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Date: 2007-02-11 02:35 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] nyaar.livejournal.com
*cries like a kindergarden*

It was his wedding, isn't it?

“I’m glad you’re coming with me.” Wilson’s eyes closed slowly as he drifted off again.

“Me too, kiddo, me too,” House said, tucking the blanket in a little tighter.

Aw gawds... I'm crying again...

Loved it to pieces.
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