"Cheer up, your going on your holidays aren't you?"

House frowned, and Wilson reading the warning signs of a Housian outburst ran forward grabbing a fuming cripples elbow and smiling politely at the man,

"We are actually on a business trip". The man smiled at Wilson and shook his hand warmly

"Sounds interesting" He smiled licking his lips.

Houses face darkened and he glared at the man "Yes very interesting, come on Wilson I see toberones."

Wilson blushed when House grabbed his arm and pulled him away glaring at the man, grumbling under his breath about creeps and flirting.

Wilson winced as the door to the plane was slammed shut and began to pale as the engines started up. House smirked "Bit nervous aren't we"

Wilson glared at him tightening both their belts and squeezing his eyes shut. Surprisingly House let him grasp his hand as they took off ignoring the pain .Wilson mesmerized by the softness of House palm didn't realize when the warm hand was taken away.

Opening his eyes he glanced around, panicking when he saw the empty seat beside him, his breathing started to shallow and he started to run his hands over the seat as if House were crouched hiding in the creases between the seats, when he pulled out a bright pink note.

Frowning Wilson read out loud to himself.

'Meet me in the toilets if you want to conquer your fears '

Wilson ran a hand through his hair, what possible treatment did House have in mind?

He rose wobbling to his feet and took a tentative step, willing the floor to stay attached to the plane. Slowly he made his way to the toilets and knocked, wishing with all his heart people weren't staring, this could look very wrong.

A strong hand pulled him inside and he glared up at Houses twinkling blue eyes, the toilet was very cramped and he was wedged against the toilet roll dispenser, Houses cane stabbing his foot.

"Well hello there Jim Jim "

Wilson laughed "Jim Jim?"

"Im trying it out" House smiled mischievously and leant towards Wilson conspiritly

"Hey ever thought about joining the mile high club?"

"Greg, one I am not doing that here. Two it is way too cramped anyways and three… it doesn't matter one and two cover it. No!"

"What was reason three?" House stared into Wilson's eyes, beaming with pleasure as the blush crept up towards his floppy brown hairline.

"Jimmy, what was reason three?"

"It doesn't matter "he murmured, shame washing over him.

House put a rough finger under his chin and lifted Wilsons beetroot face up to stare into his eyes,

"Hey its okay you know. If you want… want the first time to be... uhm special?"

Wilson gaped "How did you…"

"Because you're a total girl, duh"

"Oh thanks. Nice to know that wanting the first time I make love to the most important person in my life to be special is girlish" Wilson rolled his eyes and pouted at the wall.

House frowned a little and studied Wilsons face "Hey, its okay I wasn't serious anyway"

"Yes you were. It's just… Its just everytime I first did ….did it with my wives it was always rushed and just so bland. I mean it fulfilled its purpose but I never felt... it was never making love, I never made love to them"

"And that's what you want... to make love?"

Wilson blushed again and stammered quietly "If that's okay with you"

House looked thoughtful "How long do I have to wait, because you know it has been over a decade. You know the waiting and that… I think I've earned my due"

Wilson laughed "Well I can do some things here, if you really want to join the club"

House beamed and pulled Wilson into a heated kiss crashing there bodies into a wall.

Wilson clutched his hand luggage anxiously as he searched out Houses bag amongst the strangers luggage "Where is it!" he sighed irritably.

House laughed "You take everything too seriously"

"We have to meet my sister in ten minutes House, a little help wouldn't hurt."

House shrugged and lurched forward picking up a brown suitcase from amongst a pile of extremely similar brown suitcases.

" How did you…"

House carried on walking and raised the suitcase over his head, pink paper sellotaped around the handle. Wilson chuckled. Typical.

"JIMMY!!" a loud shriek from across the welcome lounge was accompanied by a short woman with long thick brown hair and deep blue eyes hurling herself at Wilson.

House stood awkwardly off to the side, not quite sure how to introduce himself. Had Jimmy told his family? or were they just friends?. He frowned unsure of how to act.

Wilson grinned down at his little sister and gestured towards House "This is my... friend, House"

House raised his eyebrows but gave a stout nod towards the giggling woman staring up at him. "Ill go hail a cab" he mumbled .Finding an excuse to escape the family reunion.

He limped away, dragging the luggage carry behind him, cane balanced precariously on top of it, sweat pouring down his back staining the pale rock tee he had worn to travel in.

"He's cute, is he single?"

Wilsons sister whispered to him, not noticing the fierce blush spreading across her older brothers cheeks,

"He is …he has... a partner"

"Oh "she sighed disappointedly as Wilson bristled with fear, what if she tried something and House preferred her?!.

Panicking he followed his retreating sisters back, imaging a million scenarios with House marrying his baby sister, his heart aching with fear.

He was only reassured slightly by Houses face beaming up at him from the front seat of a cab. Bending down he whispered to House "My sister likes you" glancing sideways furtively at his sister, who was flirting with the cab driver

"Well I like her" he dead panned, Wilson jolting with shock

"What? "He whispered hoarsely

"You're an idiot" House pecked him on the cheek

"HOUSE!" people all around them turned to stare "I...uh...I" Wilson stammered blushing furiously

"Sorry I didn't mean to" House pretended to apologize, waving his arms as if to clear a fart." Couldn't hold it in".