House
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Mystery Work
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This is part of an ongoing challenge and will be revealed soon!
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"If House had a nickel for every time he'd been held against his will and forced to issue a diagnosis, he'd have two nickels. Which isn't a lot, but it was weird that it had happened twice."
or, house is kidnapped by an agitated father, desperate for a diagnosis for his ailing daughter. whilst house works against the clock (and his addiction) to find the answer, his friends back at princeton plainsboro are desperately searching for him. the father gives house a whiteboard, a burner phone and ten days. if he doesn't have a diagnosis by the end, then, well...
let's just say it could all go up in smoke
(rated mature for potentially distressing scenes of capture, withdrawal and other similar themes)
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House is Wilson’s patient. Wilson takes a…holistic approach to treatment.
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Conversations on a couch, after a sock in the jaw and a steak dinner.
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Chase is sick. House won't leave him alone. The diagnostics team at PPTH has two cases to solve...
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Day 17 - bleeding through the bandages, ambulance ride, I don’t want to die, buried under rubble
House and Wilson’s chaotic roommate life takes a playful turn when Rachel pulls them into an ambitious Lego project. What begins as an ordinary day becomes a mix of friendship, caretaking, sharp banter, family warmth, and unexpected tenderness, showing how deeply these three have become woven into one another’s lives since Cuddy and House started dating.
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- Part 17 of Whumptober 2026
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The first time he misspells Vicodin is when House intervenes. Of course he’s got to make a diagnosis out of it, too.
"V-I-C-O-B-I-N," he reads off, like the world's ugliest Spelling Bee judge. "Non-dyslexics don't tend to mess up their b's and d's."
Wilson sighs. "I'm not dyslexic."
“Sure you aren’t.”
He thinks of his textbooks, way back when in medical school. He thinks of his own handwriting on a summary sheet, the way letters seem to swim when he looks at them too long. He thinks of dyslexia, that stupid-kid problem, kids who can't read till tenth grade.
“Drop it,” he warns.
Unfortunately, House takes that as encouragement.
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Or: James Evan Wilson is not dyslexic. Featuring spelling tests, chinese takeout, and the intimacy of being known.