Disclaimer: Refer to chapter 13.

A/N: Just another boring chapter. This is the first one that features the new ducklings, the main reason being that I haven't mastered their characterisations yet. So, instead of writing them terribly out of character, I prefer not to include them.

Chapter 14

Later that day, House was yet again sitting behind his desk, trying not to think of Cameron. Unfortunately, the lack of patients left him with nothing to focus his mind on. He looked through the glass wall into the conference room and saw his team debating something very animatedly. Actually, Kutner was the one doing the talking and the other two looked completely disinterested.

Kutner glanced into House's office and immediately looked away as he met House's eyes. Oh, gee, I wonder what that is all about…

He stood up and limped into the conference room. Unsurprisingly, Kutner immediately shut up.

"Something on your mind?"

Kutner seemed to be appropriately embarrassed, but he forced himself to look at House and answered, "Nothing. I was just wondering… There is all over the hospital that you and Doctor Cameron had a…" he looked away for a moment, trying to find appropriate words. Finally, he settled on, "…lover's spat."

"If you guys want to act like nurses, you might as well go the whole nine yards. Go clean some bedpans or something," House snarked irritably.

Thirteen immediately protested, "I didn't say anything…"

House stared her down before replying, "I don't care. Scram!"

The three of them fled the room without another word, leaving House alone again.

However, demeaning his ducklings only gave him satisfaction for a few moments.

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House walked into Wilson's office, interrupting the man during a phone call.

"Would Wednesday be alright with you, say 10 o'clock?"

Wilson waited for the answer before quickly finishing the call, "Good, I'm sure everything will be fine, there is no need to worry. Have a nice weekend, Ms Johnson. Good bye."

He hung up the phone before House decided to take matters into his own hands.

"Next missus Wilson?" House asked pleasantly.

"A patient," Wilson answered firmly.

House was about to say "didn't stop you before", but he bit his tongue for a change. As much as he hated to admit it, he needed Wilson's advice right now.

Wilson immediately noticed his friend's troubled expression, "Ready to talk now?"

House drew out a long, "No."

Wilson raised his eyebrows and House relented, "Fine… I could use some of your expertise."

Wilson waited expectantly for House to start venting, but House just walked to the window and gazed outside for a while. Eventually, he turned back to look at Wilson and began hesitantly, "Let's say we have this hypothetical situation, ok?"

Wilson smirked, "Ok."

He should know by now that taunting House was never a good idea, especially when House was about to confess something private.

Needless to say, House immediately retaliated, "You know, you're the perfect guy for the job, with all your cheating experience and failed marriages."

Wilson threw up his hands in surrender, "Hypothetical situation, got it."

House hesitated for a moment before continuing, "So, let's say there's this couple who supposedly love each other, but the girl cheats on the guy with someone else. Someone she used to have feelings for."

He looked at Wilson who was listening to him patiently.

"And then they brake up. And this guy she cheated on her boyfriend with… he was…they were friends."

Wilson interrupted him, "I think I saw this movie before."

House didn't react to that and Wilson decided to make this easier for him, "You want me to finish the story for you?"

House gave him a barely perceptible nod.

"The boyfriend asked this guy to kiss the girl to see which one of them she really loves. He saw the kiss and consequently broke up with the girl. But the girl somehow found out about the plan, perhaps her boyfriend told her. She gets angry with her friend and they have a huge fight. She walks off and he's left behind, feeling guilty for what he did to her."

"And then?" asked House.

Wilson smiled, "I don't know, never saw the ending."

House tapped the floor with his cane a few times, "Guess."

Wilson sighed, mentally preparing himself for the next question, "Does he love her?"

House just looked away without answering. Wilson was not surprised at that gesture since he never expected a real answer anyway.

"Well, the girl obviously still has some feelings for the guy and she feels betrayed, because he misused her trust."

House looked at the ground and Wilson knew then that House honestly felt bad about the whole situation. It turned out that House did have a heart after all.

"No matter how the guy feels about her… if he wants to make things better between them, he should apologise to her."

"That all?" House asked after he lifted his gaze again.

Wilson smiled, "Depends on how angry she is with him, perhaps you… I mean he will need some drastic measures."

House glanced through the window once more and then walked out of the office, seemingly deep in thought.

A/N: I should let you know that this story is coming to a close, just a few more chapters left. Awww, yes I know. I'll try to force myself to start working on the next chapter today already, or at least tomorrow, since I have nothing better to do anyway.