Chapter 35: Friends for Life

After House had left, Wilson walked over and sat in the chair that his friend had been using. He wasn't sure what Cameron wanted to talk about and quite frankly he was a little apprehensive.

Cameron started writing on the board and turned it toward Wilson with a sad look on her face: You look uncomfortable. I'm sorry for what I did. We still friends?

Wilson couldn't believe what he was reading. He shook his head and answered, "Cameron, you are way off base. First of all, you have nothing to apologize for. I'm the one who feels terrible. All those times we talked and I never realized how much you were hurting and in pain. I wish you would have confided in me. And as for wanting to know whether or not we are still friends, you shouldn't even have to ask that. I will always be your friend, and I will always be here for you."

Cameron had started to tear up a little bit at Wilson's words. She wrote on the board: Thank you. Not just for that. But for saving my life.

"You my dear," Wilson replied, "are most welcome."

Wilson could see that Cameron wanted to ask him something but that she was really struggling with it. "Cameron," Wilson asked, "is there something else on your mind that is troubling you?"

She hesitated, and then Cameron wrote on the board: Did I die?

Wilson thought for a moment and answered with a question, "Can I ask you why you are asking me that?"

Again, Cameron hesitated before writing on the board: because I keep having these flashback type memories - It isn't all clear yet. All I know is it has something to do with seeing my deceased husband and unborn child.

"Cameron," Wilson said, "Maybe these are just dreams you had while your body was in it's coma."

Cameron shook her head and wrote again: Too Real. I remember everything was white like in heaven, and we even talked to each other. She stopped to erase what she had written to make more room after showing him the board. Then wrote: I asked you if I died because I feel like I did, but for some reason he sent me back. And it's driving me crazy that I can't remember.

Wilson wasn't quite sure how to respond. He knew he had to tell her what happened though.

"Allison," Wilson said softly as he grabbed her hand, "I can't vouch for what happened to you while you were 'gone', but you WERE dead. You went into cardiac arrest. We worked and worked on you but couldn't bring you back. I'm so sorry. We tried so hard. When we finally gave up we just stood there in shock. It was me, Foreman and Chase. We couldn't believe you were gone. At first I couldn't even call TOD. Plus all I could think of was how was I going to tell House that I couldn't save the woman he loved."

When Cameron looked at him he had tears in his eyes. She squeezed his hand before letting go to write on her board: Wilson please don't blame yourself for anything that happened. It was all my own doing. I did it to myself. If it wasn't for you I'd be dead right now. YOU are the one who rescued me from dying in my apartment.

Wilson gave her a shy smile and said, "Well the important thing is that you are still with us and hopefully you and House can work things out once and for all."

Cameron wrote on the board: I'm not sure what to believe about House. Why wasn't he trying to help save me? And what about Cuddy? He's apologized for pushing me away in the past and says he wants another chance. But he's hurt me so many times.

Wilson could empathize with Cameron. He loved House like a brother and best friend, and at the same time didn't trust him in most situations. That is just who House was. Wilson always said to people, "House is House". There really was no easy way to explain or rationalize his behaviors.

He looked at Cameron and said, "Well first of all, I can set one thing straight. The reason House was not there helping at the hospital when you were brought in was my fault. I was so pissed at him for hurting you so badly that you would try and take your own life, I didn't tell him I was going to your apartment to see if you were ok, and I didn't call him at home to let him know we had brought you in to the ER for an overdose. Of course when we lost you, I regretted my decision immediately. I thought I had taken his one last chance of ever seeing you alive away from him. As for Cuddy, I don't know Cameron. I think what House said is true. I think things just got out of hand. And I'll tell you why I think that…but you have to promise me you'll never tell House I told you this. You promise?"

Cameron nodded her head yes.

Wilson continued, "The next morning when House came in I was a real ass to him. He had no idea what had happened yet. I told him I had a DDX I needed his help on. I gave him your case details without the name. I lost my temper and tried to let him know it was you in the most hurtful way possible. It was like I had driven a stake through his heart. He started crying and tried to leave the room but ended up puking in the trash can before making it into his office. All he could think of was getting to you to see how you were doing."

Wilson stopped for a moment to let Cameron comprehend everything he had been telling her. He saw tears forming in her eyes but continued, "That's not the worst of it though. After I read your letter to everyone, I gave House his personal section as you had requested and he went into his office to read it while we stayed in the conference room. All of a sudden we hear this wailing and cries of NO coming from his office. Then we hear glass breaking and books and miscellaneous objects hitting the floor. We burst through his door and found that he was in a total breakdown and was destroying his office with his cane. Foreman and I finally got him pinned down while Chase got the cane away from him. Next thing we know he's wrapping himself around my leg like a baby, sobbing.

He had a total breakdown over your letter and the guilt he felt about the whole situation. If there is one thing I'm sure of Cameron, it's that Gregory House is in love with you. He may not have said it yet, and you may not believe it yet...But give it some time."

The two simultaneously leaned toward each other to give each other a hug. Cameron was crying her silent cry now and Wilson was holding her tightly while running his hands up and down her back, trying to comfort her.

As they pulled away from each other, Cameron mouthed the words 'thank you' to Wilson.

He in turn replied, "Anytime. Friend."

Wilson kissed Cameron on the forehead, got up and quietly walked out of the room.

Tbc….