The doors of the elevator were about to close shut when she saw a cane slide into it to keep it from closing.
"Oh, look," he said when he saw she was on the elevator, "it's the boss that's full of surprises."
She rolled her eyes at him, "Oh look, it's the doctor that's full of Vicodin."
"People see the cane, they expect the Vicodin," he told her, still holding the elevator door open.
"No, people see the cane and expect the limp. They see the insane doctor and expect the Vicodin," she corrected him.
"But either way, they expect the Vicodin," he said stepping onto the elevator.
"Is there something you need to get off of your chest, House?" She asked him.
"Trying to see if I need to expect anymore personal distractions, that's all."
"Hmm, that's funny," she said looking at him, "I thought you actually had to think about something for it to be a distraction."
He just looked at her, not knowing what to say. Luckily the elevator doors opened and Wilson was standing there. She rolled her eyes at him, making him look down towards the floor.
"Should, I catch the next elevator?" Wilson asked looking at them suspiciously.
"No, don't be silly," House said sarcastically. "There's plenty of room, I mean Cuddy's ass isn't that big."
She looked at him and decided not to answer, but he could tell that she wasn't upset about their previous discussion anymore. Wilson stepped onto the elevator and stood between them.
"So how was your weekend?" he asked looking towards Cuddy.
"Does what I did not matter?" House asked making them both look at him.
"House you do the same thing every weekend…" Wilson informed him.
"Nobody wants to hear about your new hooker," she added.
Wilson looked back to Cuddy as she started to tell him about her weekend.
"My weekend was good," she told him before a huge smile came across her face, making House pay more attention to the conversation. "This popular ballet instructor came to the girls' ballet class this weekend, he's apparently known around the world. He told Hayden that he thought she should be the soloist in her age group this year."
"Wow that's great," Wilson said knowing House was listening to everything they were saying.
"Yeah, they were so excited," she said laughing a little. "I had to take them off of punishment for a little while so we could celebrate. It's still up to their instructor and she isn't going to choose for another few months, but I think she's going to get it."
"Well tell her I said congratulations," he told her as the elevator door opened.
She told him she would as she stepped out of the elevator. Wilson looked over to House with a big smile on his face.
"You know you look like an idiot with that stupid grin on your face, but you look like an idiot without it too," House said trying to change the subject.
"Aww, your own little Prima Ballerina," Wilson said ignoring him. "You must be so proud."
House felt a smile coming to his face, so he looked away to try and hide it from Wilson. He had no retort, because he did feel a little pride in his heart. He didn't know how that could be, having seen his kids for the first time in years a few days ago.
"I told you," Wilson said stepping off of the elevator turning to face him before the doors close, "no matter what you do, you are still their father."
He walked out of the exam room and popped two Vicodins. He started to fill out the papers and the chart and decided to take a nap after he finished. Cameron walked up to him.
"Hey, don't see you around much anymore," she said trying to make small talk.
"I thought that was the point of your resignation," he said not looking up from the papers.
"That's not why I resigned," she said.
He looked at her studying her for a while, before continuing. "I don't see a chart in your hands, so you don't have a case for me. So that means you're here for personal reasons. What's the matter? Jealous because I've got another woman analyzing my white board?"
She rolled her eyes at him and decided to ask the question she had originally came over to ask.
"How come you never told us you had kids?" she asked.
"Oh I see," he said,"you're jealous because I had another woman analyzing my white board."
"We worked with you for three years and never knew you had kids," she began, "I just find that odd."
"Com'on," he said looking up from the papers finally, "you mean to tell me you and the rest of the mod squad couldn't figure that out. I mean I never told you I had an infarction in my leg, but somehow you deduced that."
He closed the file and walked away headed to his office. He walked in to find his team sitting at the table. He didn't see any papers, so he knew they didn't have a case.
"Why aren't you doing your jobs?" he asked looking at them.
"Why aren't you doing your job?" Thirteen returned.
"Because I thought you all were doing your jobs, that would make it less obvious that I wasn't doing my job. And that meant that the big bad she-wolf wouldn't come and blow my office down while I'm asleep."
"Speaking of Cuddy," Foreman said with a smirk growing on his face, "what happened between you and her?"
"Thirteen, could you tell Foreman about the birds and the bees," he said. "Make sure it's about the birds AND the bees, and not just two birds or two bees."
He then turned to walk out of his office.
"Where are you going?" Thirteen asked.
"Somewhere you aren't," he said leaving out of the door.
He woke when he felt the machine come on and begin to slide him out. The first thing he saw was a pair of piercing blue-gray eyes staring down at him.
"Why are you asleep in the MRI machine?" Cuddy asked him still standing over him.
"I needed to check my dreams for cancerous thoughts," he said sitting up.
"You are supposed to be in clinic," she told him.
"I got bored," he said, getting off of the machine and walking towards the door.
"Where are you going?"
"To lunch," he said as if it was obvious.
"No, you are not," she told him walking over to him. "You just got here two hours ago."
"What? Do you watch the door waiting for me to walk through it?" he asked sarcastically.
"Something like that," she told him "It helps me schedule my migraine."
She handed him the file she had walked into the room with.
"I am going to lunch, you have a case. Try not to detach anything that's vital from anyone while I'm gone," she said walking out of the room.
He looked through the file deciding if he wanted to keep it or not. He decided it was interesting enough and went off to find the rest of his team. He was about to walk into the clinic when he saw Cuddy coming off of the elevator with a huge smile on her face. He stopped dead in his tracks when he saw here wrap her arms around what seemed to be her lunch date. They pulled back a little from their embrace, but her hands where on his chest and he still had his arms wrapped around her waist. He told her something the made her laugh a little, then took her hand and they walked out of the hospital. She was actually taking a lunch break outside of the hospital with someone who wasn't a donor. He stared as he felt a twinge of jealousy creep up inside him. When he realized he had been staring at them the whole time, he turned to enter into the clinic, but was held where he stood by a smirking Wilson and Kutner.
"What are you two looking at?" he asked trying to hold his serious face, feeling a little embarrassed.
They just smiled knowingly.
"Go find idiots 2 and 3 and the used to be idiot and meet me in my office," he said still trying to hold on to his serious face.
Kutner walked away trying to figure out if being idiot 1 was a compliment or an insult. House looked at Wilson still trying to seem serious, then he turned to go to his office. Wilson followed.
"I don't understand why you don't just talk to her," he asked as they walked onto the elevator.
"I did talk to her," he said, "she just woke me up from my nap."
"You two never really talked about the split," Wilson told him."It's natural for you to be bothered by her dating another man."
"I'm not bothered by it," he said getting a little defensive.
"Besides, he won't last. I give him a month at most before she dumps him or he makes a run for it."
"I don't know," Wilson said. "They've already been dating for five months."
House just looked at Wilson, trying to figure out how he had missed this one. He knew just about everything there was to know about her. They had broken up years ago, but he could still read her better than he could anyone else. He knew all of her habits and gestures and the meanings behind them, at least he thought until recently. He dug into his pocket and took out his bottle of pills, and placed two in his mouth. The elevator doors opened and he got off walking towards his office. As long as he could read her moves, he felt like he was still close to her. He could pretend that much hadn't changed between them. But seeing the girls again and seeing her go out on a date with a guy that she had actually made a successful effort to hide from him made him feel like he was loosing her, and for some reason, that scared him.
A/N: Thanks for the reviews guys...keep'em coming.
