"Wilson!" A familiar voice called out in the hallway. Wilson was on his way back to his office. He stopped and let House catch up with him.
"Hey, you look better." House said, pointing to Wilson's lack of sunglasses.
Wilson couldn't help but smile. "Yeah... so what's up?"
House held up a tape. "Just found out some highly sensitive information."
"I see this ending in tears." Wilson said more to himself than to House.
"Aren't you at least curious?" House asked.
"I try not to be..."
"Fine. At least come and witness the destruction that this will bring." House said gleefully.
"I'm scared..."
"You have nothing to worry about. It has nothing to do with you." They walked into the conference room to see Foreman sitting at the table. "Where's Chase?" House asked Foreman.
"In the Clinic." Foreman replied, not looking up from the journal he was reading.
"And Cameron?" House asked.
Foreman looked around the room as if he was looking for Cameron. "Not here." He said before returning to his journal.
"I'm so glad I hired you. That way I don't have to state the obvious myself." House nudged Wilson and they left before Foreman could reply.
"Foreman's not even a little suspicious of them?" Wilson asked with a slight tone of disbelief.
"This certainly throws off my plans a little..." House said distractedly, ignoring Wilson.
Wilson rolled his eyes and kept following House. "Now... if we can do this without getting caught..." House muttered before they entered the clinic.
House stopped, apparently trying to figure out what exam room Chase was in without actually opening a door. If he picked the wrong room, he ran the risk of coming in contact with a patient.
Wilson watched this with mild amusement. 'This is who I slept with last night?' He thought. He was almost unable to believe it. He was trying to think of a way House could be more childish.
"House!" A female voice called out just as House was making his approach towards one of the doors.
House froze for a brief second. "Abort! Abort! Every man for himself!" He said just loud enough for Wilson to hear as he made his way to the clinic's doors.
Wilson went to take a step but someone's hand was on his arm.
"I have your friend. I'm keeping him hostage until you do your clinic hours!" Cuddy called out as House reached the doors.
"Have fun with that!" House called out before leaving.
Cuddy sighed and let her hand drop from Wilson's arm. "What was that about?" She asked.
"I honestly have no idea." Wilson replied.
Cuddy rolled her eyes. "You might as well do some clinic hours while your here. Maybe House will get bored and join you."
"That's unlikely."
"I know. One can dream though..." Cuddy said before returning to her office.
Two hours later Wilson stepped into House's office. "I appreciate that you drag me on your quest to cause mayhem just to abandon me in the clinic. It makes me feel really loved. Did you finally cause the chaos you were looking to create?" Wilson asked as he sat down.
"No, It will have to wait for another time. I must regroup and figure out a new plan of attack."
"Are you going to share what's on the tape?" Wilson asked.
House smirked. "Now you're curious?"
"Yes, you win. I'm curious. I just spent two hours in the clinic for you. I want to know what's on the tape."
House looked like he was trying not to laugh. "Sorry, it's classified information. You got caught much too easily. I can't tell you and risk this information being leaked."
Wilson rolled his eyes. "You can't be serious. I wasn't caught... you... you abandoned me!"
"What was I suppose to do? Come rescue you? Cuddy was right there!"
"No...You could at least tell me what's on the tape."
House smiled. "Maybe there's nothing on the tape..."
"Nothing? What do you mean nothing?"
House shrugged. "Maybe it's just a couple of nurses talking about the latest episode of Grey's Anatomy..."
Wilson felt confused. "What does that have to do with Chase?"
"Who said it had anything to do with Chase?"
"Weren't we in the clinic looking for Chase?"
"I thought maybe Chase would want to hear about the McNickname they gave him."
Wilson just stared at House. His headache from earlier was starting to return. He closed his eyes. "So... you dragged me to the clinic to find Chase because the 'highly sensitive information' on the tape was a new nickname the nurses gave him?" Wilson asked slowly, without opening his eyes.
"A McNickname." House corrected.
Wilson opened his eyes. House was looking very pleased with himself. "The purpose of this was what? To get me to do your clinic hours? To see how long it would take before I asked you what's on the tape?"
"Let's just say that it was a test." House said simply. House checked his watch and stood up. "Well, I've gotta go. Places to go, people to ignore." He said, walking towards the door.
"Wait!" Wilson said.
House paused at the door, looking curiously at Wilson. "Did I at least pass the test?" Wilson asked.
House smiled. "I'll tell you later. I really have to go now."
Wilson watched House leave. 'Seriously, I slept with HIM?' He thought with a feeling of disbelief.
A/N: I hope you enjoyed this chapter because I actually laughed while writing it. Maybe that's because I'm easily amused. If you didn't like it, I'll take it as a sign that I have to stop writing these chapters in the middle of the night. Though, I really do hope I'm not the only one who was amused by this.
Disclaimer: Still don't own anything. Not any of the characters or Grey's Anatomy. I don't own anything good.