New little House fic: Things That Go Bump

Things are hot and I needed a break from furious zine story writing, and I was pondering the idea of oncologists and bad news and burnout and Wilson's hands. He's got great hands. He's got a hard job. He's got a difficult friend.

Here's chapter one. That's one thing I like about the House world. They like it when you post in chapters. Which suits my pysche.  I need encouragement to write sometimes.  And the other great thing is that I have no idea where its going. So it changes as I write it.

It's House and Wilson
it's kinda slashy
it's PG ish

( The dead ones come at night . . . )