"You may kiss the bride," The priest said.
Wilson didn't think this day would ever come.
The bride smiled as her veil was lifted. Their lips met and everyone cheered. "You call that a kiss?" She joked in his ear.
He found this to be the moment to woo her. He dipped her into a heated passionate kiss. Everyone present cheered.
"Much better." She smiled from ear to ear.
"I would like to be the first to introduce Gregory and Ilizabeth House. May you both go forth from this day with love."
The two walked down the aisle. She stood on his left so they could hold hands as they walked.
The wedding had been small only House's parents, Wilson, Izzy's parents, and her sister (who was her maid of honor).
House hadn't even told his team about Izzy. To him, his personal life was just that HIS personal life. Not theirs. No need to involve the outside world in it.
The two of them left for Vegas where they had decided to spend their honeymoon. Two weeks in the city of sin no longer living in sin.
Izzy was perfect for House, just as cynical and sarcastic. Though she was nicer and more people liked her. She was one of the few people in this world who could possible stand a life with House because they had so much in common. She was an oncologist at University Medical. Wilson had met her at a conference and decided that he should introduce her to House.
Ever since their relationship started the two had fallen deeper and deeper in love. A love that House had thought he was incapable of producing since Stacy. The more he was with Izzy, Wilson realized the less he used vicodin to treat the chronic pain in his leg. The less he was mean to his team. The less he was unwilling to do his job correctly, including clinic hours. The less lawsuits against him.
Wilson knew this was a perfect match and prided himself for it.
Two weeks past and House and Izzy returned from their trip. Wilson was in charge of informing the hospital that he would not be in. As well Wilson stepped in to help House's team with their cases.
House walked back into the hospital, for once he was happy and nothing was going to change that… not even…
"Where in God's name have you been?" Cuddy's voice pierced through the corridor.
"Nice to see you too. Did you miss me?"
"You better have a good excuse."
"I've got a doctor's note will that do?" House asked sarcastically.
A small vacation from House was not always a bad thing. Cuddy was also well rested having him away for a little while.
"House, I'm serious. It's been two weeks. What happened?"
"Family emergency." House reached the elevator.
"Why didn't you call?"
"Wilson was supposed to… I'm sorry."
Cuddy was so shocked by his seemingly genuine apology. "Your team will be glad to see you. Wilson's handwriting had gotten more the none complaint." Cuddy left him.
"Good morning camper." House said as he walked into the conference room. Cameron was smiling from ear to ear when she saw her boss return.
The other two were confused by his presence.
"So any good cases?" House asked setting his bag down.
Life in the Diagnostics Department went on like normal… For now…