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CHAPTER 5
"She just…walked out?" Wilson asked, finding it all quite hard to believe.
"Yep." House answered, not looking up from his GameBoy.
"So, that's it?"
"Don't know."
"Is this short-answer day? Cuz I'd like a little more information, here."
"Look! I messed it up, okay?"
"What?"
"Huh?"
A smile slowly began to form on Wilson's face as he spoke. "You lost a doctor…so what? Or is it the 'it' that you messed up actually Cameron."
"I don't know what you're talking about, Wilson."
"Yes, you do."
'Yes, I do.' Thought House. But he said. "I don't care! Listen. Just forget it. Cameron's gone, and I'll just deal with it, I guess."
"You've done a good job dealing so far." Wilson said, motioning to the Chinese take- out box and documents piled on ither side of his desk.
"You're fired, James Wilson." House said, as if he meant it. "Now get out of my office."
Wilson left with a concerned look on his face. This was the worst he had ever seen House. The whole time Wilson was in House's office, he hadn't said anything cynical or sarcastic. He must be missing Cameron bad.
So he made a plan.
As Cameron rounded the corner, she noticed a gray Range- Rover pulled into the driveway of her house. Thinking the worst, she slowly parked on the shoulder and inspected the vehicle. When she looked in the window of the drivers seat, she sighed with relief.
"What's up, Dr. Wilson?"
Wilson rolled down the window before getting out. He stared at Cameron, as if trying to communicate something to her without saying anything.
"He's crazy for you."
"I don't know what you're talking about." She looked at Wilson with the most innocent look she could provide, but Wilson wasn't buying into it.
"For the love of god, I know you do!"
"Did he send you here?"
"He who?"
Cameron realized Wilson was playing her game. She sighed and shlumped her shoulders.
"Alright, why are you here? What news do you bring me about House?"
Wilson examined the brick built around Cameron's garage. "One would think that, wouldn't they? But I'm here on a mission of my own. Sort of."
"Could you be a little less specific."
Cameron rolled her eyes. "I don't have time for word games, Dr. Wilson."
Wilson nodded. "Fair enough. Okay, House can't deal with Foreman and Chase. He just can't. Not only that, but…" Wilson looked to his left and to his right, and then leaned forward slightly, as if to tell Cameron a secret. "He's got a 'thing' for you."
"First of all, he does not have a 'thing' for me, Wilson. He told me so. And second, House told me that he's not doing so well, too. He said I act as a mother-firgure to them." She turned and wagged an invisible Chase and Foreman. "Now, argue over who gets to take the MRI, boys."
"Did you ever once think that maybe he wasn't being honest?"
Maybe. Cameon thought. "No. I trust my colleges."
Wilson threw up his arms. "Everybody lies, Allison! Everybody!" He paused. "And since I am you college, trust me when I say…he needs you. Come back. The pain's all over."
Cameron averted her eyes, but she knew Wilson would eventually stare her down. Finally, Wilson got into his car. Cameron stopped him before he pulled away.
"Don't expect me to make a decision just yet." She scoffed.
"That was EXACTLY what I wanted to her!" Wilson said enthusiastically. He reminded her of a puppy just then.
The ex-doctor smiled widely, but stopped him just one more time.
"One more question." She held up her single index finger, which still contained Brian's engagement ring. "Did House send you?"
"Nah," Wilson replied, squinting one eye as he looked in the direction of the sun. "That's just what friends do."
Cameron kept smiling as Wilson pulled out and sped away, back to the hospital.
