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[pippa_flynn]

And so she had become the Forgotten Queen of the Trooping Fae. Her grandfather's passing had come at a price and now she was some sort of royalty she didn't quite understand and Fin had gone blind again. It was nearly too much to take but Pippa was carrying on. What else could she do? The facts were the facts and no amount of fuss would change it. And she'd tried. She had power coursing through her now, all the time she felt it, and she'd tried to restore Fin's sight. It didn't work. Of course not. Why would it?

And then the dumb twit had gone back to stay with his stupid boyfriend. Pippa was outraged about that and she'd told Fin so. And that didn't work, either. Of course not. And so on that front she bit her tongue. Fin knew how she felt. It had little to do with keeping him close and everything to do with keeping him out of the treacherous prince's arms.

Pippa sighed softly and looked at her mobile that had just chirped. He newest client wanting a progress report. She needed something more concrete and so she sat down at the cafe on one of the dwindling nice days of the London summer, and she texted her client back.

It was striking, just how much she looked like Fin. And, of course, she'd been all over the papers thanks to the paps hounding Fin about his drug use and his blindness. The gentleman at the next table actually had a copy of the daily rag and she smiled at the photo on the cover.

If only life could be as dramatic as the paper made it seem. If only being queen meant something...

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[drfeelbad]

"Vicodin," he said. Though of course, he hadn't been able to stop thinking about how it had felt to be pain-free, even if for a short time, when Fin had worked his magic on him. He desperately wanted to know if she could do the same thing.

[pippa_flynn]

"Strong drug. Must hurt a lot," she noted.

[drfeelbad]

"Nah, actually it just tickles a little but I practice medicine better when I'm high." House rolled his eyes and took a drink of his coffee.

[pippa_flynn]

"Honesty is refreshing," she quipped dryly, a teasing glint in her eyes.

[drfeelbad]

"Do you have any better treatment options?" House asked after a moment.

[pippa_flynn]

"I'm not a doctor, Greg. I haven't got the faintest idea," she replied. Then she couldn't help but smile. "...Have you tried yoga? Pippa teased.

[drfeelbad]

House was very tempted to snap back that no but actually the best treatment he'd found lately was magic plus fucking her brother. He managed to resist the temptation.

"I think I'll stick with the narcotics," he said dryly.

[pippa_flynn]

"As you like," she replied, sipping again.

"What sort of doctor are you?"

[drfeelbad]

"Diagnostician," House said. "I specialize in infectious disease." He took another drink of the coffee.

[pippa_flynn]

"Charming. Disgusting, but charming,"she said. "Why of all the sorts of doctors you could be did you choose that specialty?"

[drfeelbad]

"I like solving puzzles," said House. "Especially the ones that no one else can solve."

[pippa_flynn]

That piqued her interest more than anything else he'd said.

"I do love a good mystery," she said with a smile. "

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That piqued her interest more than anything else he'd said.

"I do love a good mystery," she said with a smile. "<especially</i> ones no one else can solve. Did Fin tell you I'm a detective?"

[drfeelbad]

"You did," House said with a little smirk.

[pippa_flynn]

She arched a brow and quirked a bit of a smirk as well.

"So you did pay attention," she said.

[drfeelbad]

"Yes," House said. "We also established that you are neither an actress nor a prostitute."

[pippa_flynn]

"And you're only a bit of an ass," she replied pleasantly.

[drfeelbad]

"Only a bit?" House feigned offense.

[pippa_flynn]

"A bit," she nodded as a cheeky smile played on her lips. "Or have you not been in London long enough to know how much a bit is?"

[drfeelbad]

"I was an ass in New Jersey," House said. "Being an ass here is nothing."

[pippa_flynn]

"You take pride in it, then?" she asked.

[drfeelbad]

"I give an astonishingly low number of fucks about what other people think of me," House said with a shrug. But then he smirked a little. "Why, you think I'm an ass?"

[pippa_flynn]

"I think you're contrary," she replied. "Being an ass assumes you're trying to make me angry. Are you?"

[drfeelbad]

"Nope," House said.

[pippa_flynn]

"Well, then. That's settled," she replied with a serene smile. Then she took a sip, making a face at how her drink had gone a bit cold.

[drfeelbad]

House looked at her for a minute, as she sipped and made that face.

"I can see the resemblance," he said. "You look like Fin."