Chapter 7
Three days later, they are at Mass General, neurology department, for anonymity.
Dr. Jackson is explaining to House and Wilson what they are planning to do.
They are sat at a conference table.
"We are going to put this implant which we called the WAND on to your brain. It will be stimulating the electrical function to your brain."
"What are the risked of the procedure?" Asked Wilson for House, who is lost in his own mind. "Cause, I can't afford to see him seize every day."
"As you know you guys, you are both Doctors, all surgery has risk, and with his history of clotting…" Jackson's voice trailed off.
Wilson looked House.
"Okay, if you plan to do the surgery here… "
"I want to do it." Said House.
"House, We should talk about this."
"There is nothing to talk about, Wilson. I want to be as seizure free as possible ." Said House quietly.
"Until then, Dr. House," Jackson said looking at House.
Wilson rolled his eyes. They left.
The two went to Wilson's parents' place for the night.
Wilson held House's hand, the whole drive.
When they got the place, House was asleep.
It will be much easier not to wake House.
House wasn't heavy he had lost so much weight.
He lifted House.
He was so scared that he can do this.
Because House is taller but he can carry him like an overgrown child.
Sam opened the door, then let James and Greg inside the house.
Wilson look House to the downstairs guest room.
Wilson closed the door, his father was outside wanting an explanation.
Wilson sighed and looked at his father and admitted; "I am scared, Dad. He is so thin, that I can really carry him."
"I know, James, you love him a lot." Said Sam, looking at his son with knowing eyes.
They moved to the living room.
Wilson sat opposite his father.
They sat there in silence for a while watching TV.
"How had the meeting went?"
Wilson shrugged. "House wants to do the surgery." "And you are apprehensive," Sam said knowingly. "
Yes," Wilson replied. "I am scared."
"James, first and for most Greg Is an adult; He can do whatever he wants, what you can do is to support him."
"I know; I just don't want to lose my best friend and the love of my life," Wilson said sobbing.
"I know, James, I know."
"Thank you, dad," he said.
That night Wilson laid awake murmuring in House's ear.
"I love you, so much, please don't leave me alone." He said over and over again.
He was scared.
The next morning Wilson woke up to House seizing.
He sighed.
It had been a long one.
After the seizure House wasn't breathing.
"Come on, House, breathe for me," Wilson called Sam into the room.
They called 911.
After five minutes the ambulance is there.
House started Breathing.
Wilson sighed.
When they go to Mass General; House was rush to surgery.
Wilson just wanted his House back.
—-
The first thing House saw was Wilson's tear stain face.
He was somewhere not in Princeton; he was in Boston.
In Mass General, He remembered the surgery.
He remembered agreeing to the surgery.
But It should be next week.
Wilson was asleep.
House didn't want to wake him.
His head was aching.
He pressed the call bottom.
A nurse came in after s short while.
"What do you want Dr. House?" She asked, moving towards House's bed.
He spoke softly. "What the hell happened?"
"You had emergency surgery," The nurse said flipping through a chart.
"For epilepsy, because you stopped breathing at home."
He frowned; looking at Wilson's hand in his.
"Okay," She told House. "I'll page Dr. Jackson." She left.
Wilson woke up to House looking at him tiredly.
"House, you're awake."
"My head hurts, so much." Said House.
"House, you need to stay awake for the testing."
Jackson opened the door.
"Dr. House, you're awake." He stated. "I needed to test your brain function."
After test which he passed with flying colors; House falls asleep.
Wilson smiled.
Wilson thought as he watched House sleep; that from the first meeting in New Orleans, that House was it for him.
He knew that even whoever wife or girlfriend there was there is nothing to compare to House.
He often got bored with women; with House… it is because he loved House.
During his whole relationship with Amber, he missed him.
After Amber's death; he left because he was tired of House self-destructive and impulsive behavior.
But when Cuddy called him the time House was on the verge of mental breakdown; he knew that it went too far, he is being selfish towards House.
At that point he realized that he can't leave House ever; He should stick by House from sickness and health.
—-
Two months later…
December, a warm Winter
House grinned.
It was his first time on the road in his new Cam Am Spider; that Wilson bought him.
He missed his old Honda, but with his balance issues and his left leg, he can't ride that bike.
Wilson was pressed to him.
They were going to a Christmas fair.
He loved fairs.
They mounted the bike in the handicap spot.
Wilson handed House his crutches.
Wilson walked in his right side; so that he can catch House if he fell.
They got their picture taken at the booth.
House was enjoying himself.
Wilson was enjoying looking at House.
After the fair, they went out to eat.
The restaurant wasn't packed when they got there.
They got a seat and ordered their meal.
"House," Said Wilson looking at him. "Let's get married." House looked at him; shook his head. "No,"
Wilson's face fell. "W… why?"
"Because I have the ring, I should be the one to proposed, you moron."
House didn't look at him which was fine, these kinds of things made House anxious.
"Wilson, I noticed you that time in New Orleans not cause of the divorce papers but because of your prim and proper. That time we first made love I was scared cause I was falling in love with you, Wilson. And you're a serial cheater, I trusted you, however. Will you spend the rest of your life with me?"
"Yes," Wilson said quietly. "I love you too." After eating they went back home.
Two days later…
Cuddy watched House and Wilson walk through the front desk.
She saw them every day but there is something different with their stride.
Then As they signed their names in she saw it; they were wearing matching rings.
She grinned and approached her friends.
"Congratulations!" She said.
House and Wilson smirked.
"100 bucks," House said.
Wilson sighed and handed House a 100 dollar bill.
"Oh, and I mean it."
She hugged them.
House squeezed her ass. They moved to the elevators.
When they arrived upstairs, Kuttner and Thirteen were there smirking.
Obviously, Cuddy called them.
They read what was on the whiteboard; it read congratulations on your engagement; House and Wilson.
It was in Kuttner's handwriting.
That day they both did clinic duty.
It doesn't matter, As they sat in the clinic; watching House's portable TV.
They had each other.
End Of Chapter 7
