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The Park, early afternoon

Feeling much better, House needed to get out of the apartment before the walls closed in on him. With his cane and very little discomfort in his leg, he headed out of his small apartment and toward the town. Nothing like the promise of a decadent coffee from The perk to get a man motivated after several days of physical and emotional hell.

With Caramel Latte in hand, he headed for the park, and settled on a bench near the lake.

[OOC: Aziraphale helped House overcome his pain and Vicodin withdrawl He's got a couple hours before he starts feeling bad again, so I'm throwing him out in an effort to socialise him since he's been a hermit for the last week or so.]

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There was rain on the way. It charged the air and made it smell clean, almost metallic. With the balmy climate in combination with the thunderstorms on their way, the breeze blowing the dead leaves and rocking the trees before the coming storm, it was perfect weather to be outside.

The brothers found themselves without direction. The big furry guy had the pub that night and with nothing to do, they rode into the park and parked their bikes to the side. None of them could remember when they last just sat in some place that was not their house.

Their blood stirred to do something...they just needed to figure out what to do.

[ooc- weather picked up from www.weather.com and embellished just a bit.]

Ben closed up the Emporium to take a break. It was becoming a pattern for him to head to the park, and he did so today in spite of the somewhat blustery weather. It fit his mood. There were only a few people out in the park. Ben had brought some day-old bread for the ducks, but he only saw a few; the smarter ones had probably headed for better points southward. He spotted someone sitting on a bench near the lake, and wandered over. "Good afternoon."

[ooc- *dies* Heya Ben]

((ooc: Dude, stop following me. Or reading my mind. Or whatever. :P))

((ooc: Make this after the brothers have left, because Ben+brothers=tension and trouble that House should not have to be in the middle of. :D))

House nodded. "Afternoon."

Ben knew better than to invade someone else's private space, and wasn't sure if this one wanted company. "Mind if I join you?" He glanced at the sky. "As long as it doesn't come pouring down on us, that is."

House looked up, watched the brothers curiously. He'd seen them...somewhere once. Seemed so long ago. The night he'd gone out to the pub with Wilson, with Aziraphale and Crowley.

He watced them curiously, just watching because he liked to watch how people behaved, how they interacted when they didn't know they were being watched.

House patted the bench beside him. "Big enough for two." He said, and his eyes glanced upward. Probably not the best day for him to be out, but it had seemed nice enough when he left the apartment, and he just wasn't ready to go back and face those walls again.

Ben sat down and followed the other man's gaze skyward again. "Sometimes even the worst weather is better than being stuck inside." He felt like that more and more all the time, these days. Shaking his head, he offered his hand. "Ben Bruckner. My husband owns the Emporium in town."

Ben...emporium. Right.

"I coudn't agree more." House offered his hand. "Dr Greg House. I work up at the school. We spoke on the phone, a while back. Results of your bloodwork." Before he'd told Wilson the clinic didn't handle non-students and staff.

Ben blushes a little as he shakes Dr. House's hand. "That was my husband, Michael." Ben shrugged. "He needs to find a place to have that done regularly, like he did in Pittsburgh." Ben gritted his teeth. Why was it so much harder to say it here than it was back home, where anti-gay -- and therefore anti-HIV -- sentiments were more rampant? "I'm positive. I think he's a little wary of doctors on the mainland, even though that's where I go to get checked out."

Whether they were oblivous to being watched or not couldn't be gleaned from their behavior. Loz did spare a glance over at the man with the cane and recognized him as being from the Pub at one time. He noted the cane and smiled.

The brothers sauntered up to an empty bench and sprawled all over it in an effort to get comfortable. Yazoo sat and opened a book, barely moving it out of the way before Loz's head hit his thigh in an all out recline along the bench seat.

Kadaj settled on the ground and leaned against Yazoo's leg and they sat in silence. If anyone were close enough, they could hear Yazoo's baritone voice reading softly to his brothers.

[occ- spoilsport]

He nodded. "Yeah, we had a misunderstanding at the clinic." House shrugged too. "The test is pretty simple, could be run off the books." Another shrug and House shifted on the bench.

"I haven't had much contact with doctors on the mainland." Aside from his weekend visit to MCV. But that was irrelevant. He'd dealt with specialists.

House smiled to himself at the sight of the three, so comfortable with each other, it was refreshing. He sighed and settled in on he bench, right arm flung over the back of it, gently sipping his coffee with the left. He'd gotten used to doing a lot of things left handed, keeping the cane in his right.

He wasn't close enough to hear Yazoo reading, though he could sense that he was.

"I haven't either, really. There's an HIV specialty clinic inland a bit, they seem to know what they're doing, I guess. I've been positive long enough to know when they're feeding me a crock of shit." Ben took some bread and broke off pieces to toss out to the ducks. "You must know Dr. Wilson then, right? I've run into him a couple of times around town. Really nice guy."

House nodded. His eyes darkened, briefly, wondering where Wilson was at that moment. "He's...Yeah. He's my partner. At the clinic and at home."

"Aha." Ben nodded. The name had slipped his mind, but this must be the person Wilson had referred to. "He did mention you in passing, now that I think about it." Ben offered a smile. "I gathered he's very fond of you."

"It's mutual. I'd be...I'm sure you know the sentiment. Lost without him." House scrubbed his hand over his face. He wasn't often honest with himself, much less a stranger, about any sort of emotional feelings.

Ben nodded, looking away to give the man a sense of privacy. He knew better than to push. "I know the feeling very well. Michael's definitely my anchor. Has been for a decade now." Ben glanced back up at the sky. "I take it the clinic is quiet enough, since you're out enjoying the day?"

House brought his gaze back around and nodded, hand falling to his lap. "Wilson usually covers the day shift. And I've actually been out of commission for the last week or so. Banged my leg up pretty bad, today's the first I've really been able to get around on it." No reason to bring up the Vicodin angle, the withdrawl, the healing Aziraphale had graced him with.

"That's a shame. Bet you've been clawing at the walls, ready to get out for a while." Ben motioned in the direction of the Emporium. "Michael's been out of commission today with a screaming headache, so I took over running the store today. Speaking of which, I should be getting back." Ben pulled himself up from the bench and stretched. "It was nice meeting you. I'm sure we'll run into each other again."

"Desperate enough to come out on a day like this." House nodded. "I should think about getting back before the storm blows in and Wilson sees fit to strangle me. Take care, Ben."

"You too, Dr. House. And give my regards to Dr. Wilson." With a friendly wave, Ben takes off in the direction of the Emporium.

The afternoon passed uneventfully for the brothers. Yazoo managed to read through the entire book and he had only just purchased it from Aziraphale's the night before.

Once the book was closed, they simply sat in silence, occasionally one speaking in soft tones to the others and their laughter rang out across the park.

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