Olivia Wilde on Chelsea Lately (24/11/2008)

Okay, honestly, I like this fic better than Alone, but I've been told it's not nearly as powerful, so hopefully this isn't too much of a let-down.


She took a deep breath, then exhaled. She stood, her arms hanging limply at her sides, her face to the sky.

She was soaked سے طرف کی now, and she was sure House was looking for her, but she didn’t care.

To be outside in the rain had always seemed peaceful to her, serene, and the harder it was raining, the better. That’s why today, when the rain was coming down in sheets, after she’d just heard, یا rather read, the worst news in the world, she couldn’t...

It would have been the same either way. That was what she had tried to tell herself. If it came back negative, no harm, no foul. If it came back positive she was always going to die either way. The only difference was now she would know.
    
She’d pictured this moment dozens of times in her head. She’d thought she’d been adequately prepared for it. She was wrong. She realized now she never could have prepared herself for anything like this.
    
It was suffocating, the disappointment she felt. She’d always known her chances weren’t good, but...