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Sara ([personal profile] scripted_sra) wrote2009-03-04 02:56 am

House | The Nature Of Cheating | PG | Gen

Title: The Nature Of Cheating
Fandom: House
Rating: PG
Pairing: Mentions of Wilson/wives; Wilson/others, but mainly gen.
Summary: This is the nature of Wilson: what he is, what he's done, and what he's been through.
Word Count: 669
Disclaimer: All copyrighted material referred to in this work, and the characters, settings, and events thereof, are the properties of their respective owners. This work is not created for profit and constitutes fair use.
A/N: Thanks for the beta, Geena.


He's a cheater:

That's how Wilson's seen. He always denies it. It's a weak denial, almost a token objection, because it doesn't matter what he says. It doesn't matter what he does. He could fall in love today and stay faithful for the rest of his life, and he'd still be a cheater. It doesn't even make any difference what the actual truth is, as he's actually cheated twice. A cheater is who he is. He'll never change it.

This is the nature of a label:

It's black and white: a nice, neat bow on a nice, neat package—isn't that just tidy? Let's not bother to look inside, to contemplate, to wonder—let's just stick on the label and be done with it. Let's wipe off our hands, say, “that's that,” and move on to the next person. We're like robots in a factory, automated to complete only one task before the product moves down the assembly line: label, next, label, next, and so on.

He's cheated:

That's what Wilson's done. He doesn't deny it. He doesn't even make an excuse for it. He's not proud of it, not by any means—of course, he's never really been a proud man, even when it's warranted. However, he doesn't really regret it, either. He feels guilty about it, sure; who wouldn't? He hurt two people he genuinely cared about, and he doesn't like that he did.

This is the nature of an action:

It's so gray, so confusing—it's just so messy. Sometimes, our intentions, our motivations and reasons, matter less than we think they do, and sometimes, they matter more. Predicting what the situation will be like at any given time is almost impossible, as it depends so much on the person or people involved. Let's not bother understanding them individually. Let's take a deep breath, say, “okay, this is simple,” and group them together. We become like a newspaper horoscope, vague and applicable to the greatest number of people: all the while lacking any actual significance or meaning.

He's been cheated on:

That's what has happened to Wilson. He doesn't mention it a lot, and it's never been something he's dwelt on. He does think about it on occasion, remembering how while it hurt at the time, there was also a certain amount of relief to it at as well. Sometimes, he even thinks it may have been good that it happened to him, in a way. Of course, he didn't get much sympathy—after all, he's a cheater; he's cheated before. He probably just deserved it.

This is the nature of an experience:

It's colorful, vivid—a mix of a label and an action that ends up being something entirely new. Our experiences are sometimes warped by our labels—people look at us with a certain lens—and guided by our actions. Let’s judge each other, classify. Let's take a step back, say, “no, this is the right way,” and throw out everything we don't like. We're suddenly a puzzle that we're making up ourselves: it's easier to see what we want to see when we're the ones assembling the picture.

Wilson honestly cares less than what most might think; he knows what he's done.

We've looked at our data, our patterns, assigned some labels and have expectations.

He also knows he's no more a “cheater” than House is incapable of empathy. His label doesn't fit any better than Cameron's

She’s just emotional.

or Chase’s

He’s just an opportunist.

or Foreman’s.

He’s just a strategist.

He knows all of that, but he also knows the reason for them.

It makes us feel better, those labels. It makes us think we've taken something complicated and boiled it down to a simple equation, something easily understood—so who cares if it's specious?

And Wilson has a habit of enabling, of people-pleasing. So forget his actions, his experiences, his motives, every other quality about him: he's just a cheater.

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