CHAPTER 1 – The Wedding
"Move, cripple coming through, move. I said GET OUT OF MY WAY!!"
House pushed through a young couple, who were holding hands and hurriedly finding their allocated seat, for the wedding was to start in a few minutes. They glanced at him with disgust, and walked off towards the other side of seats, which were laid out in rows and columns.
House walked up to the front of the stage, where the priest and Wilson stood. Wilson glared at House, and House walked towards him. "Sorry, I lost the ring down the sink while I was shaving this morning." He said in a serious tone.
Wilson looked at him in shock. "Are you serious?? House, what are we supposed to do then!!" He said, whispering loudly.
House pulled his hand in his pocket, and pulled out an engagement ring. Smiling he spoke again. "Got you!! You so fell for it!!"
Wilson rolled his eyes. "That wasn't funny, House." He said, as the music started and the bridesmaids started walking down the aisle. Panicking, Wilson continued. "Now get back to your spot, they're starting!!"
House reluctantly walked back to his spot behind Wilson. As the bridesmaid continued to walk down the aisle, House popped his head beside Wilson's, and spoke again. "Come on, admit it, you did fall for it!!"
Wilson didn't move. "House, let's talk about it later. I'm getting married now!!"
House rolled his eyes and returned back to his spot. As the bridesmaid reached where they were, she turned to the left side, the opposite of where Wilson and House were standing.
House moved his head beside Wilson's again. "Hey, why isn't Cameron a bridesmaid??" He asked, in a rude, but confused manner.
Wilson sighed. "She didn't want to. Now can you just shut up... oh look, Lisa's coming!!" He said, now completely indulged at looking at the bride.
Lisa walked down the aisle, smiling sweetly as the family and friends stood and whispered to each other, smiling and looking intently at her. She was wearing a puffy white dress, which had skinny straps, and a veil over her face.
Wilson smiled at Lisa, as she walked closer to where Wilson was standing. As she moved closer to him, he could notice tears of joy in her eyes. As they both met on the stage, they both hugged, and Wilson whispered in her ear, "You look beautiful."
Lisa smiled. "Thank you", she whispered as they stood and waited for the priest to speak. Clearing his throat, the priest started.
"We gather you all here today, for the wedding of Lisa Cuddy and James Wilson. We are here to unite two as one." He said, smiling at both Cuddy and Wilson.
Cuddy and Wilson were holding hands, and smiling at each other. It was obvious that they loved each other, and were so excited about this day.
The priest then continued. "Now, exchange of rings." He said, as House perked up, knowing it was his turn to shine.
Pulling the ring out of his pocket, he walked to the two of them, and handed Wilson the ring. Wilson smiled in thanks to House, and House obediently walked back to his allocated spot behind Wilson.
Wilson placed the ring on Cuddy's finger. Taking a deep breath, he spoke his vows. "Since the day you hired me, I've loved you Lisa. It's just something about you; you're beautiful face, your deep eyes, your pretty smile..." Wilson smiled at Lisa, who was still crying with love and happiness. He then continued. ".. And most of all, your voice, when you say "I love you" to me." He said warmly.
At that point, Cuddy cried even harder. As the bridesmaid brought the ring and handed it to Cuddy, Wilson noticed his own tears were falling down his face.
Cuddy placed the ring on Wilson's hand. Speaking softly, she said her own vows to him. "James, there is only one word that I can describe about the two of us being together: perfect. I love you." She said, not taking her eyes off Wilson's.
Several viewers of the wedding were wiping their eyes, some crying hard, some smiling in happiness. House simply shrugged at their sappy comments to each other. It was nothing new, they had done it since they had started going out.
The priest continued. "Ok, now. Do you, James Wilson, take Lisa Cuddy to be your lawfully wedded wife, through sickness and through health??" He asked, and Wilson nodded.
"I do", he said lovingly.
"Do you, Lisa Cuddy, take James Wilson to be your lawfully wedded husband, through sickness and through health??" He said, watching intently at the soon-to-be newlywed husband and wife.
"I do", Cuddy said, smiling at Wilson.
"You may kiss the bride." He said, as Wilson lifted Cuddy's veil. Smiling at each other, Wilson wiped the tears from Cuddy's eyes, and they kissed passionately.
Everyone stood up and clapped happily, applauding the newlywed couple. As soon as Wilson and Cuddy parted from their kiss, they hugged, and held hands as they ran back down the aisle and towards reception.
Cameron and Chase stood beside each other, both holding their own glass of champagne. They were talking about the wedding, how beautiful it was, until Cuddy walked up to them.
"Hey guys!! I'm so glad you could come!!" She said, giving Chase a hug, then walking to Cameron and giving her a friendly hug too.
Chase laughed. "We wouldn't miss our boss' wedding for anything!!" He said, and Cameron nodded in agreement. "Also Wilson, he's our other boss' best friend!!" She added on.
Cuddy smiled. "Well it's great you're here!! Anyways, I have to go introduce my family to James' family, talk later!!" She said hurriedly, as she walked off to another group of people, assumedly her and Wilson's family.
"Well it's great that they're both together." Cameron said, thinking of something to say that was related to Cuddy's sudden interference.
"Yeh, it is. They're great for each other." Chase replied, taking a sip of his champagne.
Before they could continue with their conversation beforehand, House walked up to the two of them. "Hey you lot, get out of my way, your blocking the table with the food." He said, pushing past them and filling his plate with food.
Cameron rolled her eyes as her and Chase both moved away from House. A few seconds later, he walked back up to the, eating a piece of chicken.
"So, you two thinking of getting married?? Because seriously, if you're going to have food, try more of a variety. All that they have here is chicken, salad, and some weird Greek and Italian stuff I'm too scared to eat." House said, finishing off the piece of chicken leg and aiming to chuck it in the bin behind Chase, but it hit him in the head.
Chase sighed as he rubbed his head. He then picked up the chicken leg and threw it in the bin.
"What a goal!!" House said, as he started chewing on a piece of chicken breast.
Chase sighed. "I think it's a bit to early for Cameron and me to start thinking about getting married." He said quietly, as Cameron looked at him in shock.
"Chase, we've been dating for two years now!! You would think we would be considering it, wouldn't you??" Cameron said, slightly aggravated.
"Ooh, Chase you're getting the hulk mad, you know what she can turn into when she gets angry." House said, finishing his piece of chicken breast and throwing it past Chase.
This time Chase was ready for it and dodged the piece of flying chicken, which were only inches away from hitting him in the forehead. "Dammit, that was supposed to hit you again." House said, slightly disappointed, as he started on his steak.
"Cameron, look I would marry you, but I just haven't thought about it. Wouldn't we get sick of each other, living together, and working together??" Chase said, trying to explain to Cameron.
It wasn't working. Cameron glared at Chase angrily. "If you loved me, you wouldn't ever get sick of me." She said, as House watched intently at the drama playing in front of him.
Cameron merely turned around and headed towards the front of the wedding reception. "Cameron, come back." Chase said, grabbing her arm before she could walk away.
"Get off me you b.a.s.t.a.r.d." She said, as she let go of his grip and walked off. She walked a few steps, and then turned around. "By the way, it's over." She said angrily, but loudly, which caught attention to the people around them.
Glaring at the people watching her, she turned back around. As she did though, she bumped into someone. Her champagne glass tipped over the person, and by the time she noticed what was happening, the person was on the floor, covered in champagne.
"Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry", Cameron said, pulling out her hand to help the person up. Noticing it was a man; the man took Cameron's hand and was helped up by her.
The guy was just above Cameron's height, with dark brown hair and deep green eyes. He wiped his black suit with a cloth in the top pocket of his suit, and then finally took a glance at the person who had tipped champagne on him.
"That's fine, it should come out." He said kindly, smiling at Cameron. Cameron smiled back. "Again, I'm so sorry." She said, as she turned back to the direction she was heading and walked off.
Before she reached the door, Wilson jumped in front of her. "What are you doing, Cameron??" He asked, concerned by her angry face and her manner while she had stormed off from the reception.
Cameron glanced at Wilson. "I'm going, congratulations on your wedding anyway. It was beautiful." She said, trying to change the subject.
Wilson smiled. "Thank you. You don't have to leave now, the receptions just started!!" He said, changing back to his concerned face.
Cameron smiled at Wilson friendly. "I would stay, but I have to go somewhere." She said, turning away from Wilson and leaving the reception.
Wilson merely left her to go; he didn't want to fight with anyone on his wedding day. Confused, he shrugged and walked back towards the reception.
Cameron walked towards her car, unlocked it, and opened the door. Sitting in the driver's seat, she closed the door and leant on the wheel. Breaking out in tears, Cameron remembered her fight with Chase that had happened just a few minutes ago.
Chase was one of the men she had loved. He was kind, loving, sexy, and handsome and was always there for her. Why didn't he think a long term commitment to her was good though??
Realising he wasn't worth it; Cameron shrugged it off and turned on her car. Wiping her tears away, she headed back home, where she would go and drink a bottle or two of red wine. Maybe that would make her feel better.