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A hand was placed on James Wilson's shoulder. A teary eyed Cameron faced him, and quickly embraced him in a hug.
"It's not your fault." She whispered into his ear.
The oncologist didn't say anything, he just stood there, letting her hug him. He didn't want to move, he didn't want people to feel bad for him. After all, he made friends with dying patients all the time, so why was it so hard to forget about this one?
Ever since the infarction occurred, House was just a dying creature. And honestly, Wilson was probably the only one to know this, but House was just a time bomb, bound to explode at any moment.
"It really isn't" Cameron let go of the tall figure, and Wilson could feel a tear running down his face.
"No, it is." Wilson looked right into hey eyes
"Wilson you can't possib…" Cameron started to talk.
"No! This is my fault. God damn, don't you see don't you know. This is my fault!" Wilson shoved the papers and folders off his desk. "God! If I had been there! If I had been with him, none of this would have happened. I just thought…I don't even know what I thought…" He laid his head down on his desk. Not knowing what to say Cameron left. The brown eyed man cried out loud, 'Why! Why! Why!' is all he could think.
The funeral was beautiful, so beautiful. It seemed to Wilson as if the whole hospital showed up. Even Stacey showed up, and it was obvious that she had been crying.
"Now, Dr. James Wilson would like to say a few words." Wilson stood up and walked up to the stand. A sea of black clothing sat before him. Wilson swallowed and then began:
"Gregory House, a man with so many complications, had such great friends. I think we can all tell by looking at the people who surround us right now, Greg House was loved. He was loved as a son, a grandson, a colleague, but most importantly as a friend, and my best friend. Despite how annoying he could be, Gregory House was the greatest thing that ever happened to me. I know he was there for all of us at least once. I know Greg was the reason I kept from drowning, and I know a lot of you feel the same way. He saved millions of lives; he often acted like his work was nothing, as if he was an unimportant figure to our Earth. But he wasn't, Greg House was more. He was, he was…" Wilson chocked on his tears, but slowly he spoke.
"He was everything"