Title: Litost
Rating: G
Word Count: 307
Disclaimer: I don't have them. One can only hope.
Summary: In my world, this is what happens after "Finding Judas".
Wilson visits House's place after he returned from 10 days rehab, then he finds out…

Bell rings.
H: You're here. Come on in. I just ordered Chinese food from you favorite restaurant.
W: What?
H: Well, at least he got a kiss. Finished the meal then we will see what else can we get for you.
W: Wait a minute. The Judas thing. Can't you see that it's me breaking up with you.
H: Break up? You can't break up with me. I'm your family. Think about all the X'mas eve we had.
W: So what, I'm a Jew and you have no turkey to cut.
H: Exactly, I have no one except YOU, who is stuck with ME.
W: I am not stuck with YOU.
H: Then why you come over since you have 'broken up' with me. You are pathetic. You think by turning me in to Tritter could push this stupid stewed up friendship into an end and you can walk away without guilty. You knew no one could blame you because you did what you had to do, the right thing to do. You are always good at this, aren't you? 'I'm sorry we have to cut off your liver, lung and stomach, because the cancer has removed there.' You didn't give up the only thing you left to save. You are aware, better than anyone else, that I will forgive you after all. then why don't we cut off the first-ignore-then-suffer-last-argue-part, jump into the make-up part. With of Without guilty, you have to return. It is Litost.
W: Litost, hun? Nice one. Better than the Asperger's.
H: Because you are.
W: And you.
H: Ya, Ya, whatever.

'Litost is a state of torment created by the sudden sight of one's own misery,' - The Book of Laughter and Forgetting by Milan Kundera.