Oh, poor, poor House, so confident that Wilson will be back, making Cuddy get the cot (I don't even want to consider how heartwrenching this must have been for Cuddy), and then the SNAP - wonderfully evocative writing but so sad, it hurts to read it. And this line: So he’d strode smoothly away from Amber’s cool serenity, limped brokenly back towards Wilson and the waiting pain, so painful: from striding to limping...

Beautiful. Thanks.