"You can't go back to practicing medicine, you wasted your life." Wilson said to House, surprised.
"We have 5 months. What do you want to do?" House asked.
"We can get a few hookers."
"No, I need something interesting!"
"Hookers aren't interesting?" Wilson asked
"Not anymore. We need something new, something neither of us has experienced before."
"We could be gay." Wilson joked.
"You haven't experienced that yet? You've been single for how long? I only assumed..." House smirked.
The two ended up going to a bar and each left with a girl. "Question…" House asked, "Who's going to pay for our rooms?"
"That's easy, I'm dying so what's the money worth to me anyways?" Wilson said.
"Good Point. Let's meet in the lobby when were done." House said and started to walk to his room with the tall blonde haired, blue eyed girl.
"You know I can't finish as fast as you!" Wilson chuckled.
"Hey my hookers still stayed for the whole hour!" House said and winked.
House and his girl went to their room. The tall blonde started to pull his shirt off. House looked down at her chest and then looked away. The girl didn't notice anything; continued to pull his shirt off and put her lips to his chest. She slowly moved her lips to his and kissed him. House just stood there looking in her eyes as she pushed him onto the couch.
"Wait!" House shouted.
"What's wrong?" The cute tall blonde asked.
"Ha Ha Just kidding, Keep going."
When they were finished the girl asked. "What are you going to do when Wilson gets worse?"
"I don't want to talk about that." He said firmly.
"You're going to need a family of your own when he's gone." She said then kissed his cheek.
"I said I don't want to talk about it!" He shouted. "It's time for me to go. I'm sorry." House walked to the lobby which was a giant room with a few coffee tables and foldable chairs. Of course they were all folded and put away for the night, so he found a posture ball to sit on.
When Wilson walked into the room with the girl she started to push herself on him. She was a short dark haired girl with dark eyes and a darker skin color. "I'm sorry….. I shouldn't have brought you here."
"Why not? Am I not as pretty as the other girl?" She asked.
"No, it's not that, you're gorgeous! It's just I have a lot on my mind and I can't help but to feel guilty."
"Is it about House?" She asked. "He sure is cute! I mean for you anyways."
"Nooo! We're not… uhm… we're not gay!" Wilson said, not knowing how to put what he was about to say in words.
"I want House to be happy when I'm gone, But how can I do that being gone?" He asked.
"You should talk to him, maybe he should start a family of his own."
"House is not the talking type…. Or the family type."
"Well you only have 5 months. Your time is getting shorter by the second. I wouldn't waste any more time." She told him.
"You're right, I have to go. Thank You." He started to walk out the door.
"Hey." She said. Wilson turned. "If there's another night when you aren't feeling so guilty, hit me up!" she said in a cute voice.
He nodded then walked to the lobby and saw House bouncing on the posture ball and tapping his cane on the floor.
"Okay, it was a little short." House said.
"You mean in a measurement of time or length?" Wilson asked and the both laughed.
"Listen, I need to talk to you about when I'm Gone..."
"Shut Up!" House interrupted. "I mean it Wilson, I don't want to hear one of your cry baby sob stories! Save it and if that's all you want to talk about, then shut the hell up!
"If you don't want to talk about reality, then I don't want to talk to you for the rest of my life." Wilson said and stormed away.
"You say that as if you had a lot of time left!" House yelled back.
Many thoughts started to go through House's head. Now what? I'm dead to everyone else, and I might as well be dead to Wilson. It's not like time is on my side to fix this.
