011 – Red – Wilson/Amber

He wasn't going to forget the sight easily, even over the numerous patients that he treated daily. The dried blood on her forehead continued to haunt him, even though he was now beginning to accept the fact that he had to put his blame on House aside. It wasn't the time to criticize his best friend for allowing Amber to ride the bus with him. But he had to know what the reason was, and as a bit of blood on Amber's forehead dripped onto his arm, he closed his eyes and sighed, knowing that he had to let go.