I think I want to give you three days at least!!! I don't think I can handle the next chapter and the next episode the same day, especially not now that RL has gotten hold of me and is attempting to make me actually work. Oh God. So not only has Pete (ot did you choose the name for the Peg Leg Pete joke? Because of course it took me ages to get it, since to me he's called Pietro Gambadilegno) found out that he is House, former head of diagnostics and one of Cuddy's exes, but he has dropped a bottle of beer on top of the big party, thus making sure that absolutely everybody has seen him too! And now (you're evil, aren't you) the fact he has no sense of orientation means he can't even run away the wayHouse would have done. By the way, the guy in the book I read didn't have so many problems, probably the author had done less research ;). The furious finale put in theshadow the beginning, especially the wonderful, no holds barred confrontation between Cuddy and wilson, both of them finalky addressing the respective weaknesses and failures in the blatantly failing ménage à trois (emotionally if not physically) in their past and future. I found particularly moving the fact that Wilson is jealous, jealous that Cuddy can still talk to House and he can't. House notices Cameron's interest in him, but it's unclear in the moment hiw much he returnsit - the fact that he's disappointed that it will be Cameron to drive him back doesn't bode well for her chances. What can Isay? Both Wilson and Cuddy's criticism to the other is perfect. And yet reading their exchange almost hurt, so much was the pity I felt. Especially for Wilson, because he doesn't even have the excuse of having made so many mistakes out of excessive love (or if he has it, he has chosen not to avail himself of it).
This is so beautiful, really. The kind of story for which the immortal words "It was so good, I cried all the time" were invented.
I wish I had more time to fawn over House getting into the evening's catering with success and the students/housewives comparison (LOL) but you change register so often that your readers are left panting breathless. Plus, I am actually supposed to work tomorrow, and since the two people who held a long loud conversation in front of my hotel room have finally split up and gone to bed separately, it's finally time for me to sleep.
Good night and thank you again for this wonderful story. PS When this is over, I would like to download the whole fic and keep it permanently on my iPad, for (re)reading when I have no internet access. I do keep my iPad very very private but I still feel downloading is more than reading online, so I do ask your permission to do so.
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Oh God. So not only has Pete (ot did you choose the name for the Peg Leg Pete joke? Because of course it took me ages to get it, since to me he's called Pietro Gambadilegno) found out that he is House, former head of diagnostics and one of Cuddy's exes, but he has dropped a bottle of beer on top of the big party, thus making sure that absolutely everybody has seen him too!
And now (you're evil, aren't you) the fact he has no sense of orientation means he can't even run away the wayHouse would have done. By the way, the guy in the book I read didn't have so many problems, probably the author had done less research ;).
The furious finale put in theshadow the beginning, especially the wonderful, no holds barred confrontation between Cuddy and wilson, both of them finalky addressing the respective weaknesses and failures in the blatantly failing ménage à trois (emotionally if not physically) in their past and future.
I found particularly moving the fact that Wilson is jealous, jealous that Cuddy can still talk to House and he can't. House notices Cameron's interest in him, but it's unclear in the moment hiw much he returnsit - the fact that he's disappointed that it will be Cameron to drive him back doesn't bode well for her chances.
What can Isay? Both Wilson and Cuddy's criticism to the other is perfect. And yet reading their exchange almost hurt, so much was the pity I felt. Especially for Wilson, because he doesn't even have the excuse of having made so many mistakes out of excessive love (or if he has it, he has chosen not to avail himself of it).
This is so beautiful, really. The kind of story for which the immortal words "It was so good, I cried all the time" were invented.
I wish I had more time to fawn over House getting into the evening's catering with success and the students/housewives comparison (LOL) but you change register so often that your readers are left panting breathless. Plus, I am actually supposed to work tomorrow, and since the two people who held a long loud conversation in front of my hotel room have finally split up and gone to bed separately, it's finally time for me to sleep.
Good night and thank you again for this wonderful story.
PS When this is over, I would like to download the whole fic and keep it permanently on my iPad, for (re)reading when I have no internet access. I do keep my iPad very very private but I still feel downloading is more than reading online, so I do ask your permission to do so.