A/N: This really turned into something that has nothing to do with the episode. It starts out on thoughts from the episode and then goes off on a tangent. Some Cuddy and some Wilson.
Recap: It's Valentine's Day. Cuddy has a blind date, House interrupts it twice, the second time she guesses he likes her, but the date hears and decides to leave because he thinks she likes House back. When House is done stalking Cuddy, he stalks Wilson, has his patient epiphany while stealing Wilson's food, and then after the patient is cured they get breakfast together. On Valentine's Day.
Insensitive
So Cuddy thinks I like her. And she was so proud of herself for figuring that out. Come on, I flirt with her all the time. We have fun. I pay attention to her. I only pay attention to people if I want something from them. With patients, I ignore them until I need information, and then I'll go pay attention. With her, well usually I want something like clearance to do a medical procedure. Or my parking space back. Or sex. The first two usually work out for me. The last one, not so much. But if I keep trying, maybe one day she'll give it to me. I mean, part of her wants me. She wants to trust me. I'm the only one she told about her baby wishes. She really wants my baby. She'd never admit it, probably not even to herself, but she does. Seriously, who wouldn't want my baby? My beautiful blue eyes and my brilliance and wit combined with Cuddy's ass and cleavage-we'd make super-babies. Future world leaders and cheerleaders. You know, assuming the thing doesn't inherit my whole being an asshole thing.
Wilson should have my baby. His fundamental need to care about everything and my fundamental need to not care about everything would balance each other out. It'd be normal, as far as that part went. But it'd still be smart and good looking. Even if it ended up hard wired to blow dry its hair, I'd teach it not to. I'd teach it to hide Mommy's hair dryer. And his ties. But it would also inherit his cooking ability. Macadamia nut pancake recipe, passed down from father to son, not through teaching, but through genes. He'll be a panty peeler like Wilson, with irresistible charm, but he won't feel the need to be a serial marrier. Maybe he'll get married once. Maybe. I mean, if me and Wilson had a baby, he wouldn't want it to be a bastard.
But if Cuddy had my baby, we wouldn't get married. I mean, I'd need to propose to her, and I wouldn't do that. I never did it to Stacy, and I really loved her. I don't think I could love Cuddy more than I loved Stacy. Maybe I could love her the same. Not more. Maybe we'll end up together, if she figure out she loves me, but we won't get married. It's got nothing to do with love. I'm just not the marrying kind.
Not like Wilson. He's the marrying kind. He's also the cheating kind, but it's only because he can fall in love with anything and if he falls in love with it he has to fuck it. He falls in love, but he doesn't stay in love. He thinks if he marries it he won't fall out of love with it, and he'll never fall in love with anyone else. He's an idiot that way. If we fell in love he'd probably want to marry me. It's what he does. I wouldn't want to, at first, but eventually I'd cave. I'd want the illusion it gives, his forever, not just until something else that knows how to make a sad face comes along. You know, hypothetically. If he were somewhat gay and not in complete denial of it. And if I were in love with him. I love him, but I'm not in love with him. I want to be most important, but that doesn't mean I want to do him. I mean, if we just like met in a gay bar or something, if he wasn't my best friend, I'd do him. He's attractive, I acknowledge that. But he's my best friend. I don't usually do guys, anyway. I've never pursued a relationship with one. If I wanted a relationship right now, it would be with Cuddy.
I don't know if I could be happy with her, but I could try.
I think I'd still put Wilson first, though. It doesn't make sense, because he only puts me first on his people list when he's single, but even if I fell in love with Cuddy, I don't think I could love her more than him. That's pretty stupid. In love feelings should be stronger than platonic love feelings, right? I could be in love with Cuddy. I'm not in love with Wilson. But he'd come first.