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  Somebody's Truth 
 by Topaz Eyes	

 Author's Note: This is a post-episode tag to "One Day, One Room".

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The frost is already coming out, white and slick on the pavement in the
parking lot, by the time House reaches his motorcycle. The shroud of
evening continues to fall as he snaps his cane to the frame, dons his
helmet, climbs on and revs the engine. 

Out of the corner of his eye he sees the Wilson- and Cuddy-shaped shadows
approach his stall. He knows what they want but he's already bared his
soul enough today to last a fucking lifetime. He doesn't need them to
twist their knives of concern any deeper than they already have, so he
roars out of the parking lot without a backward glance. 

Only scant minutes later and he's on the freeway. His leg complains from
the chill but it is speed, speed not slowness, that he wants right now.
House guns it and tears like a shot, the power of one hundred and twenty
horses merging with him into one fluid being. The rush of exhaust-tinged
air stings his face. The speedometer tops one hundred and at this
velocity, not to mention this time of night, he knows: one patch of hidden
ice, one wrong turn, and it's all over. He needs perfect control, just as
he likes it.

The black ribbon glistens in front of him, the halogen lights pooling in
oily reflections; the stars above are clear while everything else on
either side is just a blurred dark tunnel. It is only what is ahead that
matters, he tells himself; not the origin, not the journey, only the
destination. Yet, though he's trying his damnedest to shut the door on
today's, even at this breakneck speed he knows he can't outrun this one.  
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