A/N: Wow, thanks for all the reviews. This is another short chapter, just some filler while I figure out where this story might go. I promise more soon! R&R!!
Chapter 2
House sat quietly in his office, tossing his red tennis ball back and forth. His patient was diagnosed, and all was well with the world. Okay, that was total b.s., but it was quiet. House was looking at the TV, although it was not on. He was thinking about Wilson.
Funny how he knew all that stuff about saints and heaven and God. For a Jewish guy, he sure knew a lot about Christianity. House pondered this little anomaly. It was just one of many that had begun to bother him lately about his friend. There seemed to be so many things that just couldn't be explained, even if he was as emotionally screwed up as House suspected.
Why did he know all that stuff? House thought back and came up empty. His first two ex-wives had been Jewish. His latest wife was a Christian, Presbyterian, House remembered from the service he'd had to sit through. But his marriage to her had lasted barely two years, hardly long enough for Wilson to get that much of an education in Christianity. If anything, it had seemed to House the other way around, with them both just agreeing to respect each other's holidays without a lot of fuss.
And what was this whole thing with him and Grace? I mean, the guy was emotionally crippled for sure, but sleeping with, living with a patient? That was just stupid. And Wilson was anything but stupid. It made no sense, even for him. What was worse, Wilson had been lying to him about it and he couldn't tell. Wilson was right, that was what really pissed him off about it.
After a brief talk with Chase, House gathered up his things and left his office. He and Wilson made their way out. Wilson told him Grace was going to Italy and he was moving out.
"Are you moving back in with me?" House asked.
"I'm not sure that's the best idea," Wilson answered.
"But we're okay," House stated, gesturing between them.
"House you are," Wilson paused, "as God made you." He walked away and left House to his thoughts.
House thought about what Wilson had said upstairs before they left. Something about being able to believe in something and still failing to live up to it. He wondered what Wilson, boy wonder oncologist, kind to children and puppies, thought he wasn't living up to. Interesting.