Title: Wilson In The Morning: Dependence

By: lbc

Pairing: House/Wilson

Rating: Mature adult

Genre: slash

Disclaimer: I sure wish I owned these characters.

Words: 570

Summary: House is woken up.

Note: This is the second part in the arc. Very short.

8:00 am, February 14

Greg House lay in bed, warm and with little pain for once. It must have been a cloudy day over New Jersey because the curtains which covered the windows kept the room refreshingly dark. Suddenly, a blazing light appeared overhead.

Throwing his hand over his sensitive eyes, House carefully opened one eyelid to try to focus on what was causing the blinding light. "Happy Valentine's Day, House."

House sat up in bed, shaking his head to clear it of the five or was it six cans of beer from last night's orgy of beer, pizza, and the monster machine spectacle that had blazed across the New Jersey horizon, in the form of a TV program called, "The Monsters Do It."

Wilson had stayed over and House had thought they were sleeping in. His leg had given him an extra reprieve of an hour or so. He had not noticed the absence of Wilson's warm body, but now it was standing in front of him . . . grinning and holding out a tray. Eyeing the tray House noticed a mug of hot coffee and a plate with a piece of toast shaped like a heart.

About ready to let loose with a blazing barb about waking a man up when he was sleeping, House halted his diatribe of sarcasm when he saw the look on James Wilson's face. The man had been his friend, his only friend for almost 18 years; how could he throw the gesture back in the man's face, but the look in the beautiful brown eyes disturbed House. He liked Wilson, maybe even loved him . . . if that emotion was possible for his starved psyche to comprehend, but he wanted nothing . . . nothing to damage the friendship that was the living source of his survival on the planet and especially in the world of Princeton-Plainsboro Teaching Hospital.

Picking up the toast, prepared just the way he preferred it (except for its shape), House grimaced a smile, "Thanks, Jimmy. What time is it?"

Wilson smiled. "I let you sleep a bit late. You really need to get up; remember Cuddy wanted to see you early today."

"Don't worry. Besides, I have a box of candy for her; she'll be so amazed that I'm human that she won't notice my being late."

"You bought her some candy?"

House turned as he was heading towards the shower and quirked his eyebrow. "Nah, one of my patients left it behind - - allergic to chocolates."

Wilson shook his head as House went to shower.

Twenty minutes later the two men were walking into PPTH with the heart-shaped box prominently displayed. Allison Cameron suddenly appeared, smiling broadly. "Oh, Doctor House, you've got a secret sweetheart! Congratulations!"

House stared briefly then blurted out, "Nah, if I don't feed my love handles every day they start having seizures and doing all kinds of crazy things."

As House walked off down the corridor towards Cuddy's office, two people stood staring after him. One looked on in amazement, her open mouth reminiscent of a burbling guppy, and the other looking on with wistful need.

TBC