"House!" Cuddy called rushing down the hall.
House turned to see her, and, realizing that he couldn't get away, stopped. "Cuddy, whatever you heard..."
"House," Cuddy said again. She stood rather close to him and said in a hushed voice, "I..." Come on, Cuddy, she thought. You can do this much... Just ask him, then go from there. She continued to speak, "I am going to need your help again with some shots. Uh... fertility shots... like before."
Cameron opened the door to her apartment just as the phone was ringing. She rushed to anser it, "H-hello?" she said, out of breath.
"Cameron," said the voice on the other line. She knew this voice.
"Look, Wilson..." She nearly hung up on him without saying a word. She didn't want this.
"Cameron," he cut her off, "I know that this is... well, you know. I mean, today, well... but I..." he trailed off for a moment, "Cameron, we have to talk about this."
"Wilson, no. No, I ... I don't even know what you are talking about."
"Please, we can't just pretend nothing is happening here!" Cameron could hear the passion and tears in Wilson's voice. She felt her hot cheeks and realized she was crying as well.
"I'm sorry," she choked and hung up the phone.
Cameron stood there for a moment, her hand clenched around the phone. She couldn't be here in this apartment right now. She couldn't think about this right now. She had to get her mind on something else. She picked her purse up from off the table where she had set it when she came in, and left her apartment to return to the hospital. Surely working on the case would help to clear her mind.
Cameron arrived at the hospital and headed to the meeting room. Some coffee would help calm her nerves and then she could focus once more on the case. Diving into her work would surely help her forget about Wilson.
When she arrived in the meeting room she was surprised to find House sitting at the table nursing a cup of coffee. She gave a feeble smile in his direction. "Hi. Are you working on the case?"
"Oh, obviously!" his voice was soaked in sarcasm. "I wrote all the letters of the alphabet on tiny pieces of paper and put them in my coffee! I am going to see if they magically spell out the answer!"
Cameron rolled her eyes and went over to get some coffee of her own.
They sat in silence, sipping the brew. Both seemed to have other things on their mind. After a while House got up and headed for the door.
"Where are you going?" asked Cameron.
"I'm going to shoot Cuddy." House said and was out the door.
Cameron just blinked in confusion. "Well, I guess I will go check on the patient." The medical mysteries they faced made more sense to her than trying to figure out House.