I do not won House or any of its characters.

Well I was able to finish my essay at around mid-night. I think that my essay came out really good even with that. So I am rewarding myself with taking time out of my busy schedule to update this story.


He looked up at her and gave her a cold stare, "I've been thinking..."

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"What," asked Cuddy wondering if it had to do with House, turns out that it did.

"Do you hate House?"

Cuddy was shocked, "What? No! Why would you say that."

"You almost killed him!" Wilson bursted out.

"I did no such thing, why would I!"

"We took you apartment for starters, I bet you even put the possum in the bath tub!"

"Wilson don't be stupid, I didn't."

"This isn't the first time that you've thrown a hurtful trick on House. Remember when you hid his cane? You caused him a lot of pain in his leg. What about when you set up a trick wire in his office. Think about it a trip wire, set for a cripple who is already on sturdy on his feet!"

"Wilson, I didn't," pleaded Cuddy.

"Whatever,"" he said throwing his hands into the air and then his pager beeped, "I'm going to go be with my friend, his friend that doesn't want to kill him."

Wilson stormed angrily out of her office leaving a stunned Cuddy sitting in her chair.

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Wilson had rushed to House's room when he got the message on his pager that he was awake. He was told that he was stable but they were going to have to watch over him for a few more days in case his brain started to swell. He walked into House's room to find him trying to open the Doritos bag that Wilson had left on the table.

"How are you feeling House?"

"Lets see my wrist is broken, my head is cracked open, I was in a coma and I can't open these Doritos's. How do you think I am?"

Wilson sighed, "Let me see them."

House refused still trying to open them on his own he was finally able to when he held one side of the bag with his good arm and the other side with his teeth, "Aha!" and he ate them greedily.

"I'm glad to see your hungry. So you feeling okay."

"Did anyone ever tell you that you care to much? So when can I get out of here. Today, tomorrow?"

"House you know just as well as I do that we need to watch for brain swelling."

House nodded, Wilson thought it weird that he gave up so easily, "Any way," continued House, "How's Foremen doing in the big shoes."

"Not that well."

House smirked, and then frowned as he looked down into his empty Doritos bag," So did you come down here for a purpose or to give me more Doritos's."

"I just wanted to check on my friend who almost died, is that so bad?"

"And to say your sorry."

"For what," House looked at him and Wilson remembered blaming him for the possum, "All right, all right, I'm sorry."

House smiled, "So who you think did it? I'm betting my money on Chase."

"Mine is on Cuddy."

House turned his head and looked at Wilson with furrowed eyebrows, "Think about it, House," explained Wilson, "She already pranked you before and we did take her apartment."

"True, but mine is on Lucas."

"You've got to get over that."

"It makes perfect sense, I always knew there was something about him that I never liked."

"You mean because that he's Cuddy's boyfriend?"

"And that he is cocky and self centered and-"

"Kind of like you?"

"No not kind of like me! Come one Wilson," whined House.

He sighed, "Fine. I'll talk to Cuddy about it though I already accused her all ready."

"The more awkward the better," Wilson walked toward the door, "Don't forget...Doritos's!" House called after him.

On Wilson's way to the elevator he bumped into Cuddy.

"Lets here the insults now and just get them over with," said Cuddy.

"I just wanted to say I'm sorry."

"That's better."

"Lucas did it."

"What!"

Wilson flinched, "It was House's idea," he said and as soon as he said it he regretted it.

Cuddy marched angrily into House's room, "There you are!"

House jumped surprised for he was dozing, "And there's the lamp, and here's the bed and here's the-"

"I don't have time for that crap, House! Why do you think Lucas did this to you!"

"All of the facts add up. I'm just talking logical."

"I don't care if its logical or not! You probably are just saying that because you hate him!"

"And what if I am! But I'm telling the truth!"

"Just forget it, I love Lucas love Lucas not you!" She stomped out of there angrily.

House looked at the clock it had only been a minute long. Then he saw Wilson appear in the doorway and glared at him, "Next time I'm asking Taub to do the asking for me."


I'm unsure about this chapter. Do you think it turned out good? I'd like to know. Anyways I want to thank everyone who has been reading this story, reviewing, alerting, and making this their favorite story.