A/N: I wrote this in response to all the awkward House/Wilson I read all the time. I just decided that there had to be another way to do that. Thank you all for the positive response so far. IF YOU WANT TO READ MORE OF THIS STORY: review this portion.

One day, in House's office (whenever he paid for lunch they ate in his office), he asked Wilson, "what type of swimsuit do you think Cameron wears?" Wilson stabbed at his salad and asked through a full mouth "why does it matter?" "Well it doesn't REALLY matter but I had this dream with her in it last night and she was wearing this HOT string bikini. I kept trying to ask her to turn around but she was resisting, I think it might have been a thong."

"Jesus House, I thought you weren't attracted to her?" Wilson was stabbing harder at the salad now, but House had not noticed. "Well I'm not REALLY, but she has one hell of a body. Its hard to forget in a long, lonesome night."

"Gee, lonesome, thanks, glad I am so much company. Besides, what happened to me making you hard?" Wilson hadn't really meant to say it, but the words just tumbled out. They both froze, silent.

"What do you mean?" the fact that this had not been brought up for a month or more, was even more unsettling to House than the actual idea. He liked to think that if a subject was dropped, it was forgotten. Out of mind, out of mind.

"You can't really being going back a month to find a barbing reply, can you?" "Well I have been thinking about that conversation for a whole month, after I recovered from the shock of that night and my patient, and I realised what it was you never finished saying. What you never said was 'James, you turned me on.' and frankly, I deserve to know the truth."

"This isn't exactly a conversation for the office." "Well then we'll finish it at home, and we WILL finish it, do you hear me House?"

House nodded his head in a non-committal fashion and went back to his sandwich. Wilson was sulking a little and was confused when House got up and called Dr Cameron into the room.

"So, Miss June, Dr Cameron, whatever your REAL name is, what sort of swimsuit do you wear?" Cameron rolled her eyes and expressed a giant sigh of sarcastic frustration.

"How important is the truth in this matter, House?" she asked him, knowing it was easier to tell him what he wanted to hear, than whatever her answer might be. "It is crucial, we need to know to settle a desperate, and global debate, only the truth can free us."

"This is pathetic, I expected more from you Dr. Wilson, why do you let him do this?" a still sulking Wilson just sort of shrugged helplessly. "I wear a one piece, strapless, black bathingsuit, like a pin-up girl House. Vargas all the way, but I do NOT wear it with high heels or stockings and garters, I wear it with flip-flops and a black sarong. Happy now?"

"Only if you show up tomorrow wearing it, Doctor. Go back to work." She rolled her eyes yet again and went back to the conference room and her files. "That's no good, she covers up... what are you staring at?"

Wilson was following Dr Cameron with his eyes and looked up when House addressed him. "I don't know, I thought what she said was pretty hot. I can picture her in it."

"Well damn, five minutes ago I was getting the coal-rake for talking about her, but YOU can do it?"

"I never said you turned me on, you said I did. Therefore its betraying me to think she's hot, but I am not betraying anyone if I say she is. I haven't told you that you turn me on yet."

"What does that mean? Yet? Are you starting to get little tinglies in your naughty bits when you think of me, and you just haven't said yet? Or am I still so repulsive you can't even bring yourself to think about me without my clothes on?"

"You know," said Wilson, deftly avoiding the conversation for the moment, "I think this is better for home, we should wait until then." He began packing up his trash and gathering House's as well. Then he sat back down for a moment.

They both waited, in perfect silence until House characteristically had to break the flow. "Am I making you horny now?" He raised an eyebrow and licked his lips.

"Damn it House! Shut up. I will see you at home."