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Post by Dr. Gregory House on Jan 26, 2009 21:17:21 GMT -7
House watched Cuddy stalk away. Look back. Look back. Look back. He chanted in his mind. If she looked back, it meant she had doubts, tiny, but there. As the doors were closing, he saw her look back.
A small chance, then. He leaned back on his heels, then rocked forward, leaning on his cane. As Wilson asked his question, House watched his friend exude caring. He looked away.
"Never better."
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