House and his team had been working hard on the actual case now that they had some word on Wilson, even if it wasn't completely

House and his team had been working hard on the actual case now that they had some word on Wilson, even if it wasn't completely good news. House didn't have his mind fully on the case and his team realized that and they were helping as much as they possible could.

Wilson had gone back into surgery shortly after House had been granted permission to see his friend, which kept House on the jumpy edge. House had been glancing out of his office for any signs of the nurses or a doctor to come out. He was glad that Patrick decided to keep a few of the surgeons just in case his son needed it.

"The child has bruising over his body," Taub was saying during the differential, "That's a clear sign of Leukemia," he said, "Except we covered that it's not Leukemia,"

"He's got reoccurring symptoms," Thirteen also agreed, "That could be some sort of genetic disease," she said.

Foreman started to write the symptoms on the white board sense obviously House was in no mood to do any work. He noticed that House kept glancing out the window waiting to see if they heard anything about Wilson yet. "House," Foreman said, "What do you think?" he asked trying to get his boss's attention.

House turned quickly back at Foreman. "It could be autoimmune," he said and he realized he was sounding like an idiot. He sighed and tried to clear his head, "What have we got so far?" House asked looking at Thirteen for answers. House's face read 'pain' on it that was for sure. He was gripping his tennis ball as if it were the only thing he had to hold onto. Sweat was poring down his forehead from the pain in his leg.

Thirteen sighed knowing that he obviously hadn't heard a word they said. "The child has bruising all over his body," she said.

"Could be abuse," House said glancing at Patrick who was outside looking in on them, "Wouldn't surprise me considering the man has a gun to our heads," he shrugged.

"Well, that is possible, except abuse wouldn't be the reason the child is dying," Taub said rolling his eyes a bit.

House sighed and nodded, "Right," he muttered. "So what else have you got?" he asked and then looked out the window again. Still no word. He glanced at Cuddy who shook her head nervously. They had been waiting too long to hear about his friend. He started to pace again to get his mind off of his pain.

"What if this is something that's genetic?" Kutner asked suddenly, "I mean, anything could be possible at this point, right?" he asked. "The father passes it onto the child, the child, being that he's young is getting worse…" Kutner pointed out.

"Who says it has to be the father?" House turned and Kutner looked at House questionably. "There's nothing saying it has to be him," House said. "What about the mother?" House raised his eyebrows. He suddenly got an idea. Although he wasn't sure he liked it, "Look up "Wiskott Aidrich syndrome," House said to Thirteen. She nodded and grabbed one of the books behind the shelves.

She started glancing through all the signs and symptoms and nodded, "It fits," she said to House, "The bruising, the eczema rashes, the low platelets, it makes sense," Thirteen frowned. "The child just needs a bone marrow transplant….from a particular match…." Thirteen frowned. What if Patrick wasn't a match? Where was the boy's mother?

House looked at her as if she was thinking the same thing he was. "Test Patrick," House said. "If he's not a match, then we ask out about the child's mother," he said. "If she's no where to be found….we're screwed and we need a plan of our own to get out of this," House said

Thirteen, Taub, Kutner, Cameron, Chase and Foreman nodded at each other. At once, they headed outside and told Cuddy and Patrick what the diagnosis was. Patrick glared at House angrily and walked inside, "I can't just leave," Patrick said, "How do I know you all won't go to the cops?" he asked.

"Look, get David out of Wilson's room and then you'll know," House said to him.

"And when that doctor is done with your friend? How do I know that he won't go to the cops?" he asked.

"Look, if you want a cure for your son, this is what you'll do," House said. "We need to test your marrow, if yours isn't a match we need to know where his mother is," House said.

Patrick sighed knowing he had a point, "Fine, test my marrow, but his mother is out of the question, she's been gone for a long time and we don't discuss her, you got that?" He asked holding the gun to House's head again.

House rolled his eyes, "Yeah, sure, got it," he said shaking his head.

The team took Patrick to get tested and David was in charge of the ones that were waiting. While they were waiting David ordered some of the other doctors outside. He let them go being that he didn't need all these people, only House and his two teams now. He knew Patrick would get angry with him later, but David didn't see a need for them to be there.

Cuddy and House watched as their colleagues were set free. House stared at Cuddy and sat next to her hoping that soon that would be them walking out of those doors. He held her hand gently as he realized it was shaking a bit. He smiled at her but didn't say anything. He knew she was nervous enough.

"We'll be fine," House said to her.

David looked at them, "Look, Patrick never meant to hurt you're friend, he just…lost it," David said, "He just wants his son to live," he told House, "He's really not a bad guy," he explained.

"Right, I'll believe that when he doesn't have a gun pointed to my head," House muttered and David shrugged.

"Believe what you want man, I know who he is, he's a devoted father and a caring husband," David told House. "Which is nothing compared to you, you don't care about anyone, do you?" he asked. "Except for maybe your self, you're a miserable bastard,"

House was about to come back with a retort when a doctor came in to talk to House and Cuddy. He didn't look pleased and House felt his throat close up for a moment. "What is it?" he asked

Dr. Stein looked at them, "There were…complications, the bullet is out, but Dr. Wilson went into cardiac arrest twice," he said, "It would have been more helpful if I had more then just one nurse," he muttered knowing it wasn't his fault but hating the fact that Patrick limited them just the same. "As I've said, the bullet is out, we gave him a blood transfusion due to his lack of blood, but the recovery is going to be a long and painful one," he said. "Now we just have to hope that he'll wake up," Stein said glancing at House for a moment.

House nodded, "I see," he said softly. His expression was blank and Cuddy put a hand on his shoulder. House barely noticed. "And his chances of waking up are…." House knew the answer, but he wanted to hear it from Stein.

"Slim," Stein said carefully. "There's still a chance, there's always a chance," he told House. Stein knew it would help if House was in the room with Wilson, but he also knew Patrick would never allow that.

Cuddy looked at House worried, "House…he'll pull through, its Wilson, have you known him to give up on anything?" she asked gently.

House sighed, "The last thing I told him was 'drop dead'," House said to her looking her straight in the eyes.

"Sense when did Wilson ever listen you completely anyway?" Cuddy asked smiling a little bit.

"You know, you do have a point," House said.

It was at that moment the team interrupted them and Patrick coming back, "He's not a match," Taub said solemnly. "We need to find his mother, or someone else who's close," Taub sighed. He knew this part was going to be tough.

Patrick looked over at House, "Look, I'm willing to do anything, we'll call his mother first," Patrick said hoping she'd be willing to come down and see them. He hoped he hadn't completely failed as a father.

House nodded, "Good call," he said. He looked at his team, "Let's get to work," House said knowing he had to keep his mind off Wilson for a moment and concentrate on saving not only Patrick's child, but his team, the doctor's, and Cuddy's lives as well. House knew Wilson needed him there, but at the same time Wilson also wouldn't want him to abandon everyone else.

With House's order's they all went into his office to start calling the cops to see what they could come up with for them. House hoped the police had a faster way of finding her then they did.