Chapter 25
Author's Note: Hello! Sorry this chapter is so short. I really haven't had much time to write, but wanted to give you guys something. I'm getting really lost in this story. I actually don't know what to write for once. Haha. If anyone has any ideas AT ALL, please feel free to leave them in review or a PM. Suggestions would be greatly appreciated. Thanks so much for reading! =]
House and Cuddy walked into the hospital together. They quickly walked up to Wilson's room. Cuddy walked in right away, but House stood behind, staring at his friend's practically lifeless body through the glass, realizing that the majority of this was his fault. He really wanted to Wilson to wake up and be okay, so he could apologize. He never felt so compelled to say sorry to anyone before. Finally he realized it was time to change. For once he wasn't afraid not to be miserable; he finally saw what everybody else saw. He took a deep breath and started to walk into the room. Cuddy looked over at him. She could tell how hard this was for him; his vulnerability was coming right through. She left Wilson's side for a moment and walked over to House. She put her hand on his shoulder, reassuring him that everything was okay.
House approached his friend, and sat down in the chair next to him. Cuddy wiped the falling tears from her eyes. She stood next to House and rested her hand on Wilson's leg. Inside her mind, she prayed for him to get better. She really cared about Wilson, but she also knew that House would never be able to handle losing him. That would be the end of any form of happiness that was yet to come.
Cuddy decided to leave House alone with Wilson for a few minutes, he needed it. She smiled at him and then left the room. She went into the bathroom down the hall. She needed to clean up and compose herself. She stared back at herself in the mirror. Her hair was all over the place. She remembered her night with House. She thought about Wilson too. He definitely would've figured out what they did, which made her giggle. Soon after, she began to cry again. She thought of how many times Wilson had tried to get her and House together, and she realized what a great friend he was. All this time she had been completely oblivious to the way that Wilson felt about her. She continued to cry. She had to turn away from the mirror; she couldn't see herself like this any longer.
She decided to go back to her office, and do some work to get her mind off of this horrible situation. On her way there, she had to pass Wilson's room again. She stopped for a minute by the doorway and looked inside. She knew things must've been really bad if House was affected. She desperately hoped Wilson would be okay. For his sake of course, for House's sake, and for the sake of herself.
Sooo, I hope you all enjoyed this chapter. This was one of my favorites to write. I liked exploring House's emotions and the establishment of some normalcy in his life. (Hello Toto!) And once again, any suggestions/comment/ideas/ANYTHING would be wonderful. Thanks again! :D