Oh my God. It's twelve? What--happened--oh. Ha, that was the first good sleep in days.
I sat up on the পালঙ্ক and tried to readjust my eyes to see clearly. The sun was shining high, and the living room was filled with its rays.
Had last night--been what I thought it was? Did we really talk for that long?
He told me he missed me. And I did the same?
Evidently it wasn't bluntly. That's just not House.
But I distinctly remember telling him I missed him, and hearing that he missed me.
It can't be that simple. It couldn't be that simple.
It never is.

Wilson was walking up Cuddy's driveway. His car was parked to the side right under her বৃক্ষবিশেষ tree.
He walked right in. It was unlocked for some odd reason.
"Why--?"
"I don't know."
He walked over and sat with her on the couch. She pulled up her knees and pulled the blanket over her.
"Slept in?"
"Slept late."
"How--late?"
"Six."
"Six hours ago?"
"Precisely."
"What were আপনি doing till six in the morning?"
"What do আপনি think?"
"You called him at six in the morning?"
"I called him at eleven. We talked for quite a while."
"Apparently. What'd he say?"
"He--told me he missed me."
"It's been four days."
"Even so."
"Wait a second. আপনি guys talked for--seven hours straight? About what?"
"Nearly everything. And we mended a few things."
"Are আপনি guys--okay now?"
"Sorta. He thought the separation would be good for us though. We're both miserable, but together."
"Wow. How--ironic no. How poignant."
"I know."
"Are আপনি going to visit him?"
"I--don't--know about that yet. Like I told আপনি before, even after having that talk with him, I don't think I'm prepared--ready enough to see him--"
"I was."
"That's you. That's not me."
"You should be. Maybe আপনি are আপনি just, can't see it."
"No. I don't think I'm supposed to see him yet. Like he said, separation should be good for us. It's a break for us. And I don't think I could just, walk in there, stay a while, do some hand holding and just walk out, like everything's fine. I think I'd break down right then and there."
"Mm."
"You want coffee?"
"No, had some on the way over. Where's Rach?"
"With Lauryn and my mom. She needs to spend time with her aunt for once. They were already planning to go to California. Let them take her, spend some time at the সৈকত and what not."
"And আপনি didn't go?"
"Are we really gonna drag ourselves into this unnecessary conversation?"
"Not now at least."
She smiled.
"I gotta get going. Take a couple days. I can manage."
He rested his hand on her shoulder.
"You need it anyway."
He gave her shoulder a squeeze and then began walking towards her door. He opened it halfway before saying,
"And don't check up, I'm cutting off all your connections."
They both smiled as he locked the door and shut it quietly behind him.
Cuddy rested on the পালঙ্ক again, falling into a deep sleep.
I was awake despite the fact that my eyes were closed. I could feel the sheets wrapped around me in a warm embrace. But it wasn't settling.
I could feel something--foreign looming around.
I opened my eyes and I saw a shadow--no a silhouette, restraining itself in the corner of my room.
I sat upright in my বিছানা and rested my arms over my knees, folded as I stared at this figure. I've seen it, so many times before--I know I have--but what--or who--is it?
It started walking toward me as my opened window blew in the nights breeze. It lifted the shear drapes into the air and interrupted the figures path. When the moonlight hit, I saw those familiar blue eyes, those of which I had always felt, tenderly drowsy, only when they had met mine.
The moonlight loomed across the floor as the silhouette faded, and something became of it. That something, was the someone I'd known for over twenty years--the someone I'd fallen in প্রণয় with.
"What are আপনি doing here?" I asked sincerely. He refused to answer. All he did was throw me a stare, one that beckoned me towards him, yet a part of me resisted.
He walked closer towards me and sat on the edge of my bed. His eyes did not stare anymore. They looked আরো guilt ridden than they did moments earlier.
"Why are আপনি here?" I asked again, sincerely.
He grabbed my hand, it was icy cold. My body shivered and গুজ্‌বাম্প formed all over. He held it gently, attempting to put me at ease.
"I can't--I can't anymore."
His eyes were teary, the saddest I'd ever seen him before. I put my hand on his neck, just like I had done many times before.
"You know what I want. Everything I hallucinated didn't happen--but it doesn't mean they can't. And, I don't--I don't want to wait, because I'm afraid I'll lose you."
Him, these words, the time, the scenery, it all didn't add up. It all seemed surreal. But despite my disbelief of it all, I was crying.
He leaned অগ্রবর্তী and lingered a kiss, laying my head back onto my pillow. He released moments later but his head remained slightly rested on mine.
"I don't think we can ever be happy. Not this way." He arose from the বিছানা and walked over to the window and slipped out, carried দ্বারা the breeze.
He was gone.
My eyes shot open; There was an insistent banging on my door and the calling of my name. I got out of বিছানা and slowly walked over to the door to open it. It was Wilson.
"Wh-at's wrong?"
"You knocked on my door remember? আপনি wanna do that again?"
"No--your eyes are a puffy red and they're watery. Have আপনি been crying?"
"Uh-no, I don't think so. I've been asleep."
"It looks like you've been crying for hours. You've been asleep this whole time? I've been calling আপনি and calling but আপনি never picked up. So I came over."
"Why something at the hospital?"
"Not ours."
She stood motionless and curious.
"It's House Cuddy. He's broke out and left Mayfield."
Right then and there, she had a feeling her dream, would soon be a horrifying reality.