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"Wouldn't it be funny if Gab and Jessica were really lovers? Cause that would mean you and I should be sneaking off too."
Wilson looked to House with a glare, seeing his friend grin innocently. They both stood across the lobby where the elevators lingered, their eyes watching the free clinic for one reason and one reason only.
Jessica and Gab had disappeared behind exam room 4. Normally they would not be that bugged about it, House and Wilson, cause really? House always ditched his hours or even went to hide from everyone in the Exam rooms. But what Gab and Jessica were doing was different.
House noticed off the bat that Gab kept disappearing more then normal, only to return an hour later claiming she was hungry, or had to go bug Jessica, or to get a quick snatch. She even told Greg to 'fuck off' and left him with that but House wasn't completely acceptable. He wanted to know what was going on. She seemed more edgy then normal, she even stopped drinking. That struck him as odd, cause when she was first living with him, she took every glass he offered, but after a month of working along side him, he offered her a glass of whiskey and she passed it, drinking from her soda instead. At first he said it was mood swings, she was a women. But he started noticing more and more things were wrong, like how she stayed up later and later, claiming that she couldn't sleep but when he watched, he could see her nod off while watching their show or start to nod off during the middle of their diagnostics. But when Wilson busted into his office and went out of his way to grab Houses PSP from his hands, he knew...something was wrong.
Wilson soon told him that he was in the middle of a consult with Jessica and one of his cancer patient , delivering their normal bad news and opinions that would help them through, but right when Wilson reached out to touch his patient shoulder, to console her, the door opened and Gab stood there. Her face looked worn out and she looked as thou she was going to drop dead to her back. Wilsons eyes widen at the sight and Jessica turned to frown.
"Sorry Wilson I need to borrow Jessica."
"We're in the middle of a consult House." Jessica stated with a glare, her hands finding their way to her hip. Gab only rolled her eyes, her fingers gripping her cane tightly. "Yeah yeah, sorry lady, you're dieing, woe is you, better luck next time. Now Jess, lets move." The women let out a broken sob causing Jessica to gasp out and reach over to slap Gab in her arm. Wilson was quick to take the women in his arms, his face showing displeasure from Gabs choice of words. "Jessica." He stated calmly. "I can handle the rest, go help Gab." Jessica said a quick, 'sorry' and glared to Gab making her way out and shutting the door.
Once Wilson got the women under control, he watched her leave with a sigh. That was the fourth time this week Gab had slammed her way into his office to pick up Jessica. Something wasn't right. So picking up House, they both set out to find out what was going on between their counterparts.
A nurse relaid that Gab and Jessica had taken up exam room 4 claiming they had an 'appointment.' Wilson had to stop House from going over and slamming the door open, claiming he wanted to catch the lovers 'in the act', but Wilson didn't want to cause a scene... not if they were REALLY doing it...
Time seem to go by slowly, Wilson kept checking his watch and House whistled a steady tune as he sat comfy on the wooden benches along the wall. An hour and a half passed and Wilson saw the door open. He was quick to alert House, letting them both watch the display. Jessica walked out first, her hands brushing her skirts, smoothing it along her rump. She turned and waved her hand, letting Gab appear and she looked normal. Both Wilson and House tilted their head when Gab closed her eyes and spoke to Jessica that only made her friend frown. An act of pure love House figured, for Jessica reached up and placed her hand on Gabs forearm and gave a light squeeze, her eyes covered with warmth. Gab tilted her head down and pressed her forehead into Jessicas own making her friend smile before closing her own eyes.
"Called it." House muttered, Wilson was quick to hush him.
Gab pulled away slowly after that, shaking her head. They talked and Wilson pressed his lips when Jessica pushed a portion of Gabs bangs from her face and pinned them back for her. Jessica said something else that caused Gab to laugh out, leaving her there. Wilson took a step towards them, but House was quick to swear and grab Wilsons arm. With a yank, Wilson yelled out when he was suddenly pulled into one of the opening Elevators, his hand quick to slam the 'close' button. Wilson looked up to him in shock before trying to pull his arm away. "House what has gotten into you?"
"She was heading this way."
"Well good! I want to talk to them about this, they can't keep disappearing on us!"
"Not now." Wilson frowned, feeling the elevator begin to move. "House what are you thinking?" Greg looked away a little before letting out a sigh, his hand letting his friends arm go. "Its no fun to ask them, they will just lie. We need to catch them in the act or better yet, get proof, find out what they are really doing."
"And you figured they are 'doing' each other huh?"
"Does that mean I'm incest if I want to watch my counterpart make out with another women?"
"Only if you want to join."
"You think they would let me?"
"I'm not talking about this."
House opened his mouth to go on but the elevator stopped and slide its doors open, letting Wilson be quick and run from Houses side. If Greg wanted to play detective that's fine, but Wilson was going to find out what was going in his own way.
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It had been four days since House and Wilson watched Jess and Gab exit the exam room and still he wanted to know. House was hell bent on figuring out behind their backs, instead of going up to them and asking them face to face. It seemed Gab had stopped taking Jessica for their hourly exam room but still, it nagged at him and he just had to know.
It was after his rounds that he found Jessica in his office. She stood by the glass door that lead out to the balcony that he shared. She was looking out, chewing idly on her pen. A file held in her grasp. She must of had taken a case. Closing the door, she turned to smile at him.
"James, welcome back. I have a case I need you to look at."
James smiled back at her before taking the folder. Opening it, he looked threw the info all awhile Jessica waited. Flipping the pages, she reached out and picked up one of the picture frames that laid on Wilsons desk with a thick brow raised. Flipping it over, she stared at the photo with a frown as James muttered. "I'm taking this is House case hm?" He looked up to see her holding the photo, her fingers touching the smooth glass surface. Closing it, he walked over to see which picture she stared so strongly at, only to have a sad smile touch his face.
"Who is she?"
"Thats...Amber." Reaching out slowly, he took the frame from her grasp, holding it gently. Amber a devilish smile on her face as her cheek pressed into his own. A muscle gripped his heart but he only sighed, setting it back down.
"Amber?" Jessica asked lightly. He only nodded before muttering, "Yeah, she was my last girlfriend.. She died a couple years ago." From the corner of his eyes, he saw Jessica touch her chin in her gasp before whispering out. "Oh...Oh! She was.... She was my Adam..." He looked over to her with a frown as she gave a sad smile, her left hand reaching out to hug her right forearm, hugging herself lightly. "Amber... looks beautiful, she looks so much like Adam." They staied silent for a moment before he reached out and touched her shoulder. She trembled and took a deep breath, her hand covering her face. He watched tears fall from her tightly closed eyes, her body shaking at her control to keep her sobs down. This hurt him to watch. He would bust down crying as well but he simply took her in his arms and hugged her, pressing his cheek into her hair.
"I miss him." She whispered, making him nod to her words. "I just....I just wish I could of said goodbye." He frowned at that, his hand rubbing her small back lightly. "But you did Jessica, you told him you loved him and you turned off the life support together...Right?" He felt her stiffen a little before slowly pulling away. Looking up, her blood shot eyes stared at him, as if he uttered the impossible. If they were each other, then the same events happened. Right? His Amber died so that meant her Adam died.
"...Right?"
"James... What are you talking about?"
He shock his head, bewildered. "What do you mean, what am I talking about? You woke Adam up and you spent your last moments together before you turned off the life support, thats what I did."
Her eyes widen slowly, she truly looked like she was going to drop to her knees. "You...." She shock her head a little her eyes casting away. "N-No... Adam, my Adam didn't wake up, w-we couldn't find out what was wrong with him in time. The, the disease got to his brain and destroyed the rest of his organs. W-We couldn't save me so I...I pulled the plug.."
James let her go as thou her very skin burned him. He took a step back, his face white. He shock his head, he couldn't believe it. She....She didn't do what he did. "That's not possible. Y-Your suppose to be me, you were suppose to wake him up, YOU were suppose to wake him up!" Jessica turned away from him, her hands covering her face. How could this be?
"James.... Did you find.. what was killing her?"
He looked to her, seeing the plea in her eyes. All these years, Jessica never knew what was killing her lover, she never knew that Adam was killed over a few stupid flu pills.
"Yes..."
"How?"
He looked away then. That part of his past, he wished he didn't remember. It was the mark of the beginning of House and his downfall of friendship and it was months before they picked it back up. But taking a slow breath, he touched the picture frame whispering,
"The last night... When Cuddy was telling me she was going to warm Ambers body back up, I... I paniced. I didn't want her to die. So I went to House and asked him to do the DSB te-"
"You made House do it?"
James looked to her confused, seeing the outrage on her face. "Yes... I asked him to do it. Didn't....Didn't you?"
She looked away then, her bangs brushing along her tear filled eyes.
"No."
His body felt heavy then. With a slump, he sat on his couch, his eyes wide in disbelief. "You.... You didn't ask Gab too..."
Jessica turned away from him then, her hands hugging her arms tightly. She stared out at the glass door, looking towards Houses office on the other side. She shock her head, her face twisted in pain. "No. I still think, to this day, this is one of the reasons she can't sleep."
"Gab.. can't sleep?"
She looked to him sadly. "You know our House... they are light sleepers, but Gab... She doesn't sleep at all, not after that night. She just.. couldn't sleep. I think it was cause she knew she had the answer in her head, she knew if she did the test she could find out what happened and be able to help Adam, but I refused and she had to sit back and watch him die. Not knowing..."
"How is it possible? The body can't function without a full amount of sleep." She closed her eyes, pressing her forehead against the glass. "She... can't sleep alone."
"Why?"
"I-I.....Please dont ask me." she whispered, her shoulder trembling. She turned her face away, letting him stare at the back of her head, at her long thick hair that traced her shaking body. "So... When Gab comes and takes you from my office?"
"I'm watching her sleep."
He frowned and looked down, rolling his fingers threw his hair. All this time, House thought they were lovers, Gab was just sleeping, taking naps while Jessica watched over, keeping her company.
"Jessica... what happened that night?"
He watched her back, a plea in his voice. He wanted to know, what would of happened if he never asked Greg to do that test. He thought about it often, would their friendship gone threw what it did? Would it have made them closer? What would of happened if he refused too?
Jessica let out a deep sigh before she began her story.
"... I remember... it was raining."
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