Title: Lunch With Coma Guy
Rating T
Summary House and Wilson are eating lunch in Coma Guy's room and are watching TV Just a Drabble funny no pairings
"House, you know you can't hide from Cuddy forever." Wilson walked into Room number 2134 to find House leaning back in a chair with his lunch on an over-the-bed table pulled to him. "Well at least you don't have you food on him today."
"Shut up, I'm trying to watch." House pointed at the television. There was a baseball game on. When Wilson saw this he came in and sat on the other side of Coma guys bed.
"You know she wanted you in the clinic like hours ago." Wilson asked when the game went to commercials.
"Well she is just going to have to forget about her sexual fantasies until this game is over." House took a bite of his sandwich.
"Why don't you just do what she ask you to do?" Wilson reached over and stole the potato chip bag before House could move it out of his reach.
"Where's the fun in that?"
Wilson sighed and leaned back in his seat with his feet propped up on the side of the bed, as the game came back on.
Soon the game was interrupted by the sounds of Coma Guy's monitors beeping. Coma Guy opened his eyes and was frantically pulling at the tubes which were in his mouth assisting him in his breathing.
House and Wilson looked shocked at each other.
"Hold on," Wilson instructed the Not in A Coma Guy as he disabled the monitor and started removing the tubes. "What did you give him."
"Him? Nothing." House wasn't surprise that Wilson asked though. He was known for experimenting drugs and he even woke Vegetative State Guy up. "Not recently at least."
"What the hell is going on?" The up until recently Coma Guy asked breathlessly.
"Uh, you were in a coma, for…" Wilson reached for the clip board at the foot of his bed. "For the past 12 years. We're going to go get your doctor." Wilson told him and the two of the walked out of the patients room.
"Now who am I going to eat lunch with?" House asked holding his lunch container and walking back to his office.