I'm not English, so it is likely that there are some inconsistencies and / or errors, sorry.
- Six minutes fifty-two seconds. Oh Jimmy, you're so predictable (1)
- Not like you - he berates his friend while sitting in the chair is in front of him - For God's House, what were you thinking?
- You mean just before your coming? In that when you leave I'll have to catch up with the porn movies. You know how put me that new blonde fucking sexy.
- ¿You destroyed Cuddy's house, and you almost run over me by the way, and you still have eggs to joke? - Wilson is altered.
Wilson knew that House rarely took things seriously, but in such a situation, the oncologist mistakenly thought that maybe he would behave differently.
- It was like a movie, huh? I bet you were not expecting.
That itself was a blow to Wilson, who rose from his chair ready to go. After how bad he had to pass Cuddy, how badly he did happen to him, neither deserve this.
- Is that what you wanted, right? Well congratulations, you made House, you've finished aligning the only people who thought you cared - he said trying to stand firm to don't to break right there - I'm so stupid ... - he whispered finally heading for the door, but was quickly stopped by House, who had grabbed the arm from moving.
The younger man turned to him angrily, but see the expression of the nephrologist shook so hard he had to make a big effort to stand.
- Are you okay? I mean the hand, I know that emotionally not much - he told his friend could not directly look into his eyes.
- Not much is an understatement, House - Wilson said as he turned to sit - The hand does not bother me at all, you're the cause of this night has had to take a double dose of antidepressants.
The oncologist sighed heavily and continued:
- You're so self-destructive thought after that maybe ... (2) I don't know, House, now I can only think the worst. I do not know what to do with you - be honest the less.
He did not know what else to do for your friend to stop the misery aside and began to live with little sense of happiness, because the pain of House was also his pain, and did not know how long they could stand it.
- Just don't be far from me - suddenly interrupted his thoughts - not far from me, please.
The oncologist looked surprised at the candid words of his friend who left a bitter taste in the mouth.
- How much? (3) - he finally said after spending several minutes in silence.
The blue-eyed looked slightly surprised but then realized what he meant with that sharp turn in the conversation.
- Twenty thousand dollars.
His young friend took the portfolio of one of his pockets and checked if had leaded the credit card.
- Indeed, I am a fool - was the last thing he said before leaving the room (4) leaving a house with a strange but endearing smile on his face.
Clarifications
(1) This means that just after the hospital notified the police that they had arrested House, Wilson had already occurred running there.
(2) If anyone was not clear, here refers to Wilson feared that House killed himself.
(3) In my fic House has to pay the ravages of Cuddy's house, so Wilson asked how much money you need because if you do not pay House will condemn.
(4) I guess that means they are in that room of the prison where inmates can talk to family and friends in person, without glass separating them, but yes, watched by guards.