Buffy looked up from her journal at the knock on the door, rising she unbolted the door, there stood Wilson, "Hello."

She stood aside so he could enter, "Hi Buffy. I thought you would be at the hospital."

"Just because I've spent a few days there doesn't mean I'm going to spend all my days there," she said defensively.

"Well, it's just that no one can stand to be around House without an incentive…except, seemingly, you."

Buffy quickly closed her journal and slid it in between two large books on a shelf, "Well, sometimes even I need a day off."

He gave her a funny look, "Really?"

"Well," she frowned, "No. I had some work to do."

James could tell she was lying and hiding something, "Is everything okay?"

She slumped onto the couch, "Yeah…No. I just, I don't know what to do these days. I run a company, but no one will follow me anymore, I made a bad call last year, and they turned on me, and even though we sort of patched it up, they don't really think of me as a friend anymore, I'm just a face, a face they place the blame on when something goes wrong, and I don't know how long I can take.

My mentor doesn't have time to help me anymore, and yet he berates me for making a decision that he doesn't like. My best friends are finally powerful on their own and don't need me, so I basically just cease to exist. My own sister who I basically raised hates my guts because her friend got herself killed and I wasn't there to save her.

God, I'm pathetic, I don't why I just don't walk out into traffic…"

Wilson was flabbergasted, he had believed the young woman's cheery exterior and never looked any harder, "Hey, you've got me, and House, although that could be a curse."

Buffy chuckled, "I can deal with curses, the devil, not so much."

He smiled knowingly, "Stacy?"

"Got it in one, she keeps looking at me like I'm evil," Buffy shuddered.

"She just doesn't like seeing Greg…happy. Wow, I just said Greg and Happy in the same sentence without 'needs to' in between."

That got Buffy giggling, "So…what did you come over for?"

Wilson smiled a bit evilly, "House's got clinic all day, I thought we could spend a little time Feng Shui-ing."

Buffy rose and grabbed her jacket, "You're on!"

888888888888888888888888888888888888888888888888888888888888888888888888

House into his office as he yelled at his ex, "I don't see why you had to come here, I mean, couldn't you find 101 puppies elsewhere, Cruella?"

The next thing he knew he was on his back having tripped over a footstool, "What the hell?"

Looking around from his vantage point on the floor his eyes widened, "Holy mother of that's unholy…"

Everything in his office was in the mirror position of what it normally was…his eyes narrowed on the upside down pair on his balcony.

Rolling over he got up and went over to the pair, "I suppose you think that was funny."

Buffy shrugged, "It wasn't bad…although not nearly as funny as this will be."

House looked confused, "What are you talking about?"

Buffy looked at Wilson, "Do you have any idea what he's talking about?"

"No, you?"

She shook her head, "Although, it could be that we re-alphabetized all his music….and switched the cases….other than that I wouldn't know what you're talking about. Oh, and we switched his guitar with a lefty…"

Wilson feigned sympathy, "That is right, ah, too bad we aren't video taping this."

House glared, "It is too bad, seeing as I just paged Chase to lock your balcony door," as he said this, the click of the lock sliding into place could be heard.

House walked away, triumphant…even if he would be screwed musically for a few days.

888888888888888888888888888888888888888888888888888888888888888888888888

Finally writing regularly, everybody be real proud….thanks for all the support, and Spike and Angel should be entering in approximately oh…four to six chapters…so pretty soon! They won't both appear in the same chapter…because you know everything with those two must be a contest….hehe hope you are all enjoying. Ahh crap…my desk chair just broke and I'm lying flat on my back…I feel like House…except I'm in the girl way…not the boy way. Hehe. Must go find a chair before I can write more. Ta