House had fallen asleep sometime between the ER and now, he opened his crystal blue eyes and lifted his chin off his chest, he came eye to eye with Wilson, his dark eyes dull and tired
'You slept for quite a while' he said
'Yeah well' House replied tipping back on his chair 'working a near triple shift will do that to ya.' He turned his head and looked over at the sleeping Cameron. Wilson examined his friends face for a moment.
Wilson had this talent, he always seemed to be able to tell what House was thinking or feeling, and it drove him crazy because Wilson was constantly telling him things he didn't want to accept.
'You do care' he said finally.
'What?' House asked sharply
'As we unanimously stated this morning, you're an ass, but you do care.'
'No really' House said sarcastically 'if I didn't I would have been fired a long time ago'
'Not about patients, about your people' he looked over to Cameron, House followed his gaze. There was a long moment of silence.
'Not in the way you think' he said, Wilson continued
'You care to much to be just a friend, and not enough to be a love interest…' Suddenly a croaky voice interrupted
'I better damn well not be a love interest' Cameron said, both Wilson and House turned to look as Cameron blinked a few times then closed her eyes again. 'Hi' she said. At that moment Chase and Foreman pushed open the door and came into the room.
'Look's like we timed that perfectly' Chase said as he came over to her bedside, Foreman followed with a smile
'Sleeping beauty awakens' he said, Cameron's dry lips parted in a half smile
'Sleeping yes, beauty no' she said
'You look just fine to me' Wilson said as Cameron opened her eyes and looked around at her coworkers.
'Vitals look good' Chase said as he leaned over and checked her wound 'as does the wound, it should heal quite nicely'
'How do you feel?' Wilson asked
'Fantastic' Cameron said in a way that both did and didn't sound like sarcasm
'Physically you should be fine' Foreman said 'you went in and out of surgery without a hitch.'
'Except when your heart stopped' House said, Cameron's eyes darted over to him right a way
'My heart stopped?' she said locking her eyes with his
'Briefly' Wilson interjected quickly
'How long' Cameron said not taking her eyes off of House
'Don't worry Cam' Chase said
'How long?' Cameron repeated trying to pry and answer out of House
'A minute and a half' he said she nodded
'Great' she said flatly.
'Clark has been taken care of' Chase cut in changing the subject 'he's been moved to a secure place in the hospital.'
If Wilson had one explanation as to why he could practically read House's mind, it was because he was very good at reading people. He could tell what they were thinking or feeling by their body language, voice and facial expressions. It had always been a gift of his and right now he was picking up a vibe from Cameron. He had felt rather than saw her arm muscles tense under his hand, and he saw her eyes cloud over slightly at the sound of Andrew Clarks name. He watched her, anger he could see clearly, that was a given. But there was something else something unexplained, something much more deep rooted and without thinking he closed his fingers around her hand.