Chapter 2
Wilson looked up from his desk as his office door flew open and banged against the wall. House limped in and ignoring the patient sitting opposite of Wilson said,
"Did you know that tank ass hired someone to be the co-director of my team?"
"House I have a patient." Wilson said pointedly.
"Then she can practice some patience and wait till our conversation is over." Wilson sighed and turned to the woman sitting across from him.
"Mary, if you could excuse me one moment please, I'll be right back." The woman nodded confusingly and watched Wilson stand up and lead House out of the room.
"You need to stop barging in like that. It upsets my patients and I can't get my work done."
"Oh she didn't mind. It probably made her day seeing such a fine specimen of studliness like me." Wilson gave House an annoyed look and asked, "So what do you want."
"What I want is to know if my supposed friend knew that Cuddy was hiring someone knew for my team and if he did, why he failed to tell me about it. I thought we were brothers at arms, comrades, amigos against the intolerant rule of women. I thought you understood bros before ho's man. Now talk."
Wilson sighed. "Cuddy told me about Dr. Harrington's impressive resume and that she was looking for a transfer. Cuddy has every right to make decisions that are beneficial to the hospital. It's part of her job. At least she does her job."
"I could do my job if I didn't have her butting in all the time and taking away all my fun but I guess with an ass as rotund as hers, it's hard not to butt in."
"I have to get back to my patient. Go back to your office, fiddle with your guitar, bounce your ball around, make fun of your team, whatever it is that you do instead of actual work and get over this. I'll talk with you later." Wilson gave one last look at House and walked back into his office, softly closing the door. House looked at the closed door for a moment, popped a vicodin and then turned around and started back to his office.