"House, MD" Speculative Fiction

Owned by David Shore

Title: "Wilson's Seven Sins"

Author: Aquarius Seth

Disclaimers: I wish I could claim I sat during a boring movie and came up with these characters but I can't. Sorry folks; David Shore came up with the characters mentioned and I had NOTHING to do with that process. Mr. Shore then peddled the plot around and Fox Networks said, "Yes we'll air it on our networks!" I wasn't there for the peddling nor was I there when the contracts were signed and the ink dried. So I can't claim any ownership and quite frankly I DON'T want to. Writing scenes worthy of applause only comes once and again, Mr. Shore and other writers on the show have the talent and the right to write all the money making scenes. Again, I'm not involved in the process. I'm not making money off of this, Mr. Shore, Fox Networks, USA Networks, Heel-Toe Productions, Bad Hat Harry Productions and Z Shore Productions are the only ones allowed to make money off of these characters. Please notice how my handle is no where mentioned!

Rating: M for Mature content. There is going to be at least one kiss between two guys so if it's not your thing please skip this story, there is also AC,AL, possibly SSC and maybe V.

Author's Note: I think I need to forewarn my readers about the state of mind I'm currently in. Lately I've been on a spiritual writing path, okay honestly-I've had religious figures on my brain for at least a year and a half. Then over the past week I saw a program on the History Channel about the Seven Deadly Sins and this story stewed in my mind for days. Out of desperation I decided to write a short story with Wilson and House before I subjected my original characters to more torment than I already subject them to. So if it's not your thing please don't read. I'm going to avoid getting preachy; I'm just using the seven sins as a device to move the story along.

Oh I actually did my research for this one. D.B. Sweeny took the role of Dylan Crandall in episode #223 otherwise known as "Who's Your Daddy?" in season two. It aired on May 16, 2006 and was written by L. Kaplow and J. Mankiewia. The story was by C.M. Duncan and J. Mankiewia. For all the readers that just remember storylines, Crandall was House's band mate/friend and went to go see House after Crandall's supposed daughter Leona hallucinates on an airplane after Crandell finds her in New Orleans when doing his research on her grandfather. Thank you very much.

Word Count: 1,819

(Wilson, House) some Dylan Crandall

Chapter One: Surprises

House had tracked him down in Mrs. Gray's room and had waved two tickets in the air. He nodded once and continued his conversation with his patient. Unfortunately Mrs. Gray had noticed his odd nod during her chit-chat and had glanced towards House.

"Who is that?" She asked as she directed her still clear brown eyes back at him.

"Oh, it's House. He can wait a bit." He offered her a small smile and was grateful House had not barged into the room. He saw the skin around the corner of her eyes crinkle before he glanced down to see her smiling at him.

"Son, the young can never wait. I'm not going anywhere anytime soon so go out and see what your friend wants. Besides I'm tired of hearing myself talk-off with you so I can take a nap."

"If you need anything you can page a nurse and I'll be here in a heartbeat." He offered as he closed her chart.

"Sonny the only thing I'm going to be doing is napping. I don't need an audience for that. Shoo…have a good time where ever you two are going." She sighed as she closed her eyes and almost fell asleep immediately. Wilson glanced at the monitor and was satisfied with her vitals so he eased out of the room.

"Is everything okay?" House asked as he nodded towards Mrs. Gray.

"Yeah she's fine. It was a long day of PT for her. What's up?" He didn't dare bring up the unexpected restraint and patience House showed while he was in with a patient. It was-dare he admit it, sweet of him?

"I've got two tickets for the monster truck show, are you free tomorrow night?" He felt an unexpected wave of joy as he realized House was actually trying to be in his life again. He was willing to take anything House was willing to offer. Anything was better than wondering what House was doing by himself over the weekend.

"I should be. What time is the show?"

"Eight."

"I'll be off at six; I'll drop by around seven. We'll grab a pizza and a few beers if you want."

"Pizza and beer afterwards, we'll get shitty parking if we get there after seven-thirty. Even the blue pass won't guarantee a good spot." Blue pass, he sighed as they made their way back to the nurse's station. House glared at the new nurse and she ran off in the opposite direction.

"Stop scaring the staff House. If Cuddy didn't need Nurse Brenda to babysit you in Clinic I'd steal her just so you can stop tormenting the rookie staff in this department." Before he could finish his sentence House caught him by the tie and kissed him on the cheek.

He waited until House let him go to lift an eyebrow at the unexpected gesture. "We don't want them getting their hopes up do we Wonder Boy?" He favored House with an exasperated sigh and waited until House hobbled passed him to swat him lightly on the butt with Mrs. Gray's chart.

"I'll see you later." He said as House tried to glare at him but the smirking smile ruined the look.

House had surprised him by waiting in his office as Wilson walked in to drop off a few files of paperwork. He almost laughed when House's mouth twisted into a look of complete distain. "Don't tell me you're going to take those home with you are you?"

"Well either I do them tonight or I'll have to do them tomorrow night, your choice." Wilson was still trying to adjust to House's lighter mocking mood and it was harder than he would have ever expected it to be. He didn't quite understand why House was trying so hard to be…normal but he wasn't going to discourage it in any way. He would just have to figure out why as he went along.

"Holy hell, fine, take those abominations with you but we're watching General Hospital while you're working on that shit."

"That's fine with me. Is your home lab growing new and exotic fungi or do you actually have edible food in the fridge?" He asked as they walked out of his office and down the hall to the elevators.

"You mean there really is no such thing as green eggs and ham?" House fringed shock as they got into the elevator. He groaned and listened quietly as House went on about being lied to as an innocent child and how Dr. Seuss should be sued for trauma.

They had reached the first floor and House was summoning up his playful rant all the while Wilson noticed some of hospital staff actually hiding small smiles behind their charts or trying to contain them if they were actually in conversations. A happy House was always a good sign. He winked at Nurse Brenda as House blocked her way as soon as their paths crossed.

"I've been waiting all day for our sexy romp in the cafeteria! Where have you been? Now I have to go home with Mr. Grumpy Pants and I'm not going to get any today!" House practically whined at her. She stole a quick look to the right and left before leaning towards House a little bit.

"Mom's mad she says I'm grounded for a week. She says it has to do with the amount of homework I haven't turned in. Can you talk to her for me?" Nurse Brenda batted her eyelashes playfully at House. House pretended to muse over it before he sighed dramatically.

"Sorry honey Mommy's going to find something horrible for me to do, like Clinic." Nurse Brenda pouted playfully. "But I'll take a rain check." They smiled as Nurse Brenda left to go rule her domain and they walked towards the front door.

"Hey G-man!" House paused and he noticed some guy trotting his way towards them. He paused and glanced at House for an explanation. While the guy caught his breath he gave House an air hug which House stood still for.

"Uh, Crandall what are you doing here?" House asked as Wilson directed his attention back to the new guy.

"I came up for a visit, Leona's off hanging out with some of her friends this week. School starts next week for her so I shot up here to see how you were doing." Wilson was dumbfounded. House actually had a friend with a kid or was this guy dating a college girl? Crandall glanced at him and House got the message.

"Sorry Wilson, Crandall-Crandall, Wilson. We met in college." House offered.

"Are you off or what?" Crandall asked as House glanced back at Crandall.

"Yeah." Unwilling to make this conversation anymore uncomfortable for House Wilson decided to bow out.

"I'll bring the rest of the files later on. Nice meeting you Crandall." He said as he extended his hand. Crandall shook it and he noticed that the guy was still jumpy. It didn't make sense for someone to still be this wired, especially if you were looking for someone. He just hoped this guy wasn't on drugs. That's all he needed a junkie around House.

He had just made it to his car when he got a text message from House. It read: I wasn't expecting to ever see him again. We're going for drinks at the nearest restaurant/bar around here. I promise you I won't touch the stuff and I'll be home A.S.A.P. He sighed and felt his stomach tensing up, god. House didn't need to go cold turkey.

He hit the reply button and typed in: Have a damned drink House be a normal human being for once. I'll be at your place doing your paperwork. Please eat something! Take your time-socialize damn it! If you get hammered call a damn cab and let me know so I can be ready with the guy's money. See you later.

House replied an okay as he rolled down the window to let the stale air out of the car. His stomach felt queasy and the fresh air did nothing whatsoever to settle it.

To Be Continued.