Hi! This is a sequel to Just Another Broken Hnad. PLEASE REVIEW!

Disclaimer: I own nothing but Megara

"Ouch! DAMNIT!" rang out through the night. Wilson sighed and sat up for what felt like the eighth time.

"What is it, House?" he called out.

"That damn girl! She's in my room!" House called out. Wilson sighed.

"That's her room now, House. We moved you down the hall, remember?" There was a pause.

"Oh yeah…" Wilson got up and looked out into the hallway.

"That girl," House said, pointing into the room with his cane, "Is throwing everything in this apartment off balance. If I have to sit through one more episode of All My Children- OW!" A shampoo bottle had been thrown out House's head from the room he stood outside of.

"SHUT UP!" came Megara's angry voice. She appeared in the doorway and Wilson gulped. She was in a dark purple tank top that stopped before her belly button, and a pair of black lacy boy-short underwear.

"Jesus, you're so fucking annoying!" she continued yelling at House.

"Oh, I'm annoying?" House questioned sarcastically.

"YES YOU!"" Megara shouted back.

"You and all your goddamn sarcasm is getting on my fucking nerves, so just –"

"I'M SICK OF ALL MY CHILDREN!" House thundered.

"WHY CAN'T YOU SEE THAT GENERAL HOSPITAL IS SO MUCH MORE-"

"RETARDED?! IS THAT THE WORD YOU'RE LOOKING-"

"SHUT UP!"Wilson finally intervened.

"Honestly, the fact that you don't like each other over your dislike of soap operas is just stupid!" He sighed.

"Megara, you'll stay with me tonight, and then we'll sort this whole room thing out in the morning, alright?"

"Can we set up a T.V. schdule while we're at it because this douche-"

"Meg." Wilson said, warningly.

Megara and House glared at each other, but nodded. Megara walked into Wilson's room and he shut the door behind her. Megara sat down on Wilson's bed, fuming silently.

'God she's hot when she's angry..,' Wilson thought to himself. He felt 'little Wilson' twitch, but he pushed the thought into the back of his mind.

"Lie down, Meggy." Wilson said softly. Megara sighed and did as she was told. She lay on her stomach; Wilson lay beside her.

"Must you always piss him off?" Wilson asked.

"James, he's-"

"I know. But can you do me a favor? Don't start the fights. And don't finish them either. Okay?"

"Mhm…" Meggy muttered. Meg sat up and straddeled his waist.

"James?"

"Yeah?"

"Sorry for yelling."Wilson smiled.

"Just don't do it again." He said simply. Megara nodded and brushed some hair away from Wilson's eyes. Wind flowed through the open window and pushed the curtains aside; moonlight streamed in. That's when Wilson saw Megara's stomach glinting.

"Meggy?"

"hm?"

"When did you get your belly button pierced?"

"When I was fifteen." Megara said, poking at it. Wilson nodded, reaching out, his hand ghosting over her stomach. Megara let out a soft growl and leaned in, capturing Wilson's lips with her own. Wilson smiled into the kiss, reminding himself to thank House later.

He was with the love of his life. She was here, with him.

And all because of stupid soap operas.

FIN! PLEASE REVIEW! CONSTRUCTIVE CRITICISM IS GREATLY APPRECIATED!