The day after Cameron went to Boston Wilson showed up to House's office looking less than his perfect self.

House raised an eyebrow at him. "What the hell happened to you?"

"This kid."

The other brow popped up. "Kid's ok."

Wilson snorted. "For you. He's been a terror for me. You know what he did to me while you were still in bed?"

"Do you really want me to guess?"

"Jason decided he didn't want to get dressed so he ran around the bed until I climbed over it to catch him. He's fast."

House started to laugh. "So he made you run. What's your problem?"

"He is wearing me out crying for his Allie, you, parents."

House shifted. "You didn't do the whole Heaven thing again, did you? Because Cameron doesn't believe in that crap either."

"No, Cam can handle that part. When I dropped him off he was screaming at the daycare for her."

"She's not here. I don't want calls from them all day. They need to call you."

Wilson gave a tired smile. "This afternoon he's all yours."

"Fine. This afternoon. Easy enough. Cameron said not to get him out. Just don't forget him when you leave."

"No, House. I need a break."

House's smirk faded. "I'm only supposed to help," he whined.

"So help," his friend snapped.

"Fine!" he repeated. "Just pick him up before his bedtime."

"Don't forget him, House."

"Yeah, yeah."

House escaped to the floor down for the rest of the day to watch TV and it wasn't until he got to his car that he remembered the boy. "Damnit!" he swore before turning around and heading back into the hospital.

As soon as Jason saw him he dropped his crayon on the table and ran to him. "Geg!"

"Hey, kid. You got anything here? You're hanging with me to give Wilson a break."

"Allie?"

"Not today."

A girl brought Jason's pack, which House slung around his shoulder them they walked out to House's car.

Dinner was McDonald's drive through in which House and Jason fought over the transformer toy until House realized it didn't actually transform coolly so he let the kid have the toy. Then they watched Sponge Bob until Wilson came to take Jason back to Cameron's.

The second day Cameron was going House was actually in mandatory clinic after the boys refused to do it when his cell phone interrupt him.

"Dr House, this is the daycare."

House rolled his eyes as he left the room he was in. "Sorry but Dr. Cameron would kill me if I took him out of there."

"Dr. House..."

"Ain't happening."

"He won't stop crying for his mother. Could you at least come down and calm him?"

"Fine." He threw the chart he was working on at the nurses' station. "Sorry, duty calls." He had to smile as he ignored her calling his name.

He could hear Jason screaming for "Allie" and "Mommy" as soon as he opened the glass doors.

"Jason, shut up!" he demanded as he made his way to where the boy was standing with one of the daycare workers.

"Allie," he managed to demand.

"She's not here. You know that. She'll be back tomorrow. Today you'll just have to chill."

The crying boy lifted his wet face. "Up, Geg."

"No."

He started screaming at the top of his lungs.

"Damnit, Jason," House shouted back, ignoring the looks from the other adults, "stop that noise. Don't be such a moron."

"Up," the boy said, miserably.

Reluctantly, House placed his cane down then used the wall to slide down to the floor. "This is the best I can do kiddo."

Jason took it. He climbed into House's lap and buried his face into House's neck. House patted his back.

As his neck got wet with tears and snot something moved within House. He actually felt sorry for the child. And he didn't know what to do.