Twirling his cane in between his palms, House stared out into space, his mind void of all thought. His right leg was stretched painfully out in front of his, his left leg hung limp at his side. House didn't budge when Cuddy came in, nor did he acknowledge her presence.

"Cameron's asking for you," Cuddy said, leaning against the door. House nodded, without moving. "House, Cameron's asking for you." House turned to face Cuddy, his leg falling to the ground with a thump.

"Okay, I heard you the first time and I didn't say anything to imply that I cared. Why would you assume that I would care two seconds later?" Cuddy rolled her eyes.

"I'm going to visit Wilson. His arraignment is an hour." House nodded non-committally, turning back in his chair to stare.

HCHCHCHCHC

"Hey, how are you feeling?" Chase asked as he sat down next to Cameron's bed. She smiled.

"Better. My abdomen still hurts. My vision is hazy and there's topical pain in my left knee. It's getting better though." Chase nodded. "Nobody will tell me anything about my attack." Chase felt his face flush immediately. A minute ticked past.

"I, uh, I know some stuff."

"Like what?" Cameron forced Chase to look her in the eye, placing her hand on his forearm.

"I know where you were attacked and the details, but nothing else."

"You're a terrible liar."

"Cameron, they arrested a man for the attack." Cameron's mouth dropped slightly, as panic flooded her eyes.

"Who?" Her question was met with silence. "Chase?"

"Wilson," he spat, before he could stop himself. Cameron's hand flew up to her mouth, her face contorted in pain from the sudden movement.

"James? Wilson? I... no, that's not possible," she said, tears welling up in her eyes. "No, Chase, no. It's not possible. I know Wilson's body, it wasn't him." Chase's eyebrows rose so far up his forehead that they practically disappeared. "That's not what I meant. The man was much, much bigger than Wilson. He was too tall, too heavy. Oh God, Chase, I have to tell the police it wasn't him." Tears rolled down Cameron's face in droves, her hands shaking horribly. Chase took her left hand in his, stroking it soothingly.

"I think Cuddy was going to sit in on his arraignment. I'll go too. Allison, calm down, you're going to bust your stitches," Chase said, noticing that Cameron's tears had turned into sobs. Gasping, Cameron attempted to still her sobs, to no avail.

Standing outside Cameron's room, watching the scene play out behind the glass window, House sighed and returned to his office.

HCHCHCHCHC

Walking quickly down the hallway of the Mercer County Courthouse, Cuddy's mind was swimming with questions, worries, and convoluted visions. Stopping in front of Courtroom Three, Cuddy took a minute to gather herself before pushing the heavy oak door open and taking a seat in the third row from the front. Sighing, Cuddy slid her purse onto the bench and closed her eyes. For twenty minutes she sat in silence, until in the back of her mind she heard someone calling her name, not realizing it was Chase until he was right next to her.

"Dr. Cuddy," he said, sitting down next to her. She looked up, surprised, and smiled apologetically. "Cameron says the man who attacked couldn't have been Wilson. She said he was too big." Cuddy took a moment to process Chase's information, before nodding. "What do we do?"

"We wait," Cuddy said as the honorable Judge Laird McMiccon took his seat at the bench. Wilson was brought in, handcuffed, by a bailiff, and stood in front of a lectern before the judge.

"In regards to case #24601, the People vs. James E. Wilson, how does the defendant plead?"

"Not guilty, your honor," Wilson said, his voice shaking.

"The defendant's bail is posted at an amount of $15,000, and he is reprimanded until bail is paid. That is all." Unlocking Wilson's handcuffs, the bailiff gave him instructions as to how to go about posting bail, and escorted him past the small crowd gathered to observe to the bondsman. Following them out, Chase and Cuddy waited outside the office for thirty minutes until Wilson reemerged, shaken and pale. Practically falling into Cuddy's arms, Wilson sighed heavily into her shoulder.

Rubbing small circles on his back, Cuddy told Wilson of Cameron's awakening. As quickly as he had dissolved, he was calm.

"I want to see her."