Thanks to OrangeSplot for beta-ing this part.

Depression

As House returned to his own office, Wilson, who had made himself feel comfortable behind House's desks, was waiting for him.

Suspiciously House watched him. He didn´t like Wilson´s self-satisfied face.

"What do you want now?" he asked, unnerved.

"To congratulate you. You managed the first three stages. So: Congratulations!- I am so proud of you." Smirking Wilson looked at him. He obviously enjoyed annoying House for a change.

"What?" irritated, House lifted a brow. "I managed what?"

Still smiling, Wilson pointed out to the napkin with his left hand whereon stood yet the five words just that the first three were crossed out now. House´s expression eclipsed.

"You´re such a joker." House remarked sarcastically. "I changed my mind bout what I said before!- You should become a comedian instead of a shrink.- Then your cable show would be on prime time world wide!" Annoyed, he glanced at the napkin again. "And what did you mean 'I managed the first three stages'?"

Relaxed, Wilson leaned backwards against House´s chair. "I heard that you had jealously chased the dermatologist away and later then you even argued with Cuddy bout screwing her... Classy. And so subtle! Cuddy should´ve ditched you both time..." Wilson chuckled gleefully...

"From whom did you get that crap?" annoyed House frowned.

"Cuddy´s new assistant is a real blabber." Amused about House´s resentment, Wilson bent forward and rested his elbows on the table. "And although she works wonders with Cuddy´s intercom system."

"You really believe every shit! So naïve." House scoffed and pulled a face.

"So you hadn´t either consulted Cuddy bout a 'mysterious' woman, who wanted to date a dermatologist instead of you, nor did you suggest generously to screw her?" Wilson dug deeper and smirked.

Instead of answering House lifted a brow cynically hobbled to the napkin and cleared it than grabbed his little ball from a counter nearby to play with it.

"Really interesting..." Wilson grinned and bent forward more further. " Are you having a relapse to 'Anger' or is this already 'Depression'?"

House hit Wilson´s head with his ball briefly.

"So it´s the relapse then." Wilson suggested dryly.

House just glared at him some more.

"Oh come on..." Wilson gave in. "Tell your Doctor Freund° where it hurts."

House limped round his desk and chased Wilson from his chair. "Don´t you have more important things to do than to annoy me?" He sat down behind his desk and rummaged through the files at his desk.

"Let me think about it for a moment... No!" Wilson smirked but walked to the door slowly.

"You´re so funny."

"And sensitive. Don´t forget sensitive!" Wilson stopped by the door.

Unnerved, House rolled his eyes. "Wanna something else? Else I would like to finish my paperwork!" demonstrative, House opened a file and started reading it.

"Oh no!" With faked concern Wilson gazed at him. "You´re hiding behind your work? So it´s 'Depression' for sure." He laid a hand on the door-knob. "But don´t be scared, if her assistant is trustworthy Cuddy won´t be on a date tonight with that dermatologist."

"I beg your pardon?" suddenly interested again House looked up. "Cuddy lied to me?"

Wilson shrugged his shoulders and opened the door slightly. "Her assistant said that Cuddy told the dermatologist she would see him tomorrow at the hospital..." With those words he left House alone in his office.

Cuddy lied... A slight smile crept over House´s face. That evil witch...

In a much better mood he put the file aside stood up and made his way to Cuddy´s apartment.

An explanation:

° Freund is the german word for friend and if you leave the 'n' then you´ll have 'Freud', which was a great shrink as we all know... Couldn´t translate this joke so I just kept it. Who knows? Maybe Wilson is good in german and knows that :D

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