Author: lucretiafly

Pairing: House/Wilson

Rating: MA (T)

Word count: 489

Summary: The hazards of work sex - interlude.

"House, uh, slipped… hit his head on the side of the desk. Don't think he's concussed but better check him out to be sure. Needs a few stitches."

"Elevated heart rate, flushed, rapid breathing, dilated pupils… but not a concussion. Are you high, House? More so than usual, I mean."

Cameron stood above him, looking puzzled as she ran a few stitches through the crown of his head. "When people slip and hit their heads on desks, the cut is usually lower - at the occipital, or on the forehead. This is just… you must have come at it from some weird angle, horizontally or something." She looked at House in bafflement. "What kind of crazy stunt were you up to? Wait. If there was a hooker involved, I don't actually want to know."

House scowled and looked away, throwing a quick glance in Wilson's direction as he did so. At the sight of his friend he snorted in amusement. Wilson was studiously looking up at the ceiling and away, his still-red lips almost pursed to whistle. If it weren't for the blush creeping up his neck, Wilson would be the poster boy for innocence.

House didn't dare look back at Cameron to see if she had caught it too.

"How come they never get injured alone?" demanded Cameron of her two former colleagues. She had stormed to the staff lounge to find someone to listen to her rant, and conveniently found Chase and Foreman in front of the TV. "Wilson has been with House the past three times this fortnight when someone's had to patch him up, and when Wilson had to come down to ER from his office, House was there with him - even though it was 2am."

"So?" remarked Foreman. "They're always together. Luckily for House; that head blow could have been serious."

"No… I mean, I know they're always together, but if they're together and beating each other-"

"-Off?" was Chase's interjection, and he smirked at Cameron's shocked face.

"-Up." she snapped with a pointed glare at Chase, before returning to her plaintive voice. "..Then we… someone… Cuddy needs to do something! I'm worried about them!"

"I think 'beating each other off' is a far more likely suspect." Chase continued to smirk, and Foreman settled down to pretend he wasn't going to listen to the argument he knew would follow.

"What? No… Wilson's been married three times-"

"-Divorced three times."

"House lived with Stacy-"

"-Didn't take Stacy back - which is suspect enough in my mind. She was hot."

"He went on a date with me!"

"You forced him on a date with you. Look. People can be bi. They can explore their sexuality whatever their age and history. Maybe… Maybe they're just friends with benefits."

"Really accident-prone benefits" said Foreman without looking up from his journal.

Chase shot him an amused look, while Cameron huffed. Still, she didn't look quite so certain anymore.