Title: Save The Best For Last (Chapter 1 - revised)
Pairing: W/C, H/OC
Warnings: Spoilers through the end of Season 1
Summary: "Sometimes the very thing you're looking for is the one thing you can't see."
Disclaimer: Don't own "House, M.D." or any characters, locations or other things related to it. The title and summary are from the Vanessa Williams song "Save the Best for Last" Also, some of this dialogue is a direct quote from the show and therefore not mine. Just borrowing it for a little while.

Notes: Ok people, I'm back. I want to thank those of you who encouraged me to bring this story back, especially "sizz". You're the best. Now, to anyone who has not read this story, I'm going to point out a few things. This story is Wilson/Cameron, NOT House/Cameron. If that bothers you, you should stop reading now. I have revised the first three chapters and posted a new chapter four. Hope you all like. Please read and review. All reviews and comments are welcome. :)

Chapter 1 – The Beginning

The first time Wilson saw Cameron, she was walking through the front doors; he thought she was the most beautiful woman he'd ever seen. The next time he saw her, she was sitting at the table in the conference room adjoined to House's office. 'Must be part of his new team.' He thought and sighed softly. 'Doesn't matter anyway, I'm married.' And no matter what House said, Wilson's only mistress was his career.

As Wilson watched over the first few months, the most unexpected thing happened. Cameron developed a crush on House. Over the months, he watched as she tried, to no avail, to show House what she felt for him. There were times when Wilson was so sure that House returned her feelings, but as he continued to deny it, Wilson decided that maybe House really didn't feel anything but friendship for the young woman.

When she quit, Wilson was devastated. She had become the bright spot in his somewhat bleak existence. He watched as even House become more withdrawn again. Whatever the nature of House's feelings for Cameron, there was no denying he missed her presence. Wilson openly encouraged House to get her back, though he didn't think it would actually happen.

So, when Wilson found out that Cameron was going to come back, he was more than a little happy. And upon finding out about her condition for returning, he was surprised at her boldness. Forcing House to take her on a date. 'Well, this should be interesting.' If he was honest with himself, he was extremely jealous.

The more Wilson thought about the impending date between House and Cameron, the more he began to hate the idea. He decided to talk to her.

Cameron was sitting at her desk when Wilson entered Diagnostics through House's office. She looked up and gave him a small smile.

Wilson was a little nervous; she always did that to him and what he was about to say just made it worse. "Hi. Are you, uh, can we talk?"

Cameron rolled her eyes, but looked up at him. She liked Wilson. He was a nice guy, but she was getting really tired of everyone trying to warn her off House. "Gee, I wonder what this is going to be about."

Wilson smiled a little. That sarcasm, sometimes she was more like House than he realized. "I just want to make sure no one gets hurt."

Cameron sighed, 'Here we go.' She gave the usual answer tiredly. "I will be fine. Everybody's acting like I'm going out with Jack the Ripper."

Wilson shook his head. "Oh, it's not you I'm worried about." Cameron stared at him like he'd grown a second head. "It's been a long time since he opened up to someone, and I… you better be absolutely sure you want this because if he opens up again and gets hurt, I don't think there's going to be a next time." His voice was a little sterner than he'd meant it to be. He wanted to warn her, not scare her off completely, right? 'Yeah right.'

Cameron's expression was pure surprise. 'Well, this is unexpected.' "You're worried I'm going to break his heart?"

Wilson shrugged and left the room; there wasn't really anymore he could say. He was afraid if he tried he'd do something stupid, like ask her to go out with him instead. 'What's wrong with me?' He took several deep breaths and pulled himself together. 'You're married, unhappily sure, but married.' And that was all he allowed himself to think on that subject.

Later at House's place, Wilson watched him getting ready. He could see how nervous his friend was, and Wilson tried to hide his own feelings and just be supportive of House.

Wilson watched from the couch as House was fighting with his tie. "The wide side's too short. You're gonna look like Lou Costello."

House grumbled as he fixed the tie "This is a mistake. I don't know how to have casual conversation. You think you're talking about one thing, and either you are and it's incredibly boring, or you're not because it's subtext and you need a decoder ring."

Wilson started offering advice, though he had a feeling it fell on deaf ears. "Open doors for her, help her with her chair…"

House rolled his eyes. "I have been on a date."

"Uh, not since disco died. Comment on her shoes, her earrings, and then move on to D.H.A. Her dreams, hopes and aspirations. Trust me. Panty-peeler. Oh, and if you need condoms, I've got some." Though the thought of House actually touching Cameron made Wilson want to hit something.

"Did your wife give them to you?"

Wilson didn't rise to the bait. He knew House was lashing out because he was nervous and agitated. "Drug rep. They've got antibiotics built in, somehow."

"I should cancel. I've got a patient in surgery tomorrow." House moved to the kitchen.

Wilson rolled his eyes. "And if you were a surgeon, that would actually matter. That's a good idea, settle your nerves. Get me a beer, too."

House was staring into the refrigerator. "No beer."

Wilson rose from the couch. "You're gonna eat before dinner?" He watched as House reached in and pulled out a corsage.

House wouldn't meet his eyes. "This is pretty lame, right?"

Wilson smiled at him. "I think she likes lame." Inside his head, he was screaming at himself. 'A corsage! He bought her a corsage! What the hell does that mean?' Wilson didn't want to think about that.

Despite Wilson's best efforts, he couldn't get any real details out of House the next day. He had a feeling that the date had not gone well, but he had nothing concrete to back that up.

Then Stacy showed up and turned their world upside down.

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Cameron was dying inside. 'Why did she have to show up now?'

After hearing House talk about his case the other day, she felt she understood why he was so hell-bent on pushing her away. He'd been betrayed before by the woman who was supposed to love him. It didn't matter that what Stacy had done had probably saved his life; for House that wasn't the point. Even Cameron knew that. Of course, maybe Stacy had known it too. Maybe she had made the decision even knowing that it would be the end of their relationship. How much must you love someone to make a decision in their best interest knowing that you will lose them forever?

Cameron shook her head. 'Doesn't matter. She shouldn't have done it.' She was trying to convince herself to hate this woman. The fact that Stacy had known House in a capacity that Cameron feared she never would, made it easy; the fact that Stacy had probably saved his life, made it harder.

And now suddenly she was standing in the lab face to face with the woman that had walked out on House.

"You like him don't you?" Stacy asked with a small knowing smile.

"We went on one date. It didn't go very well." Cameron admitted.

Stacy nodded. "Neither did our first date. A week later I moved in."

'A week!' Cameron thought about this for a second. "What was he like then?"

Stacy thought briefly. "Pretty much the same as he is now."

After Stacy had gone, Cameron was still thinking about what she'd said. Suddenly, she had a new found hope that maybe he wasn't lost to her after all.

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Wilson was walking by the lab, when he saw Stacy walk out of one. Curious to see who she had been talking to, he cautiously approached the lab. If it had been House, he may not be in a good mood. Then he saw Cameron, crouched over a microscope, checking slides.

"Knock, knock." He said as he entered the lab.

Cameron looked up and smiled as she saw Wilson leaning against the doorframe. "Hi."

He smiled back. "How's the case going?"

She half-shrugged. "Not great. We still don't know for sure what's hurting him."

He nodded. "Well, I'm sure you'll figure it out. If nothing else, House is a great diagnostician. He almost always solves the puzzle."

She nodded. "He's a brilliant doctor. That's what brought me here." 'Yet not necessarily all that's keeping me here.' She thought with another small smile.

"Well, I guess I should let you get back to work." He left the lab quickly.

He suddenly couldn't face her anymore; he had seen a light in her eyes that he knew was all for House. It hit him suddenly. It didn't matter that House didn't return her feelings; Cameron still had feelings for him. And Wilson could do nothing but stand back and watch it all come down.