A few minutes later, Wilson came out of an examination room where Sarah was fast asleep. He was met by Officer Thompson and two other police officers.
"So?" Officer Thompson asked impatiently.
Wilson shrugged. "It's over. She's sleeping like a baby."
"That doesn't make sense!" Officer Thompson said. "Then she was faking it."
Wilson shook his head. "No, after having a seizure patients fall into a deep sleep. It's normal."
"So then we can take her," Officer Thompson replied.
Wilson shook his head again. "We need to observe her overnight and monitor her closely. There could be some brain damage resulting from this." Officer Thompson huffed loudly.
"Fine," he said, turning to the officers. "But I want her monitored 24/7. I'll be back in the morning. You call me if anything fishy occurs." The officers agreed. Officer Thompson poked Wilson before leaving. "And you make sure that Dr. House doesn't come anywhere near her. Understand?"
Wilson nodded. When Officer Thompson walked away, Wilson started walking towards House's office. He wasn't there so Wilson decided to go find Cuddy. But then he heard someone whistle from behind him. Turning, he saw House hiding behind a heavyset man sleeping in a wheelchair.
"Pssst," House said loudly. "Over here." Wilson rolled his eyes and ran over.
"What was that all about?" Wilson said in a whisper. House pulled him into a janitor's closet and shut the door.
"What are you up to, House?" Wilson asked in a huff, turning the light on in the closet.
"What makes you think I'm up to something?" House asked innocently.
Wilson wasn't amused. "You told her to fake a seizure, didn't you? You told her exactly what to do when you whispered in her ear." House went to argue, but Wilson stopped him. "She's a good actress, but she's not that good."
House smiled. "I didn't think she'd do it," House confessed. "But it worked."
"House," Wilson said worriedly. "Do you know how much trouble you are getting yourself in, and getting me in for that matter?"
"You don't have to be involved," House started.
"I'm already involved!" Wilson screamed.
House shushed him. "Shh, listen. I just need one more favor."
"House," Wilson warned, rubbing his eyes.
"Just one tiny thing and I promise that's it." House insisted.
Wilson looked him straight in the eye. "Why are you doing this?" he asked seriously.
There was a beat of silence between them.
"You want to solve this mystery, is that it?" Wilson asked. House shook his head no. "You want to help this girl?" Wilson probed.
"That's not it," House replied.
"Then why?" Wilson asked.
House thought a moment. "I don't know," he honestly answered. "I honestly don't know. I just have to."
