He thought it was just an ordinary day. How could it not be? He was with his underlings performing a public service and everything was just normal. Than she had to go and ask him that stupid question. The way she asked him, he knew there was more to it than just a simple questions. It was the question that was implied that bothered him. It's not something he could easily say yes to. He was her Boss. He hired her and he could fire her. Not that he would, it was just the thoughts that went through his mind while he was thinking about his reply.

He did want to say yes, someone would be crazy enough to not say yes. But that wasn't the point. It was inappropriate for her to ask, and it would be inappropriate for him to answer truthfully. No he wouldn't have risk it. He was glad he said No, even though her big hazel eyes hid more hurt than he had ever seen her. He wanted to say something witty to cool the pain in her eyes, in her slightly faltered body, tried to force it out of his mouth, but his lips wouldn't budge and he just walked away, leaving her, in the hallway, all alone.

There was nothing he could do. Thought about it over and over and over. No, he had to get these repeated thought out of his mind. He just had to or he might do something he regretted. Again. Ah, he knew what he would do, he would play his gameboy. Metroid was one of his favorites, it would surely calm him down. Now, if only he could find it. he searched his desk. Not there, He searched his gym bag. Not there. He searched just about everywhere, and nothing. Although he did find his yo-yo that went missing. Since he couldn't find his gameboy; he must have left the bugger at home; he would just play with his yo-yo.

That wasn't going to well. He was just to frustrated with himself to concentrate and he was getting annoyed. Grabbing the thing he threw it at his office door; just as Wilson was walking in, and it just barely missed his head.

"If you didn't want company, you could always just say so."
"Not that you would listen if I said so. Anyway, I didn't see you there."
"The walls are glass! How could you not see me coming?"
"I was distracted. Besides if I was to throw something at you, it would be something that could do more damage."
"What's wrong with you?"
"Nothing. Just had a bad day. That's all. I'm going to sign out early, I'll pretend I got sick or something."
"Cuddy Will never buy it. It's only one o'clock. Besides Cameron signed out with that excuse. If your going to meet up with her or something Cuddy will find out. She knows all."
"Wait. Shut up. Cameron signed out; EARLY?" That would explain why he hadn't seen her since then. That wasn't like her. It must've been because of the conversation he had with her.
"Yes." Cocking and eyebrow Wilson continued " What's going on, since when were you interested in anything anyone ever did?"
"I'm not. It.." He trailed off
"Is there something going on with you and her?"
"NO!" he yelled it and realizing he said that word again and reliving that conversation, he slammed his fist on his desk "Dammit!"
"Geeze, House, calm down. What's going on with you?"
"Nothing," he sighed, "listen, now I am truly not feeling to well. I feel a migraine coming on. I'll see you tomorrow." Walking out, he left a confused and stunned Wilson behind him.