I've gotta give you props. This is the only story I've read that has actually made me feel something for House and Stacy's relationship. I was even rooting for House to ask Stacy to stay. She's usually portrayed as the witch that crippled and ditched House, only to come back to steal him away from Wilson or cause him even more injury. But I think I actually felt a glimmer of her pain today.

This fic just paints an entirely different picture about Stacy, and I think I'm falling in love with your version of her. The next chapter can't come too soon.