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[Mar. 1st, 2008|09:54 pm] |
Who: Tesla and House
Where: Wherever they allow visits, but with House being a doctor, I bet he could get them anywhere he wants.
When: Earlier today
Warnings: Nada, they is well behaved, ok?
Being led to see a visitor had become the same thing, a nurse holding her wist guiding her to the same, bland, empty room to sit down with Shawn or Gus, or both, talk about what the doctors wanted her to talk to them about, hug Shawn (bst as she could) smile at Gus and go back to her room toglare at the peppy cheerleader who still gagged herself and wondered why she'd been in there for six months. Six months, please, God, don't let them keep me in here for six months.
She was surprised to walk into the room and see House, an then a bit of dry worry plagued her, so instead of saying 'Hello', the first thing to pop ot of her mouth was. . ."He's not dead, is he?" |
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[Jan. 18th, 2008|09:00 pm] |
Who: Tesla and Reese.
When: Some time today.
Where: His place.
Warnings: Cute puppy love-ish elements? Touchy-feelies. Sex between a minor and a non-minor. But it's legal, so it's all good. Some smut.
Figuring out the porkeys had certainly proved to be one thing. Finding her way through New York was another. She wondered if Shawn had noticed she was gone yet, or what he'd do when he did? She pushed the thought aside, for now, it didn't matter. She was drawn to meet Reese at any cost. It wasn't like she was young enough for a spanking anyway. After getting help from about three strangers she found the school Reese had identified as his. She found his and Mark's room with another person's help, and after running to the girl's room to double check the way she looked, she knocked on the door, swallowing past the nervous lump in her throat. |
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