My second childhood or Second Chance---chapter 1 realization
House couldn't stand when Wilson wouldn't talk to him. Wilson had been his only confident for years and never failed to be there for him when no one else would. House would never admit this of course but deep inside he knew it.
Wilson had been his conscience and in some instances thwarted him to keep him from hurting himself.
However strongly he felt about Wilson he couldn't bring himself to talk to him his pride kept him from doing so. Until........
House found himself awakened in Wilson's car on his way to his fathers funeral. He finally felt like there was hope for a reunification even though Wilson assured him he was only going for his mother's sake.
House had gone through the funeral and Wilson paying for a window then the diner meal afterwards and finally felt life would be back to normal. However it still wasn't the same.
Wilson was still different almost disappointed in him and House for some reason felt worse about this than he did when Wilson just ignored him.
He was not going to talk to him about this not House he couldn't but he didn't have to wait very long for Wilson to confront him with it.
Wilson was at his desk diligently working on reestablishing himself at PPTH when House entered plopping himself in the chair and snatching a bite of a sandwich Wilson had left on the desk.
"Oh God, House said as he threw the sandwich down staring blankly at Wilson. You eat this shit".
Wilson simply gave an exasperated huff and said "well if you don't like other peoples food House don't eat other peoples food, get your own."
Wilson threw his pen down and said "what do you want now?"
House was thrown off by this reaction usually Wilson said something witty and realized that House was only kidding about the sandwich he said in his best imitation of a 13 year old "Geez are you on the rag or what."
Wilson stood up and walked to the door House stood up to follow him in an attempt to torment him as he walked through the hospital. However,Wilson merely shut the door and locked it then proceeded to pull the shades. House looked dumb founded for once in his life and said
"what are we going into the cone of secrecy to talk about your premenstrual mood swings."
Wilson calmly stated "No we are going to have a calm private conversation about your inability to act like an adult and what to do about it."
House scoffed "What do you plan to do about it Mommy Dearest."
Wilson ignored House's typical sarcasm and simply stated "you need to relearn how to behave and have a chance to emotionally grow House"
House looked dumbfounded again for the second time in his life "wha" was all he could get out.
Wilson sensed his shock and once again calmly stated "listen you had a worthless father who abused you physically and emotionally and I want to help you stop it from continuing to ruin your life"
House sat motionless piercing blue eyes staring at Wilson as though he was an insane man with a gun pointed at him.
House stood shaking from head to toe and silently left the room. He had never discussed his childhood much with anyone but Wilson knew it all either from his drunken ramblings or hearsay.
Wilson was afraid he had scared House off and that he would never get him to listen to his idea to help him. He had noticed House's almost possessive jealousy when he was involved with anyone besides himself. Then when Cuddy was going to adopt his reaction was nearly the same it was then that he came to the realization that he was House's father and Cuddy was his mother. He contrived that the ducklings were probably younger brothers and sisters in Houses mind. Of course House wasn't aware that he was doing this of course or at least Wilson didn't think so but never the less his best friend was on his way to destruction and it was because he was emotionally 6 years old or less. Wilson vowed to see House that night at his apartment and discuss what happened that day but he wanted to talk to some professionals about this before he discussed his idea with House.
