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Chapter 2: Nervous

Wilson entered the diagnostics lounge just as House's ducklings stood. He stepped aside as the three walked by him.

"See you, Wilson," Cameron said as she passed him.

"Bye," he called out after her. He looked back to House who was gesturing him into the lounge.

"Wilson," House said. "Buddy…"

"What do you want?" Wilson asked suspiciously, not daring to sit down.

"Me? Nothing."

"Then why'd you ask me to come in here?"

"I've noticed something…"

"Besides Stacy or a patient?"

House glared at him.

"Sorry," Wilson replied.

"Okay, so I didn't notice but Foreman and Chase noticed that you've been hanging around in the lounge a lot lately."

"Your point?"

"They've been a little curious to why. Any answer?"

He shook his head. "There's just not a lot of work in the oncology office right now."

House sat there, tapping his cane pensively on the floor. "There is always work in the oncology office." He paused, tapping his cane a few more times. "Are you in love with the pretty one?"

Wilson's heart skipped a beat. "What?"

"Are you in love with Chase?" House continued.

Wilson let out a laugh. "No…"

"You know, I will find out eventually," he replied.

"Sure you will," Wilson answered, leaving the lounge. He went into the cafeteria and found Cameron, sitting alone at one of the lunch tables, poking at a salad with her fork. He walked up to her, his breath slowing a little bit. "Mind if I sit down?"

Cameron smiled up at him and nodded.

He sat down next to her, watching her vacant face. She just stared down at her salad, unaware of his eyes boring into her.

House came into the cafeteria, forcing Wilson to look up. Cameron's head shot up, her gaze following him as he helped himself to some coffee and left again. A sigh escaped her lips as she went back to her food.

"Hurts, doesn't it?" He asked her.

She looked up to him with her green eyes, staring at him in surprise. "What?" She replied.

"Loving someone that you can't have…"

Her mouth fell open before she closed it quickly and swallowed. "I don't know what you mean…"

He smiled. "Everyone knows, Allison."

She sighed. "It does kind of hurt. But how would you know? You can get any woman you want."

He shrugged. "Not every woman."

AN: She doesn't even realize it. Anyways, please R&R!