Wilson's Turn

Chapter 2

"Cause I was hoping that you'd call…

Now you're surprised that I'm pissed…

And it's not ok and it's not alright

You can't fool me so don't even try."

- Please don't do this, Plain White T's

Part 1

Wilson woke up tired, for his mind was swimming all night and wouldn't stop thinking about the news he received that night. In a mood that was uncharacteristic of Wilson he came into work and went straight to his office, he avoided everyone on his way there. He still didn't know what to think or do. Now he had appointments to schedule, work to get off and he still needed to tell House. He really needed to clear his mind last night and was still pissed that House, again, ignored his message and left him by himself, as he always did. He had just settled into his office, behind the mounds of paperwork he had to start that morning when House waltzed in.

"Morning Jimmy."

"Yeah."

"What's wrong?"

"You really want to know?"

"If I didn't want to know then I wouldn't have asked."

"I needed you last night and you didn't call me back, like always. The one time, one time, when I needed you, really did and you did what you always do. You weren't there."

"Why didn't you call me again if it was so important? I got it, but didn't want to call back because it was late."

"Next time, call. I don't care how late it is."

"Come over tonight, it's obviously still as important as it was last night, so come over, I'm all ears."

"Yeah, I'll talk to you later."

House left and he was still mad. He was so confused as to what he was going to do, and busy trying to figure out the answer to a question that had no answer, why did this happen to him? Talk about irony at its best. With his still mixed emotions he threw himself into his work for the day, hoping that the pain of others would distract him from his for a few hours. He hadn't figured out how he would tell House, where he would start or what he would say exactly, but he wasn't going to spend his day deciding that. Once they brought up the subject he would just delve into it and spill his guts. He didn't know where he would end up emotionally or how House would take it but he needed to know before Wilson got too far into treating it. He just hoped that House wouldn't corner him into telling him what was going on before they got together tonight, he couldn't handle telling him during the work day, for when he tells him Wilson will come to the realization that all this is really happening to him, and he doesn't know how he will take it. He doesn't need the whole building to see him and his actions when he does in fact become fully aware of what's going on and it all sounds real for the first time.

Part 2

As he left he knew that this whole thing was going to bug him all day long. Curiosity would be the death of him and he knew it. He also knew that he couldn't ask Wilson about what he needed to tell him unless Wilson brought it up. The whole way he was acting both last night and today told him that Wilson was very confused and feeling a whole slew of emotions, House had known him for a long time, and knew when not to bother Wilson. He hoped that Wilson knew when to leave him alone, but he always seemed to bug him when he didn't want to be bothered.

A new case arrived which helped keep his mind off of Wilson for the day, but he was always burning on the back burner and House would zone out periodically, deep in thought about Wilson's situation, or at least what he thought it possibly could be.

"House?" Cameron was interrupting his thought process.

"Yeah?"

"What do you think we should do about the case?"

"Uh, considering I really wasn't listening, do what ever you guys think you should do, but if he dies because you did it don't look at me."

The team left a little confused at House's response but House liked it when they were confused, he had more power over them when they were.

He decided to leave a little early in case Wilson got out early and wanted or needed to come over straight away. Before he left he stopped by Wilson's office, he wasn't there but House left him a note saying he was leaving early and that he could come by when ever he wanted to. That he would be there all night and ready to listen when he was ready to talk. House made sure his cell was on and went to the store before arriving home for the night. He picked up a few things he thought they might need as they always did; beer, chips, soda, pizza were the usual necessities. He opened a beer and turned on some movie that he had recorded but wasn't really watching it. He was just waiting for Wilson to show. He really felt bad that he wasn't there when he needed him; he defiantly needed to put that on the list of friend qualities he needed to obtain if this friendship was going to stay in existence. Both men needed this friendship more than anything and House was about to find out just how much it was needed. As he was making a mental list of qualities he needed in order to stay friends with Wilson, he heard a familiar knock at the door. Knowing that it was Wilson he responded with, "Since when do you knock?" He knew that Wilson probably would hate him and take it out on him later for the sarcasm but he couldn't resist. Wilson opened the door as House stood up to open the door for him.