Chapter Four
After three weeks Cuddy had been told everything she needed to know by Wilson. She still hadn't talked to House, however, which was fine with him. He didn't want to hear her angry accusations and cries of pain at what he had done to her. He didn't want to face the music. He didn't want to see the fear in her eyes.
House avoided both of his colleagues at work after they returned. Cuddy was still a newborn vampire so Wilson monitored her constantly and House couldn't see Wilson without running into her so he stayed away. He didn't go back to his apartment because he knew that they would both be there and he didn't want to see them.
Of course Wilson wouldn't blame House for what had happened, but she would. He knew she would. He didn't want to be questioned and so he slept in his office…or at least pretended to sleep. The blinds were kept tightly closed, as per usual and no one suspected anything different about him, for which he was grateful. He knew that he was sulking, but he didn't care. As long as he didn't have to face her, he would be ok.
But eventually he would have to face her…he knew that. He dreaded that day, hiding out in his office to avoid her. Fortunately she left him alone…for a while.