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[dr-jwilsonmd.livejournal.com]

Wilson had bloodwork to...work on. He needed to finish up with Red's and start running Jack's. He'd planned to do this the night before but errr got a bit distracted you might say.

He really was going to have to sit down and think about what had happened. Think about why he was here in the first place, why he'd left Jersey, why he'd walked away from PP-TH on an extended LOA to come and find his retired best friend. Then he was going to have to tackle the ramifications of sleeping in every sense of the word for those with sensitive noses with said best friend.

But not yet.

Wilson was still running, away from himself as fast as he could go and he wasn't ready to slow down and let the demons catch up with him yet.

Settling himself into the lab, the oncologist tried not to focus on how certain delicious aches were causing him to move carefully as he navigated his way around the equipment. He was only planning to be in the lab for a couple of hours but if anyone in the clinic needed him in that time he was more then happy to step -carefully!- out and help.

(Mun is here till about 2:00pmEST, then off on a trip with limited internet access, so if anyone wants to come and speculate, now's the time! :D)

During Speech 301...

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

Elizabeth runs into the clinic.

"Hello? Dr House? Lisa?" A bit more hesitantly. "Jack? We've got an injured student in Speech class!"

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[gotcanewillpoke.livejournal.com]

Dr House is in the clinic this Friday evening.

He's bored. Come entertain him. He may reward you with a red lollypop unless your name is Parker.

Psychiatric help

[master-of-fear.livejournal.com]

Dr. Jonathan Crane is here and willing to help you with your problems.