Sigh I do not own House M.D. but its all good I'll just borrow their characters to play with for now. I promise to put them back when I'm done. Also forgive me because I'm still relatively new watching the show so I've read some of the past episodes but I'm still not good with all that stuff. Please let me know if things are not correct. Also while I may be around a lot of premed major people I myself am not a med major so if I get that wrong too I apologize. As always I'm on my knees begging for reviews of any kind.
Arendi
10:30 am. Dr. Cameron was on her way back from the labs, when a woman stopped her. "Excuse me I'm looking for Dr. Wilson, my mother had an appointment with him, to check her blood work and see if she's still in remission, at nine thirty and that was an hour ago. He hasn't been in to see us and normally he's very prompt."
"I'm sorry I haven't seen him all morning. I'll go see if he's down stairs." Cameron walked down to see if Wilson was in House's office. Neither man was in there so she went to see the nurses. "Hey Judy you haven't seen Dr. Wilson have you?"
"No sorry Dr. Cameron. There's a traffic jam about a mile from here though. Some bank robbery. People have been coming in late all morning. Maybe he got stuck in the traffic." Cameron nodded and went back to tell the women. She saw House walking toward her.
"Cameron just the girl I was looking for. Apparently there was some robbery at the bank down the street and they want to bring the victim's here. To make a long story short they need a few good doctors to help out in the clinic."
"Aren't you supposed to owe Cuddy some clinic hours?"
"Yeah, but you can handle the patients better. Come on I'll give you the annoying ones." She got down there just as the paramedics were bringing in the two victims. House was a few steps behind her.
"OK," call out the trauma doctor, "we have one male thirty five, one shot to the lower left chest, no exit wound. And one shot that grazed the shoulder. We need a chest tube and blood fast." She could tell from far that the male brought in was doing poorly. The paramedics had told them he crashed enroot and they were having a lot of trouble getting him stable. "One female aged twelve to eighteen. One shot to the right side, exit wound directly behind." Cameron was pushed towards the girl, as House went off to look over a broken arm. She was in better shape but still looked bad. Then Cameron looked over to the male victim, and looked at the doctor in horror when realization came over her. Both of the other doctors looked shocked too, he was one of their own.
"Oh God, Dr. Wilson," Cameron called out. She looked as if she was to be sick, but she snapped out of it when the teenage girl started crashing. They started shocking her. "We've got a pulse, at 60 beats per min," someone said, the others nodded. She broke out of the commotion as the trauma team started getting the girl prepped for surgery, while the other doctors were working on stabilizing Dr. Wilson. She walked off to find House, she knew she would have to be the one who told him. As Cameron was walking back Cuddy got a call from one of the surgeons. "Dr. Cuddy, I don't know how to tell you this but one of the shooting victims… It's Dr. Wilson." Cuddy dropped the phone in shock. When she was able to regain control over her shaking she went down to the clinic to find House. She found him in the coffee room with Cameron looking like he didn't know weather to break down and cry or to punch the wall.
"I take it you just found out. I tried calling his wife but she left just an hour ago to go out of town." Cuddy said with a shaken breath. They both nodded. House tried to stand up but fell back on the chair as Cameron tired to help him. He pushed her away and popped a Vicoden as they all stared at the floor in silence.
"I saw him," Cameron said, "I saw him when they brought him in I was down there. He looked…" she choked, and a tear fell, "he looked really terrible," she finished off in a whisper.
"I'm going to talk with the surgeon and see what's going on," Cuddy said breaking the silence trying to maintain composer. She like Wilson, probably more than any other doctor's she had ever worked with. He was very smart, but also polite, and a gentlemen. His manners around patients were impeccable, and dealing with cancer patients was not an easy task. In any given week you could loose at least one. She knew he would cry sometimes, after one of his longtime patients passed on. He became close to them, almost like a friend. Wilson was always a friend but now she realized she really had feeling for him.
She found the surgeon just as he was getting ready to scrub in. "How does it look?" She asked he turned to her with a grave face.
"The bullet is in his heart, if we leave it there he will die for sure. But this is not an easy operation and he's barely stable to begin with. I fear that the chance he'll survive… is less than fifty percent." Cuddy could hardly fight the stinging in her eyes as the surgeon told her this. There was some commotion in the operating room and one of the nurses ran out.
"Sir, we need you in here now." Cuddy backed up her eyes wide and tears now falling freely down her cheeks. Finally her back hit the wall and she had no where else to go so she sank to the floor. She was normally a very strong woman, but could not hold the fear and sorrow in her anymore. Wilson had to live, if nothing else because she wanted to make him happy. She wasn't sure how long it had been since she had taken up residence on sitting on the floor out side the OR. She finally looked up when a hand touched her shoulder. It was Chase.
"Hey, how are you," he said helping her up with a look of concern. She just nodded. "Forman and I just heard the news. Cameron said you went to talk to the Surgeon on Wilson's condition. Will he be okay?" Cuddy just gave Chase a look that told him everything. "How bad is it?"
"It's a less than fifty percent chance on weather he makes it or not in surgery. He lost a lot of blood before getting here and the bullet found its final resting place in the left atrium of his heart. This is after tearing up that side of his lung as well. It's very possible he could bleed out." Chase just looked shocked but kept clam. He took Cuddy back to the lounge where Cameron, House, and now Forman were. Cameron was sitting on the couch with a tissue, House hadn't changed at all, Cuddy didn't think he had even moved an inch since she'd left, and Forman was pacing back and forth. Chase mumbled that he was going to get some coffee, and Forman agreed to go with him. Cameron looked up and gave a questioning look to Dr. Cuddy.
"What's the news?" Cuddy sighed; she didn't want to explain it again. Telling it to Chase had already made it seem real. She looked up hoping no one; especially not House would see the gleam in her eyes. But as soon as Cameron asked he seemed to snap out of his trance and looked at her intently.
"Well..." she answered trying to maintain a professional attitude, hoping her voice wouldn't betray her. "It's not good…" It was shaky too shaky she knew House could hear the fear behind her voice all to well. He also knew that the not good meant something was horribly wrong.
"The bullet wound was in his chest, but there was no exit wound, did they find the bullet?" Cameron asked and Cuddy nodded, "Where," Cameron asked fearfully knowing she didn't want to know the answer. Cuddy broke down and told them exactly what she had told Chase. As soon as she was done House stood up and walked out. She went to the door and watched him limp down the hall stabbing his cane into the ground as he went. She hoped to God he wouldn't do something stupid, and went to go after him while Cameron held him back. "Let him go. He's not taking this well at all. As if any of us are." She managed a small smile. "Wilson's such a good person; it's hard not to like him. He's been a good friend and mentor to Chase, Forman and I. But House, House would have no one to love him if it wasn't for Wilson. He's all House has." Cuddy nodded. She somehow wondered in amazement how the two men who seemed so different at first glance got along. But they were inseparable, and Wilson put his job in the line for House almost everyday. They just went together like sand on a beach you just could not have one with out the other. House loves Wilson and Wilson loves House in everyway friends could love each other.
"While House may love Wilson," Cuddy said quietly, "So do I." Cameron stared at her as if she had just grown another head. It was a confession she never thought she's hear for Cuddy. Forman and Chase came back in and gave Cameron and Cuddy both a cup of coffee.
"There's quite a few news and media cameras out there. They heard the robbery victims were taken here and want to talk to them," Chase said trying to lighten the mood when no one responded he continued. "They keep saying Wilson's a hero. He tried to save the other girl who had been shot. Also I found out the girl, who was shot, her name's Alia Lezel, sixteen years old, and she just made it out of surgery, she had some damage to her kidney but she pulled though." They just nodded. It had been a while and the surgeon had come in to the lounge. Cameron went to find house. She went to his office, Wilson's office, but he wasn't there, finally one of the nurses pointed towards the bathroom. She opened the door making sure there were no other men in there and knocked on all the doors before finding House in the last stall. His head was in his hands and tear streaks made there way down his face.
"The surgeon's back," Cameron told him gently, while placing a warm hand on his back. She had never seen him look helpless and quite frankly it scared her. He didn't say anything as Cameron helped him up and back to the lounge where the surgeon was waiting to break the news.
