Wilson reviewed patient files with focused scrutiny. His radiator warming his office to a toasty temperature, a nice contrast to the snow that lightly brushed against his balcony door. The only sound in his office was the gentle blowing of wind outside and the scratching of his pen on paper.
Wilson gently brushed his finely groomed and trimmed, blonde hair with his fingers and peered at his watch. Wilson thought that he would soon considerately call his patients and follow up with them by phone. He knew that his concern and kindness would be appreciated as he figured most of his patients would be tucked up indoors away and isolated from the cold.
From his experience with patients he knew that some felt particularly vulnerable when they were lonesome, as it was the one time that they could contemplate the reality of their illnesses. True some of his patients took a cancer diagnosis within their stride, "I've had a good run and a good family" Wilson remembered one of his patients, Mr. Ewell saying. But a caring and listening ear was something every one needed even if everything was swell, and it was something he could provide very well.
I'll give it another hour, Wilson thought to himself as he continued his work.
The door of Wilsons office opened which pulled Wilsons attention.
"I need to talk to you." Cuddy occupied the chair opposite Wilson. She brushed her dark hair to the side, "have you spoken to House?"
Wilson raised a thick eyebrow,"why what has he done now?"
Cuddy sighed, "I wish it was something he'd done." Cuddy sat deep within the chair she had plumped herself in. "Did he mention anything about paternity leave to you?"
Wilson frowned. House hadn't said anything to him about it. "Paternity leave? You sure he's not jerking you around?"
Cuddy shrugged her shoulders. "That's not even the issue. The diagnostics department has been completely rocked. I don't think Foreman can handle it if I'm honest," Cuddy began. "They were like ducklings without a mother goose to follow. Its like they couldn't even function."
Wilson placed his pen on the desk and paused thoughtfully, "well House has a less metaphorical duckling to take care of. And Foreman will be fine," Wilson added.
"You didn't see them, Wilson. They were acting like it was the end of the world." Cuddy flicked through the messages of her phone,"do you think you could be my eyes and ears? Just keep an eye on them?"
Wilson knew he was going to regret this. Wilson smiled, "sure whatever you need."
Cuddy placed a friendly kiss on his check in thanks as she stood up from her chair, "thank you. I owe you." Cuddy darted out of Wilsons office announcing that she had some hospital emergency meeting or whatever it was she had to do, leaving Wilson sitting in his office.
Wilson picked up the reciever of his phone and dialed. It was time to call House.