It was all needless - This is why god doesn't like revenge stupids! revenge finds it's own way.

damn, i had you down as a kiwi. bloody convict, no wonder all your stories seem to involve a prison of some sort.

anyway, i loved it. :)

Unbelievable sad and often all too real - the things that can happent to people. Giving up, giving in sometimes seems the choice that holds the least amount of pain.
Wonderful story. So easy to see House as such a man. Just doing whatever he can, the best he can, with what he's got left. Could that we accept such a fate with uncomplaining resignation. Beautiful. (glad the ending shows a glimmer of hope though. House needs hope and a kind hand)

Well, I could log in and submit a certifiable review, but I'll refrain in laziness. I just wish to add to the myraid of reviews that focused on what I am sure you already know: this story was amazing... and even then that just doesn't seem like the right word. Maybe there is no word to describe how painfully real (and acutely depressing) this fic was. If anything, I am hesitant to investigate your other works just for sheer terror that I will be gripped once again by that cold feeling, tingly hands thing again... It seems like there is no way in Hell that one could not finish reading this without getting closure.

Personally, I don't think you should make a sequel just because the impact of this story probably won't be as profound. Not to undermine your writing abilities, of course, and I wish I could come up with a good analogy... hm... give me a second... Oh! The Albert Camus story... how can I not remember the title? If I were to give House a book to read it would be that, Wilson I would give Metamorphosis... besides the point, The Stranger! I had to find it... any how! The book had a stark honesty about it, and even though the man died at the end, you couldn't have it any other way. Granted, House didn't die in your fic, but the way he went through life reminded me of the stranger, and if anything, I don't believe this fic should have ended any differently... I don't know that it could have, and granted you have the power to change it, but the impact wouldn't be as severe... and I'll stop now. When you start running away from your thesis (even in a review), it's painful. Esp. if you are using two conjunctions in a sentence, repetitively... sigh. And while I could use spell check on this thing, I am choosing not to, though I think I misspelled Kafka's title...

Well, I'll end here without any critical analysis. I read the story, loved how it was sequenced (reminded me of the Killers music video for... seriously! how can I not remember this one! I'll take a stab and say, All These Things That I've Done), and it wasn't too difficult to figure out the POV; Granted, I had no idea if I was right in the beginning, but you wrote the characters in such a way that it was kind of hard not to know who you were talking about (i.e. Volvo driving, anyone?). Seriously, I'm ending here. Kind of makes you miss those, "I love the story PERIOD" reviews? Thanks for the semi-happy reading!

Off to go judge you based off who your favorite authors are in your profile... I have incredible high hopes.

This was great but you are evil!! You and your evil epilogues! And where's the recovering, cuddy, ducklings, catching up, thing? WONDERFULLY EVIL!

I loove you hahaha

laughed THREE TIMES in this one little epilogue/interview/thing

did i mention i dont laugh at fanfic?

oh im quite jolly at school and whatnot. most people think im on some sort of drug, because im so laughy and hyper all the time...
but youre the first author to make me totally choke with explosive laughter that i cant let out for fear of waking my scary parents lol.

anywhodles.

you rock, SO hardcore

peace

Guess what! I love You

OK damn, and in the very next five seconds you have me smiling. I usually don't LOL over fanfic either, on account of not wanting to wake up my parents. But HUGE grin at :: He bet Brenda was still here. She would never leave. One day they would have to prize the clinic charts from her cold dead hands then bury her in a lead coffin stuffed with garlic to make sure she didn’t come back and haunt the place.


LMAO in my head =)

Oh, dear. I know very little about you, and you know very little about me. But presumably, you know enough about the READER that you can reduce them to a puddle of emotion with just a few lines. I never, never, never cry over fanfiction, you know?

But your stuff. DAMN. Your stuff.

Is really, really, really good.

You had me blinking a bit too much at "“In case you haven’t noticed I am not your brother,” said House sarcastically.

“Yes you are. Yes you ** well are.” He shook with anger. He stood before the other man and grabbed his arms in a painful grip. “Don’t you realise that?”

House just looked away. “You don’t deserve a brother like me.”

His hands dug into House’s arms. “Don’t you realise,” he said. “That is the problem with family.” He sighed, looking into his eyes, willing him to understand. “You don’t get to choose… they just turn up one day.”"

And swallowing too hard at "but still the bastard had persevered.

Wilson, no matter what, was the only one who has never ever given up on him.

And for that second, in that freezing little cell, House loves him so hard for that it hurts."

This is a brilliant piece of work.

i don't know if it took me two or three hours to read all of this, but i found myself not being able to stop until i finished reading every single word of it. this was absolutely incredible. i like the way you ordered the chapters as well. very good job on this. definately one of the best fics i've ever read, considering i've been reading fics for maybe a year or so now. but thank you for writing this. it was an amazing read. great job!

Absolutely the most beautiful piece of fanfiction that I have ever read. It was sort of like what Walden would have been like if James Frey had written it...and the ending was perfect.

I guess it was to be expected from the title, but I expected more from the ending somehow. A pick-me-up. A downer... something. All in all, though, kudos; I could never have finished it. And thanks for the numbering... it made sense of the oddly time-framed first pieces.

Cheers, and I hope to read more soon

HouseAddict

I love the dynamic House and Wilson have in this chapter...
And still being obsessed about the case is so intrinsically House it took my breath away. Once again, I can do nothing but sing your praises and read on.

Cheers

H:A

O good God...
This is so harsh...
So starkly honest...
So House, if he had ever made a mistake.

Cheers

H:A

Its late and I should sleep... but this story has me all choked up... I don't want to stop. Its heartwrenching and genuine and sad. Its a real riches to rags story. And things seem to be getting worse before they get better. If they get better.

Cheers.

H:A