person, but that doesn't mean I don't like her. Wilson is my sex toy and you can't have him. The only character I sincerely dislike, besides the obvious Vogler, is Chase, and I am pretty sure I will eventually love him again, anyway.