Another chapter. a bit fluffy, kind of intense, kind of a filler chap but with a nice twist at the end. please enjoy ^_^
Wilson just sat at his desk and replayed the whole session in his head, trying to understand what she had told him. Wilson took a deep breathe a looked up to go and get some lunch, when he saw House out on his balcony. House was rubbing his eyes and nose with his head down and backed against the wall. It was apparent to Wilson that House was genuinely crying. It wasn't often the he saw House cry in a non-sexual situation. Wilson debated on whether he should go out there and be his usually clingy prying self, but decided against it. Instead he defied his instincts and left in a hurry for the cafeteria trying to get the image of House sad out of his head. Wilson sat in the farthest corner of the cafeteria, as to avoid people staring at his grimaced look.
He was completely lost in his old head when he heard, "Are you going to eat your food or just play with it? Because if you don't want it, I'll eat it".
Wilson knew exactly who it was but did not have the strength to look up.
"You know Wilson, If at anytime you want out of this relationship, I wouldn't blame you. It's apparent that I am making you miserable. I'm no good for you" House said with a heavy sigh.
Wilson opened his mouth to respond, but just didn't have the strength. Instead he shot up to his feet and shoved the food tray at House and stormed out of the cafeteria and to his office.
Wilson locked both his office door, and his balcony door, in order to not be disturbed by House who would sure try to talk to him. Wilson just didn't know what to say to him, and he didn't want House to think that he was giving up. Just as he thought, ten minutes later he heard the clack of House's cane on his door. Wilson fought hard not to answer, and started to cry when he heard House ask in an almost begging manner to be let in. Eventually he heard the off step of his friend fade down the hall. He looked over to House's office, and it was dark; it was clear that House had given up and went home. Wilson didn't know if he wanted to go home back to the condo, he considered maybe staying at a hotel for a while like before. When he looked back at his office door, he noticed that someone had slipped a note under it. Wilson had no strength so he crawled and slid over and picked up the not. I t was just a piece of paper, no envelope, so it wasn't something official. He hesitated, but unfolded the note and read,
"Wilson…James….please come home. I know the session was intense; maybe it was a mistake that I came. But I think it's a step in the right direction for us. If you don't feel like you can come back yet, I made a reservation for you at the Sheridan. Just know that I love you, but that if you want out…that's ok, and I understand."
Love,
-Gregory
Wilson laughed; it was amazing how House was able to read his mind even through wooden doors. He must of read the note over and over again, and finally decoded that he wasn't going to run away…not again…not from House. It wasn't until midnight that Wilson finally decided to head home. On his way back to the condo, Wilson thought that he would attempt to talk to House, though it would probably be unsuccessful. He was about twenty minutes away when his cell rang in his coat pocket. He looked at the small screen, it was the home number. Wilson just held the phone as it rang, but answered. He needed to hear House's voice, but what he heard what nothing less that panic. House was having anxiety attack over the phone and was sobbing.
"House! What's wrong?! Please. Are you okay House?" Wilson shouted into the small phone.
"House please….take deep breaths, I'm on my way!" Wilson reassured him.
All of a sudden there was silence over the phone; all he could hear was House's breathing returning to regular. However, he was still sobbing, and Wilson's eyes began welling up at the fact that he could be there quick enough to comfort him.
"Wilson…I'm sorry that all I do is keep hurting you, you deserve better than me" House started.
"But you won't have to worry about that anymore" House said flatly.
Just as Wilson was going to ask what he meant, he head the phone on the other end fall, hearing it bang against the hard wood floor.
"House? HOUSE!!!" Wilson shouted in utter panic.
But all that came back was silence. Wilson hung up hesitantly, and dialed the hospital emergency services.
"Princeton Plainsboro emergency room" the person said.
"Yes this is Dr. Wilson; I need an ambulance across town immediately!" Wilson told the woman gasping for breath.
"Right away!" the woman replied.
Wilson didn't even bother parking his car; he stopped dead in the street and ran into the could bother waiting for the elevator and started bolting up the stairs.
He tried thinking to himself, "He wouldn't…he would do something that stupid".
As he kept running he heard the sound of sirens. When he finally got to their floor the door wasn't locked like it usually was and there was water leaking out. There was water all over the apartment, as he ran to the bathroom. He tried to open it but it was forced closed, probably with House's cane. With all of his strength Wilson threw himself at the door shouting House's name, eventually putting enough force into one throw that he knocked the door off its hinges. He found House unconscious laying the tub with blood all over the rim and the tub faucet still running. Wilson ran over to pull the still clothed House out of the tub and held him until the paramedics arrived in the room. He had also noticed the phone on the bath mat. House still had a pulse, but a weak one and had lost a lot of blood from the apparent fall. As they carried him away on a stretcher, Wilson dialed Cuddy, unaware of what else he could do at that moment.
"Hello? Who the hell is this, House if this is you I'm gonna…" she started.
"Lisa… its me" Wilson said sobbing.
"James…what happened? What's wrong?" she said now fully alert on the other end.
"He…tried to….oh god Lisa, he tried to kill himself. It's my fault…I shouldn't have yelled…it's my fault." Wilson panicked.
"Wilson, calm down, breathe deep. Go with him, and I'll meet you at the hospital" she told him gently.
Crying he replied, "Okay", and he hung up.
The ride to the hospital was awful, he just there in the back of the ambulance staring at the unconscious House. He felt he had driven House to this because of what happened in therapy today.
When they arrived they put House on oxygen and began to stitch up the wound on House's head. Wilson was pale and just beside himself.
"What's his status?" he heard from a familiar voice.
"They said he's stable, but hasn't regained consciousness yet." There was a pause before he wrapped his arms around her and broke down.
She stood there and held him knowing that's all she could do.
"Um…Dr. Wilson?" a nurse said.
Wilson did his best to compose himself and faced her.
"Is he okay?" Wilson asked shakily.
"He's fine… he wants you to stop sniveling and get your ass in there. If I may quote him" she said with a chuckle.
Wilson entered the hospital room where there was a psych doctor writing something down then leaving the two alone. Wilson sat down slowly in the chair next to the bed. He grabbed House's hand and squeezed it and kissed it.
House opened his eyes and lifted his head and said quietly, "Relax James, I'm not dying. You're doing the dying person, holding of the hand thing." He said with any sarcasm he could muster.
"House why did you try to…" Wilson started.
House ripped his hand away and looked the other way.
"I didn't. I used my cane to block the door because the door lock was broken. I knew that when you came home you'd want to talk, and I just didn't." House explained.
"But you were…and the…." Wilson began but House interrupted again.
"I was running the hot water because my leg was killing me, and I slipped on the floor and hit my head on the tub." House told him, taking Wilson's hand again.
"So relax, I hate seeing you the way you did when Amber died…it hurts." House said barely audible.
"I thought I lost you" Wilson sobbed kissing his hand again.
"I already told you….you're not going to lose me, not ever. I won't let you escape my grasp muahahaha" House laughed in his conniving voice.
Wilson let out a laugh, he couldn't help it.
"That's better, your laughter is what I like to hear" House said. Wilson lifted his own head to see House smiling directly at him.
"So is everything okay?" Cuddy said in the doorway.
"Yes mother" House said to her batting his eyes at her.
"Good, the next time you make Wilson panic and call me in the middle of the night… you're both fired" she said kidding of course.
The both let out a chuckle.
"Good night then boys…Oh you guys should take a couple of days off, especially you House." She said sternly.
"I am not going to stay home and be bored, while Wilson gets to be here secretly having affairs will all the man whores" House said kidding, but with a serious look.
Wilson just laughed.
"Right because there are so many good pickins here" he shot back with a smile.
Cuddy turned and left with a smile and a sigh of relief that they were both okay.
"So can I get you anything…sweetie?" Wilson asked teasing.
"Yes darling, some ice cream would be fabulous" House said back mocking him.
"Haha sure, be back in a couple of minutes." He told him.
Wilson went down to the cafeteria, and bumped into Chase, who must have been on late shift that night. Just then an epiphany hit Wilson.
"Hey Chase?" Wilson asked.
"Yeah what's up? Is House alright?" Chase asked getting a sandwich.
"Yeah he's fine, um did you bring someone with you to help you pick out Cameron's ring?" Wilson asked quickly and nervous.
"Yeah actually I brought Forman with….Wait…Why?" Chase asked suspiciously.
"Because I need help picking one out for House. It was easy with the exes...they were women, but House is different, it won't mean anything unless it's a true effort" Wilson explained to Chase, who looked bemused.
Chase stopped dead and started at Wilson with a huge grin on his face.
"You're…going to…Oh My god…You are!" Chase shouted.
"So are you busy Saturday?" Wilson asked.
"I'll clear my schedule" Chase said giddy and with an excited luagh.
you really didn't think i would kill House and leave Wilson all alone did you...NEVER!!! but there will be more drama like that to come. In the next chapter i will also bring up what House said on the phone before he fell. about not being around to hurt Wilson. so stay tuned!! exciting things are going to be happening.
