House jolted awake from his dream. Another fucking dream about him changing his life because of what Wilson did. It felt like a betrayal of some kind even though it wasn't. House was being House anddid what he would alwaysdo and Wilson knew he wasn't serious. Instead of doing what he always did and left the situation alone, Wilson took advantage of the situation. Then tried to hide what was going on from House, so that he didn't know the truth. Yes, it pissed House off at what Wilson did, but he wouldn't cut the man out of his life. They had a strange and dysfunctional, but a working relationship as far as friendships went.

House got out his bed and went to the bathroom to splash some water on his face. He knew he wasn't going to be able to get back to sleep, so House washed up, and then dressed. There was a errand he had to run since he had today off.

House M.D.

"Do you know what time it is, House." The man said to House as he opened the door." It's three in the morning. What the hell are you doing here in theearly morning?"

"Just give me the pictures." House said impatiently.

"Couldn't you wait, until a respectable hour or something?" The man asked.

"Obviously I couldn't if I'm here, now could I?" House leaned heavily on his cane as the man went to go get the pictures. Before handing House the pictures the man checked to see if they were the right pictures, and then handed them over.

"Took you long enough." House said. "Do you have the records, too?"

"Yeah." The man said sleepily as he went to go the papers and tapes that House needed. He handed House the papers and was about to close the door when House stopped him.

"Are you sure that these are right?"

"Yeah." House didn't believe him, so he checked himself. As the man had said, the papers were right. The man didn't wait for a response from House and closed the door.

House limped over to the elevator and went into it. As he rode the elevator down, he glanced at the papers. They were the same like last time. He put the papers back inside the folder and got off the elevator. When he got into his car he looked at the pictures. It brought up a memory that he would rather forget.

House M.D.

"House, if this guy is your best friend like you say, then why are you spying on him?" The man asked as he gave House the pictures.

"Well, from the looks of it, you are the one spying on him. I'm just paying you to do it."

The guy rolled his eyes. "Then why are you paying me to spy on him?"

"Why are you letting me pay you to spy on him?" House said as he laid his back against the headboard. The guy left the question alone, and then took the check House handed him.

"You paid me a little too much." He said as he looked at the numbers on the check.

"I pay well to those who do well. If you don't won't it, I'll be more than happy to give you the right amount."

The guy left out with the check House had handed him. When he opened the folders to look at the pictures it was like a slap in the face. It was Wilson all right. The picture showed Wilson and Stacy in more than a friendly embrace. As House turned the pictures, it got worse each and every time. House had enough of looking at the pictures and threw them towards the floor.

House knew his infarction had been hard on Stacy. Even the way he has been acting has been hard on her, but to turn to his best friend. For her to go around and fuck his best friend behind his back. She could have had the decency to break up with him before pursuing a relationship with Wilson. He may have not liked it, but he respected the courage it took to do so. No, he wouldn't confront her, but he would push her away even more than he already has. As much as he wanted to confront her, he didn't have time for some tired ass excuse.

House M.D.

House looked over all the information that he received from his spy and the sealed it in an envelope. It was enough to let Julie divorce Wilson and take everything he owned. House didn't like Julie or any of the women Wilson dated for that matter, but what he is doing was wrong. If he didn't love her then he should leave her. Cheating is a coward's way out of a relationship and Wilson always used it. He addressed the envelope to Julie and wrote her a letter not to mention the anonymous package that was sent to her. He told her to say that she was suspicious and decided to see if she was right.

It bothered House, but didn't at the same at who Wilson was cheating with. Wilson knew how he felt about her, and then turned around and had an affair with her. That's one of the reasons that House didn't want to admit to liking her. But, he could never really keep secrets from Wilson either. What pissed him off the most is that Wilson only seems happy when he is miserable. Who he was cheating with only bothered him slightly because he knew it would never work out.

House knew that Wilson would never hurt House intentionally, but he subconscious was. For some fucked up reason, Wilson's subconscious wanted to hurt him. And House knew that he didn't even know why. Wilson, doesn't even know why he cheats, he just does it. Then he acts as if he knows the answer to everything, and then he can't seem to solve the problems to his fucked up life. Yeah, he's a great problem solver.

Wilson then tells House he needs to date and get over Stacy. When he does, Wilson swoops her right up from in front of him. And she lets him. It wouldn't bother him so much, but it's just he expected more from her. He knew that should stood up for what was right and that she didn't like those he did what was wrong. Of course, he knew that she had flaws, but she did what she felt was right at heart. House knew that everybody lied sometimes, but he wanted Cameron to prove him wrong. Sometimes, he wanted to see the good in people.

House M.D.

A/N: Sorry making you wait so long. I would've updated way sooner, but I didn't know where I was taking this. At first, I did, but then I changed my mind. Then yesterday this idea came to me to do this instead. Also, I will try to add more dialogue in the future.