A/N: Thanks to Jazelle1996 for continuing to beta for me and to everyone who reviewed.

Addicts Never Lie

Chapter 26: Dinner Plans

Despite all the bitching and complaining that House had done while working at the hospital, he had shown up there several times since he had been put on medical leave and had kept in touch and talked frequently over the phone with his team and Cuddy.

Wilson was standing in the clinic lobby at the desk signing out for lunch when he turned to walk towards the front doors and saw House coming through the door of the main entrance of the hospital.

Great. He walked out the clinic door and tried to walk towards the elevators without House seeing him, but didn't have that good of luck. House spotted him and called out his name to get his attention.

"Wilson!" he hollered as he started walking quicker to catch up to him.

Wilson turned around. There was no point in trying to ignore him or pretend that he didn't hear him.

"Hey, what are you doing here?" Wilson asked as he pushed the up button for the elevator.

"I came to see you," he said as he looked Wilson up and down. "To find out why you've been avoiding me?"

"I haven't been avoiding you," Wilson said as they both stepped into the elevator.

House looked at him more closely. "Now you're avoiding the question about you avoiding me."

Wilson gave him an exasperated look.

"When are you going to invite me over for that dinner that you promised?" House asked irritated as they walked down the hallway towards Wilson's office. "I've been living off of peanut butter and jelly and soup."

Wilson unlocked his office door and stepped inside, House following him. "I don't know, I'll give you a call."

House sat down in one of the chairs in front of Wilson's desk. He watched Wilson sit down and pinch the bridge of his nose with his left hand. "You're avoiding giving me an answer now."

Wilson's head was killing him. He just wanted House to shut up and leave so that he could pop some aspirin and try to get some work done before his patient showed up for their appointment in an hour.

"How about I come over on Saturday, I'll bring the beer and movies, and you do the cooking," House offered.

"Fine, that sounds good," Wilson said breaking into a small smile.

He kept smiling as he watched House stand up and walk towards the door. "I'll see you Saturday around six o'clock," and then left, shutting the door behind him.

As soon as the door was shut and Wilson was alone the smile faded from his face.