Wilson

Wilson was pissed off more than he had ever thought possible about the whole House situation, but he tried to hide those emotions as he drove to Cuddy's house. He planned to 'wine and dine' (figuratively of course, due to her conception trials) her and knew that she would show him a fair amount of gratitude for helping her try to have a baby and would have fun, more importantly. He would definitely use her joy to his advantage and teach House a lesson that he would not soon forget.

Before getting out of his car Wilson took several slow, deep breaths to steady himself and patted the inner pocket of his jacket, where his main weapon was encased. He checked his breath and started up the path to Cuddy's door, knowing that she would be on time. He knocked and she answered almost immediately.

Wilson looked her over after stepping inside while she grabbed her purse. She was wearing a dark blue dress that accentuated her curves and flowed around her lower thighs as she walked. It also exposed an ample amount of cleavage, which turned him on, despite his anger at House. She looked stunning, he had to admit, giving him no trouble at all in suggesting that he was pleased to go out with her. "You look beautiful," he breathed into her ear as he escorted her around to the passenger's side of the car and opened the door.

"Thank you, James," she replied with a slight blush. He smiled inwardly and went around to his side of the car to join her. They talked of hospital business and of her sister's recent visit to Princeton on the way to the Chateau and Wilson was glad that he didn't have to pay too much attention to the small talk as he prepared what he would say to her at the end of the night. She beamed as he led her into the very fine restaurant and they were seated by a man in a tuxedo.

"Red wine, please," he said to the waiter upon arrival to the table. "Sparkling water for the lady."

"Right away," the young man said, hurrying to get their drinks.

Wilson turned to smile at her, taking in the sight of her loveliness. "I'm sorry this was such short notice, but I wanted to surprise you with a night out and I didn't think you'd hold it against me."

"Of course not," she replied. "This is very sweet of you."

"I just wanted to make tonight great for you. I want you to consider me a gentleman as well as a friend."

"James, you've been so kind already. I don't know how to thank you for all that you've given me the past few days." She paused. "I hope I don't sound too forward when I ask if you have any ulterior motives."

"Of course not. You have a right to know what to expect when a man begins wooing you," Wilson smiled charmingly at her. Their drinks arrived and they placed their orders for dinner before Cuddy turned back to him.

"Wooing me?" she asked.

"Yes. Actually, I wanted to wanted to wait until you'd had a great time with me before asking you this, but I guess now is a good a time as any." He cleared his throat and reached into his pocket, producing a small black box.

"James…" she began, but he cut her off.

"We've known each other for years, Lisa, and I'd be lying if I didn't say that you were stunning and wonderful. I know this is very sudden, but after last night I didn't want you to get the wrong idea. I want you to marry me so we can make a baby honestly."

She looked into his chocolate colored eyes and melted. Trying not to cry, she nodded, biting her lip. "I can't believe this is happening so quickly," she stated as he slipped the diamond ring onto her finger. She looked down at it breathlessly. "It's beautiful, James."

"I love you, Lisa Cuddy," he said passionately.

Her breath hitched and she paused before replying. "I-I think I love you too." He kissed her over the table and the guests around them erupted into cheers. They enjoyed the limelight and their meal came shortly, on the house to boot, and then the two climbed into Wilson's car and drove to the theatre to take in the play that Wilson had wanted to experience with House.

As Wilson walked his fiancé to the door of her home he grinned, not only because he was pleased that if nothing else, Cuddy would marry him, but also knowing that House would be sorry for shunning him. He kissed her goodnight chastely and took himself home to celebrate his victory with a few drinks. He knew that the hospital would be abuzz with news the next day and couldn't wait to see House's face.