The Silver Watch

I got the idea from Chessie13's fanfic called "Forced parenthood" where House is turned into a 5 year old kid, I asked to make one where it's the other way around so instead of it been House going five it's Wilson. You should go read the fic it's great and cute. Hope mine can live up to that.

Takes place in season 6 before Sam, when House and Wilson still live in "the loft"

A thank you for looking for errors goes to Mica363 *giant hug*

Summary: Wilson has gotten a little pocket watch but this watch is not like other watches. After he goes against a warning, House wakes up to a Wilson he is not accustomed to.

Child!Wilson and Parent!House.

Disclaimer: All characters belong to Heel and Toe Films, Shore Z Productions and Bad Hat Harry Productions in association with Universal Media Studios, I only borrow them for a short while.

Now to the story:

Chapter 3

"You've got to be kidding me!" Cuddy screeched.

It had taken around thirty minutes to convince Cuddy that the small kid was, indeed, James Wilson. First she had laughed and had told House she wasn't falling for his tricks, calling him a child, then she had turned to the kid and asked for his name. Despite James being a polite child, he just turned his head to hide even more behind House, attempting to get farther away from the woman he clearly did not recognize. Just as House thought that it was completely hopeless that James would respond, he finely mumbled his name from House's knees, making Cuddy take a step back.

Cuddy still could not believe that this small child was Wilson and took it upon herself to try and pry him away from House to get a better look, that only ended in provoking a tantrum from the kid. She sighed, giving up on struggling with "Wilson" and turned back to House flat out requesting proof.

That was the exact reason why the whole team was now assembled in the diagnostic office. House had gotten a blood sample, not with much help from Wilson, apparently small Wilson didn't like needles. It was only after Thirteen had collected the teddybear from Wilson's office and promised him if he was a good boy he could have it, that got him to sit still long enough to get the blood sample.

Some time later it was confirmed that the young kid was in fact, the James Evan Wilson. House had been hoping that it was some kind of sick joke, something Lucas cooked up. Maybe he had kidnapped Wilson and or coaxed him into going along with his crazy plan. Lucas would definitely try something like this, he was known for his horrible stunts involving House, but the reality of it was that Wilson wouldn't, besides where would they have gotten a child to play the part. Though now it really didn't matter because the kid was indeed his friend.

"This is impossible, you do know that?" Taub spoke looking at the blood results.

"It can't be Dr. Wilson!" Thirteen expressed, she was looking into Houses office where the young version of Wilson had found Houses oversized ball and was now playing with both it and his teddybear, giggling away like a normal kid playing.

"How could something like this happen?" Chases asked also looking at the young Wilson. Foreman didn't say much, he did make some grunting sounds but he didn't really know what to say, or ask. This was, after all, impossible.

"House what happened?" Cuddy asked looking up at House; he could feel all eyes in the room on him.

"Nothing, he was like that this morning," he flatly delivered, truth was he really wanted to know what had happened. He was used to being the "kid" in their friendship, but having his friend truly turn into a kid was definitely not high on his list of wants.

"Something must have happened," Thirteen reiterated.

"Yesterday was like any other day; he came home, complained about me, made food and he went to bed… Oh wait… his watch." House remembered, yesterday had been different Wilson had gotten some old watch. It was the only new thing, it had to be that. He started moving away from the group towards the glass door.

"House?" Cuddy asked looking at him walking away.

"Jimmy, do you remember a watch? Yesterday when you came home you had a watch, remember?" House asked his small friend.

Wilson looked up at House, first it was a face full of confusion, but it slowly turned to a more understanding expression, it almost looked like his old friend, well it was his friend...

"Yes, the funny man gave me it."

"You remember anything particularly about the man?" He couldn't believe himself, here he was asking his young friend about a man that might or might not have been the cause of Wilson's current state. Possibly "cursing" his friend, but magic or voodoo, whichever, were things that he didn't believe to exist, but here was this child in front of him to give life to the possibility that there could be something.

"Hhhmmm… he wore weird clothes, kind of old looking, like in story books about princes and princesses. He had a weird glass thingy on only one eye. He was nice." Leave it to Wilson to think a person cursing him was a nice person.

"Do you remember where he was? The shop?" It was a stretch but he thought he might remember, unfortunately Wilson shook his head no, and that tiny bit of hope he had had disappeared.

"No, it just sort of appeared, I don't remember where… sorry was I bad?" Wilson asked, small tears was starting to return in his eyes.

"What? No, no you weren't bad!" House spoke, his mind was miles away though, desperately thinking how he was supposed to find where Wilson had gotten the watch. He didn't notice Wilson rising from the floor to hug his leg yet again.

"Thank you House," Wilson said sniffing 'great he's about to cry again.'

"I don't like that woman, she harmed you."

"Who?" House asked the young boy.

"The woman with the black hair, cu-dy."

"Cuddy?" He asked, receiving a nod from the young boy.

"She didn't hurt me," He told the boy.

"But she was yelling at you when you told me to sit still. Sure she wasn't hurting you? She is scary."

After a few moments sorting things out with Wilson, he finely calmed and sat back down to play with the ball and teddy. House returned to the diagnostic room to voice his thoughts to the team and Cuddy.

"Awww, I didn't know you where such a father figure House," Foreman snorted.

House kept his mouth shut, truth was he wasn't really sure how to respond to this situation.

"So did you find out anything?" Cuddy asked.

"Yes, perhaps, it's only a theory, but Wilson came home with a silver watch yesterday, it was the only new thing, its gotta have something to do with the current state he is in."

"So, we find where he bought the watch and go talk to the clerk who he bought it from; what do we say, 'Hey our doctor was turned into a five year old kid, can you kindly turn him back' or what?" Taubs' question oozed with sarcasm.

"It might not be such a bad idea," Chase spoke.

"What?" Taub asked

"Yes if we find the clerk we can ask-" Chase began but House cut him off.

"We can't, he doesn't remember where he got it. Damn Jimmy you don't just get a free watch."

"House! I'm hungry," Wilson had opened the door to the room dragging the teddy with him. "Can we go eat?"

House wanted to ask him to wait but Cuddy cut him off telling him they would look into something. Chase and Foreman would look at the blood, in hopes of finding a clue. Taub would talk to Wilson's staff, tell them some lie about him being sick. Cuddy and Thirteen would do several searches on how this was even possible. They were going to try and find out what had happened to Wilson, well, they hoped.

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