A/N:I was asked by my boyfriend why House left Charity (Kyla's mother) when he did. So I deceided to intergrate the answer into this chapter. Hence the delay in updating.
Chapter Three: South of Perfection
"Have you forgiven me for defending Wilson?" House asked Charity.
"Greg, I was wrong, but I didn't know that then," Charity admitted.
"It's your fault she grew up without a father," House reminded her.
"I know, Greg," answered Charity.
"I would have called you back, Charity. I would have forgiven you," House said.
"All three of us suffered because of my unwillingness to see what you saw so eqasily, House. You ended up with a woman who left you in your greatest need, I loss the right to be a part of the lives of Sela and Kenneth, and Kyla grew up without knowing who her father was," replied Charity, "but I didn't come here tonight for this, Greg."
"Then why are you here?" demanded House.
"Wilson's fun bags," Charity replied. Then she was gone.
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"Where's House?" Cuddy demanded.
Kyla held up a hand over her eyes, as though a bright penlight was being shined into her eyes.
"What?" Cuddy asked, throughly annonied.
"I thought this was a teaching hospital."
Cuddy rolled her eyes.
"You really are a lot like your father, Kyla."
House poked his head out of Wilson's room at this point, calling, "Hey, Cuddy! You're stealing my daughter's innonnce from her!"
"There you are! How's Wilson?" asked Cuddy.
"Oh, just fine," said House, adding, "I need to order a mammogram."
"A mammogram!!?!!" exclaimed Cuddy.
"For Wilson," replied Kyla with a smirk.
"Why?" demanded Cuddy.
"Because he might have breast cancer," replied House, entirely serious.
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Foreman and Chase had their hands full, making sure no one found out who was really getting a mammogram at three in the afternoon. Cameron and Kyla waited outside the room. House was inside, preparing Wilson for the mammogram.
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Cameron entered House's office, bearing the results of the mammogram.
"House, there's something in the left breast," Cameron said.
"Let me see," House asked as Cuddy stuck into House's office.
Cameron handed him the envelope contained the mamogram. House removed it from the envelope and held it up to the light.
He soon found the mass that Cameron had mentioned.
Returning the mammogram to its envelope, House stood up.
"Where are you going?" demanded Cuddy, making Cameron jump.
"To get the opinion of an oncologist," replied House, limping out the door.
"Was that your mammogram?" Cuddy asked, surprising Cameron.
"No, it was Wilson's," Cameron explained.
"Why did House order one for you instead of for Wilson?"
"Because the nurses are gossips."
"Wilson asked House to do it?"
"Actually, he asked me to do it," Cameron corrected.
"Does House even know?"
Cameron shook her head.
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My gift is my song
And this one's for you
And you can tell everybody
That this is your song
It maybe quite simple
But now that it's done
Hope you don't mind
I hope you don't mind
That I put down in words
How wonderful life is now you're in the world
Wilson smiled as Kyla sung Ewan MacGregor's "Your Song" a cappella.
Sat on the roof
And I kicked off the moss
Well some of the verses well
They got me quite cross
But the sun's been kind
While I wrote this song
It's for people like you that
Keep it turned on
House watched and listened as his daughter seduced the hospital's head of oncology--his best friend in all the world.
So excuse me for forgetting
But these things I do
You see I've forgotten
If they're green or they're blue
Anyway the thing is what I really mean
Yours are the sweetest eyes I've ever seen
Wilson couldn't help but thinking that Kyla's blue and green eyes were the sweetest eyes he'd ever seen.
And you can tell everybody
This is your song
It may be quite simple
But now that it's done
I hope you don't mind
I hope you don't mind that I put down in words
House looked thoughtfully at the way Kyla wasn't fully standing on her left leg.
How wonderful life is now you're in the world
I hope you don't mind
I hope you don't mind that I put down in words
How wonderful life is now you're in the world
Kyla kissed him on the forehead.
"I love you, James," she whispered in his ear.
Wilson felt a chill go up his spine.
I'm falling head over heels for the daughter of my best friend, Wilson thought before Kyla kissed him again, this time on the lips.
Kyla utterly forgot the pain in her left leg as she kissed Wilson on the lips.
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House had no problems with what was going on inside Wilson's hospital room at that moment. In fact, he thought it was a good thing for both Kyla and Wilson.
He won't even dare cheat on Kyla if they got married, he thought with a smirk.
"HOUSE!!!!!!" yelled Cuddy from the end of the hallway furtherest from where House was standing.
House groaned inwardly. Cuddy wouldn't approve of Wilson making out with a seventeen-year-old--especially one that wouldn't be eighteen for eleven more months.
"What do you want?" House demanded as Cuddy strode towards him.
"There's a man in my office, and he says you did something to him in the clinic last week."
"Why'd it take him a whole week to complain about me to you?"
"He claims you injected him with a syringe full of smallpox," added Cuddy.
"I thought this was Plainsboro, New Jersey, not Atlanta, Georgia," retorted House.
Cuddy rolled her eyes.
"Then come and see him. Perhaps you can explain his symptoms."
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NEXT CHAPTER: The head of psych ward makes an appearance, Cuddy learns the importance of poison ivy, and House finds that someone wants Wilson dead.