Sorry to take a break from fic writing but I'm really depressed about the House situation and the fact that I won't be able to see Hugh play live on 5/27 because I can't afford it. Here's a movie meme:

Day 01 - The best movie you saw during the last year
Day 02 - The most underrated movie
Day 03 - A movie that makes you really happy
Day 04 - A movie that makes you sad
Day 05 - Favorite love story in a movie
Day 06 - Favorite made for TV movie
Day 07 - The most surprising plot twist or ending
Day 08 - A movie that you’ve seen countless times
Day 09 - A movie with the best soundtrack
Day 10 - Favorite classic movie
Day 11 - A movie that changed your opinion about something
Day 12 - A movie that you hate
Day 13 - A movie that is a guilty pleasure
Day 14 - A movie that no one would expect you to love
Day 15 - A character who you can relate to the most
Day 16 - A movie that you used to love but now hate
Day 17 - A movie that disappointed you the most
Day 18 - A movie that you wish more people would’ve seen
Day 19 - Favorite movie based on a book/comic/etc.
Day 20 - Favorite movie from your favorite actor/actress
Day 21 - Favorite action movie
Day 22 - Favorite documentary
Day 23 - Favorite animation
Day 24 - That one awesome movie idea that still hasn’t been done yet
Day 25 - The most hilarious movie you’ve ever seen
Day 26 - A movie that you love but everyone else hates
Day 27 - A movie that you wish you had seen in theaters
Day 28 - Favorite movie from your favorite director
Day 29 - A movie from your childhood
Day 30 - Your favorite movie of all time

1. The best movie I saw during the past year was probably The Cabin in the Woods. Not wishing to give anything away it was the cleverest horror movie I've ever seen.

my only response to last night's House epie is to quote the guy in "Alien": this is a bug hunt, man, game over!!!

now on to more pleasant things: Chapter 7 of I Want To Ride It All Night Long (which apparently qualifies as AU now, I guess)

House giggled. "You screamed like a little girl on that rollercoaster last night, Wilson."

"Well, it was the highest one in the world." he peered into his glass. "My Mai Tai is getting a little low." He signaled for a waitress. "Could I please get another one here, and another Margarita for my friend?"

"Sure. Would you like me to get you guys some sunblock too?"

"That'd be great, thanks. God, House, you were right, they know how to treat you in Vegas. I can't believe how much I'm enjoying myself, between the partying and the shows, and--I-I still can't believe that strip joint had better deep dish pizza than what I got when we were in Chicago!"

"God, there's like about a million hot babes at this pool. You know, we still need to get you laid. Ever had a threesome?"

"Puh-lease, House, I've had lots of them, including some with women you know from the hospital. I've even been in a couple of orgies."

"Wait just a damn minute, who were you in a threesome with from the hospital?! Cuddy? 13? Amber? If you say Park I'm gonna lose it."

"I can't picture Cuddy being into that kind of thing, 13 isn't my type and I didn't date Amber long enough for threesomes to come into the picture, and as for Park, ummm, I did sleep with her but there was no one else involved."

House whooped. "You and Park! Wow!"

"Gimme a break, House, she's adorable! She was great, too!"

"Oh, really? So who was this threeway with?"

"You know Solveig Nielsen? The endocrinologist from Norway?"

"Went to Harvard med, brunette, brown eyes, really long legs? Holy crap, Wilson, who was the other lucky girl?"

"Amelia."

"Nurse's aide, redhead, freckles, big tits? Wilson, you dog, you!" House grinned devilishly.

Wilson blushed. "There's one thing I haven't tried that I'd like to though, and you might get pissed at this so I want to warn you." He cleared his throat and House looked mildly confused.
"I've never had a threeway with a woman and another guy," he went on in a much quieter voice. "I don't know how you feel about that, and this might be the rum and all the med pot we smoked back in our room talking, but---uhhhhhhhh...."

House almost whispered, "You're not joking, are you." He said this as a statement, not a question.

Wilson shook his head slowly. Neither of them noticed the waitress coming back silently and leaving their drink refills and a tube of sunblock on the table.

House looked pensive. "You know, I don't have any problem with that."

Wilson whispered, "As long as it isn't pity sex. I fucking hate that."

House nodded and got out his cell phone. "Don't worry about that. The thing is, I don't want to get a hooker for this because I don't know any Vegas hookers and I want to be sure we don't get our wallets lifted, so I'm gonna call a very hot lady who is definitely NOT a hooker. She lives here in Vegas, she and I got top grades in the same parasitology class at Hopkins and she covered for my ass when I almost got caught jumping rope with the cadavers' intestines. She and I had a friends with benefits sort of relationship for a while. She's great looking too, ex-stripper, reddish blond hair, great smile, very elegant athletic type."

Wilson whistled. "She sounds perfect."

"I'll see if I can talk her into it. There are a couple of snags. She's married--"

"oh, shit!"

"--to her job, Wilson! and she has an obnoxious kid, so I may have a hard time even getting ahold of her, but I'll do my best."

"What's her name?"

"Catherine Willows."

somebody must really hate Rocky Horror. I'm throwing chapter six out.

I Want To Ride It All Night Long

Chapter 5

"Well, which character did you want to play?"

"Probably Brad. I've got a good singing range for him. Did you ever do it?"

"I was never one of the actual cast re-enactment people but I did use to date a woman who was really into it and she got me to dress up as Riff Raff. This was after my leg got fucked up so I was the only person there not time warping but I had fun otherwise. I got so smashed."

"I thought you would have been Frank. You've got a closer personality to Frank plus you've got those big expressive eyes like Tim Curry."

"I'm not exposing my leg scar to the scrutiny of a bunch of Rocky Horror fans, Wilson, they'd probably puke!"

"I still can't believe you're gonna do this, Hell, I can't believe you found a Rocky Horror troupe in the middle of Kansas."

"Now, remember, the guy who plays Brad is named Griffin Faust. When he suddenly gets sick," House made finger quote marks while saying "gets sick", "I rush in and rescue him while you rush in and rescue the show."

I Want To Ride It All Night Long

Chapter 4

In a barbecue joint, somewhere in Missouri, House and Wilson were sitting in a booth waiting for a combination plate. It was dark out that night but the lights in the barbecue place were intensely bright, giving an Edward Hopper feel to the atmosphere.

Both men had been very talkative when they first entered but House got quiet rather suddenly and Wilson couldn't help feeling that he was getting ready to say something significant, so he waited.

House took a big swig of his bottle of beer, sighed and said, "Wilson?"

"What?"

House reached out on the table and patted Wilson's bare forearm. "Nothing."

I Want To Ride It All Night Long

Chapter 3

House and Wilson pulled into the parking lot of Northwestern Memorial, parked the car and went to the ER.

"She probably doesn't want to have anything to do with me, not after what she said to me the last time she saw me, so if we see her, I'll make myself scarce and you can talk to her about whatever it is you want and just call me on my cell when you're done." House looked unusually nervous.

"You're sure about this?"

"Definitely."

They saw an EMT guy walking in, a young Middle Eastern man whose nametag read Qabir. Wilson said quietly, "Excuse me, does Dr. Allison Cameron still work here?"

"Yes, she does. She's on shift this afternoon but she's probably on her coffee break right now." He looked at his watch. "I can show you guys where the coffee shop is."

House nudged Wilson with his cane. "I think I'll take this opportunity to check into a motel and find some way to keep myself entertained for a while. Call me when you're ready, okay?"

"You got it." Wilson followed Qabir to the coffee shop.

A couple of hours later, House's phone rang.

"House, Cameron's not mad at you or anything, and she wants us to come over to her place for dinner. She said something about how she thinks she judged you too harshly and she really would like to see you." Wilson sounded very taken aback. "I think we should take her up on her offer."

House had no trouble at all finding Cameron's place by googling it and when he rang the doorbell thinking, "God, this is gonna be awkward," he was surprised to see that Cameron actually looked delighted to see him, even hugging him as if he were her best friend. He couldn't help himself, he started hugging her back automatically because it felt good.

The dinner conversation mostly consisted of small talk and Cameron catching them up on what had been going on in her life and it was all fairly relaxing until Wilson excused himself to go to the bathroom and the smile dropped from Cameron's face like a mask.

"I know you're not likely to listen to my advice, House," she said, her voice lower than usual, "but I've got something to say that you'd better listen to."

"What?" House was irritated. "I should have known you'd give me some lecture."

"This isn't a lecture, it's a warning. Tell Wilson you love him. If you don't do it while he's still alive you'll regret it for the rest of your life, and don't even think of denying it to me. I know you love him. The fact that you're doing this for him, that you took care of him through the chemo, everything proves you love him. You wouldn't do this for Stacey or anybody else but Wilson. Do NOT let him die without telling him you love him. That's all I'm gonna say about this."

I Want To Ride It All Night Long
Chapter 2

Wilson's eyes were sparkling and he practically bounced up and down in the car seat. "House, that had to be the most exhilarating thing I've ever done in my life!"

House chuckled. "Okay, you've gone hang gliding, what's on the list next?"

" I felt so free! It was amazing! Is that how it feels when you ride your motorcycle really fast?"

"Yeah, it pretty much does." House suddenly stepped on the brakes, stopping the car short. "Want to see how fast this baby can go?"

"Here? Now?"

"Why not? We're driving through some farm town in Indiana, it's the middle of the night, there's nobody else on this road, let's do it." He opened up the car door and got out, walking around and opening the passenger door for Wilson. "Come on, let's switch."

Wilson got in the driver's seat and House turned on the car stereo, playing this:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JwBjhBL9G6U&ob=av2e

Wilson smiled. "That could make anyone want to move." He took off like a bat out of hell.

Many miles later, Wilson finally slowed down. His heart pumping and adrenalin rushing through him, he was breathing heavily and looking at House, grinning broadly.

"I can tell you enjoyed that." House grinned back. "Hey, we're getting closer to the Illinois border."

Wilson stopped the car completely on the side of the road. "My next request is not very daredevilly at all, and it's the first one you might say no to." He paused. "I still think of her as a friend, and I want to see Cameron."

I Want To Ride It All Night Long

(the way "Post Mortem" should have gone)

"I won't tell, Wilson. I'll never tell anyone if that's what you want."

Wilson sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose, looking more sad and tired than angry. "All I want to know from you at this point, Chase, is how the hell did you even find out I had cancer? I doubt House told you."

"No, but you and he have gone missing from the hospital for quite some time, along with some chemo equipment and enough painkillers and medical pot to keep a rock star happy, and I did learn rather a lot of snooping techniques from breaking into all those homes and offices for his cases."

House walked up, mock wiping a tear from his eye, "Aww, our little boy is growing up! Am I supposed to sing 'Sunrise, Sunset' now or something?"

Wilson muttered, "Now I'm getting flashbacks to when I was Motel the tailor when my high school did 'Fiddler'."

House gave Chase the fishy eye. "Using my methods to find out about me and Wilson, I don't know whether to kiss you or kick your ass."

Chase smirked. "Why don't you split the difference and kiss my arse?"

Wilson was expecting House to get pissed at this riposte but House laughed and replied, "Good, you grew a pair."

Chase cleared his throat. "Actually I wanted to get the opportunity to say goodbye properly to you both. I'm leaving in a few days. I've just been appointed the head of the intensive care unit at Melbourne Royal, plus my cousin Suzanna recently became an intern there so I get to do a bit of mentoring."

Wilson sighed. "So I probably won't see you again whether I recover or not."

Chase hugged Wilson warmly, then turned to House.

House said to Chase warily, "If you try to kiss me I'll break your damn arm." He was smiling broadly and his large blue eyes were twinkling as he said this, though.

Chase stuck out his hand and House shook it firmly. " I want to thank you for being rough on me, it made me a better doctor and a stronger person."

"But still a flatterer."

"Too bad you're not my boss anymore."

"Well, we've got to get going, I promised Wilson a road trip full of fun and debauchery before any more cancer treatments, we're going to take the opportunity to have as much fun as possible."

Wilson smiled. "Carpe fornicatium diem."

Chase looked a little surprised. " I think the Robin Williams character would have been the first person to talk that kid out of committing suicide."

House rolled his eyes. "You guys have got to start quoting better movies." He put his arm affectionately around Wilson's shoulder and began to walk away towards the garage. "Louis," he continued in a Bogart voice, "this looks like the beginning of a beautiful friendship." He switched back to his own voice. "See, that's how you do it!"

Chase called "Good luck!" as they walked away.

Upon entering the garage, House made a beeline for a sports car that looked oddly familiar to Wilson. "Wait a minute, isn't that the car the Arnellos gave you? I thought you didn't have that car anymore."

"It got stolen while I was in prison but the Arnellos managed to get it back while they were--" House cleared his throat very noisily, "--making sure some skinheads left me alone." He unlocked the door with an electronic chirp. "Hop in."

Once they were both in the car, House revved the ignition. "There anything you've always wanted to try?"

Wilson looked thoughtful. "I've never been hang gliding."

"Excellent, I know a place in Pennsylvania." House turned on the car stereo, which immediately started playing this:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=U3sMjm9Eloo

TBC

Not much going on here now. I got some new DVDs from netflix but one of them was screwed up and when I called to tell them, the guy tried to blame it on my player because I had got some screwed up DVDs from them three months ago. Pathetic.

Had a wonderful weekend. In addition to the planetarium Friday night which I already wrote about, day before yesterday i went to a great concert by the East Bay Gay Men's chorus (they were joined by another men's chorus who were all Asian guys and they were terrific too) and yesterday I got together with my family and had lunch and then went to my niece's high school play, How To Succeed In Business Without Really Trying. My niece and so many of those other kids were so talented. It was really more like watching a professionally done play, i had to sort of keep reminding myself these were high school kids.