Title: Laws of the House

Paring: You'll find out in later chapters

Rating: T

Summary: House has new Rules for his team, but is he going to break his own rules?

Disclaimer: NOT MINE

Chapter 4: You Bet Your Bottom Dollar

House and Wilson had decided to keep their pseudo-relationship just between the two of them for a while at least. Wilson was still staying with House and even though he told everyone he was looking for a new place, there was no active voice in that sentence. He enjoyed staying with House as the two of them tried to figure out their relationship at it new level.

Even though they were together, Wilson was still sleeping on the couch. They were not ready to move their relationship to 'that' level yet. House enjoyed waking every morning to the sounds of Wilson singing terrible off key in the shower, though he would tell Wilson otherwise.

When the two arrived at work they acted no different then they did before they were still House and Wilson best friends for no clear reason. Wilson was still so caring; you could smell it on him. While House, on the other hand, lost his bedside manner in a childhood accident.

Chase and Cuddy were unsure what to do with the information they had received by accident that day. The two decided that it would be best to keep it a secret and let the two of them tell everyone. Thus, the whole hospital knew by the next morning. No one let on, to House and Wilson that they knew. Likewise, House and Wilson knew nothing.

"Fifty says they don't make it to the end of the week." Chase heard a few of the nurses placing bets. This thought bothered him for some reason. These people were placing bet on how long doctors House and Wilson would stay together, but then again House placed bets on people's disease and their lives. What really was the different? "Put me down for more then a year." Chase said placing a fifty down on the table.

The nurse who was collecting the money looked up at him confused. "You really think they can stand each other that long?"

"Sure, they've lasted this long. This is not the first time the two of them lived together either, I think they are in it for the life."

"Alright it's your money."

Chase left and went to the conference room, where Cameron and Foreman were waiting.

"I can't believe what I heard a little while ago." Cameron said in a soft voice. "The nurses are taking bets on their relationship."

"I'm in for two months never coming out." Foreman said sitting down.

"More then a year." Chase smiled.

"I can't believe you two." Her eyes were wide as she looked at her co-workers.

House walked in and the conversation quickly changed Chase acted as though he was working on a cross word puzzle and in due time he would be. Foreman picked up the front page of the paper and Cameron flipped though the file of their patient.

"What are you guys up to?" House questioned opening his office door and sticking his head in the opposing room.

"What?" Chase questioned.

"You are too quiet. What are you up to?"

"Long night," Chase complained.

"Reviewing the case," Cameron wasn't entirely lying.

Foreman just looked up at him. House was always able to tell when Foreman lied to him so he kept his mouth shut.

"Alright what's new with the case?" He asked.

"The treatment for the ulcers is not making any difference." Foreman finally spoke up.

"This is not peptic." House thought as he hung his cane on the white board. "What if this is April Fools?"

"It's December 11," Cameron informed him.

"Yes, but what if this disease is playing a prank on us. Telling us it is one thing when it is really something different." House turned to his team.

"Well sure doesn't every disease do that? Well this must be nothing more then the common cold. There tell him that." Chase smarted off.

House did a stupid football player laugh mocking Chase's last statement. "No, everything on this board points to a peptic ulcer and sure enough there is one, but it does not respond to the treatment. It is pulling a prank on us. Test for Zollinger-Ellison."

"So not only is that completely unlikely, being one in a million cases turn out positive for Zollinger-Ellison Syndrome, it is highly more likely in people fifty or older." Cameron was confused by her boss.

"Hence the April Fools, shish doesn't any get the metaphors anymore?" House put his new theory on the board. "Why are you still here?"

The team got up and single filed out of the room. House went to his room to watch television when Wilson came over to his office for a consult.

The two of them were sitting in the office, which had the blinds pulled, when the team returned with the results of the test. Foreman knocked softly on the door to House's office.

"Come in," House yelled. Never once, at least House couldn't remember once, when his team knocked before entering his office.

"Zollinger-Ellison, what made you think of that?" Chase questioned.

"Because I am a exceptionally gifted and talented genius, DUH!" House took the test result paper from Chase. House wrote two prescriptions down and handed it to Chase. "Tell him to take these and not to call."

The whole team left. House turned to Wilson and laughed.

"What is it?" Wilson was confused.

"They know. I don't know how they know but they do." House was still laughing.

"What are you talking about? There is no way…" Wilson was trying to figure out what would prompt House to this hypothesis.

"They have never knocked before entering, and it is not just because the blinds are pulled. Never stopped them before." House handed Wilson his file again and smiled. "What do you want to bet they are placing bets on us?"

"Who?"

"Well if the children know then the whole hospital knows. Big mouths can't keep secrets." House got up and began leaving the office.

"Where are you going?"

"To place my bet." House smiled and disappeared out the door.

"Foreman," House yelled after the team. "Come here!"

"What?" Foreman came running back.

"Where can I get in on the pot?" House asked.

"What?" Foreman tried his best to cover his ass.

"I know you are betting on my relationship. Where can I get in on this bet?"

Foreman smiled shaking his head. House was defiantly an exceptionally gifted and talented genius. "Nurse's station."

"What did you bet?" House pushed.

"Two months and never telling us." Foreman laughed

"Oh ye of little faith. What about Chase?"

"More then a year."

"Cameron, she would bet because she thinks 'it is morally wrong'." House did an really horrible impersonation of her.

"Basically."

House turned limping away. "Remind me to give Chase a raise, and to fire you."

Foreman laughed.