Hi this is my second fanfic. This is a bit of a rant so sorry if it sucks.
Disclaimer: I own nothing.

House and Wilson walked into their home and looked at the chaos inside. Trash bags were full of soggy books and papers that were beyond repair. The TV Wilson had valiantly tried to save was boxed up to be thrown away. Unfortunately the warranty didn't cover freak water damage. The couch had been put out of its misery (Wilson's silver lining) and was in the dumpster.

House was happy that his instruments and music collection were still at his old apartment. He had kept the place not believing that he and Wilson would be able to live together so well. It's a good thing too because he and Wilson had to stay there last night. Wilson refused to be banned to the couch so they had to share House's bed. It was an interesting night to say the least. At the loft their mattresses were still being aired out and the sheets cleaned, though that was the least of their problems.

The landlord had sent some people to inspect the place. They found the water damage severe enough to have to rip up the floor, but the walls would be ok. The landlord was quite upset and worried that the water would ruin the foundation of the building. He was a fair man though and was going to pay for all the structural expenses since it was his faulty sprinklers that only went off in their apartment, and while House would've been happy with that, Wilson insisted to pay part of it. Unfortunately money was tight after they bought the place and they had to let the landlord pay some.

After surveying their living room, House and Wilson carefully made their way back to their respective rooms to get some clothes. House obviously had some at his old apartment and Wilson had stayed there enough to have a few suits there too, but they'll be staying there a while and need more clothes. Even though the furniture suffered, the clothes inside were more or less ok.

After getting their clothes and a few other items they maneuvered through the disarray and left the building.

Wilson noticed House's more pronounced limp as they made their way to Wilson's car. When Lucas tripped House adrenalin surged House to his feet. However, once that wore off, House's pain increased to the point of him maxing out on his new drugs. His occasional grimace showed that they weren't helping enough.

As Wilson watched House's painful lurch he vowed to revenge on Lucas because he hurt his friend so he should be punished.

A/N: Thanks for reading! I'm thinking of writing a sequel and I have a title but no ideas for Wilson's revenge.
Please review if I should write a sequel or just to comment. Constructive criticism is most welcome!