House

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Jack was still a little drunk when he woke up from his nao and realized he needed to tell House. He left Logan and Joe in the comfort of the hut and headed for the good doctor's place, hoping to catch him there.

Jack knocked on the door and waited. Fucker came around the place from the back side and demanded attention from the onc familiar man. Jack scritched his ears and chin as he waited for House to answer so he could deliver the hard news.

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House felt his chest tighten. It was only a matter of time. House was the one that had been here forever. Since the beginning. If anyone was leaving, it was Jack.

"Goodbye, Jack," he said, before the numbness could slip away again, and walked back in and closed the door.

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Goodbye. That sounded so...final. Jack's eyes burned as he ducked his head and turned away. He knew he needed to get home but...goodbye. He didn't want to say that.

"I'll see you later," he mumbled, then started to stagger off toward home.