A/N: Changed to T just in case. There are some curse words.

I still don't own House MD, or any other character. What a shame.

Part 3.

Wilson burst in Houses office and said:

"You paged?"

House made a gesture with his hand, to invite him to sit.

"Yes I did. I have something important to talk to you about."

"I already told you. I didn't slept with Cuddy-"

"For your own sake I hope you really didn't. If you did, you'll surely be getting one of this," points to his red cheek (where Cameron hit him yesterday): "from your girlfriend."

In that second Wilson knew his secret wasn't a secret anymore, but he wasn't going to let go that easily.

"OOOOK... What?"

"Your girlfriend. Don't deny it. I saw you and nurse Brenda in clinic last night."

Wilson felt relived. He didn't know.

"OK. I see. Your insanity is back. Not that it ever actually left. I'm not doing Brenda."

"I sure hope so, or 'Ally' will really kill you."

"So… you know. Does it bother you? That she chose me over you?" he was getting more and more pissed off, when House actually nodded.

"You son of a bitch! It's not always about you. You had your chance, you did not try, so now it's time to watch it die," he planned to jump right up and leave a mark of his own on his other cheek, but luckily for House, Allison just walked in. By the expression on both of their faces, she assumed the worst. She shouted:

"You told him?!? Why don't we just tell every one over megaphone? Or better yet! We could put it in a newspaper, or maybe even on TV?!"

"Relax Cameron. He told me nothing. I caught you guys having sex on Boy Wonders desk."

His whole life was crashing at this point, but he still had to act like himself. Like any other jerk. So he grabed Cameron hand and pulled her in a deep kiss. She never returned him kiss, she didn't even opened her mouth for him. She just lifted her knee and kicked him in beetween his legs.

"You son of a bitch! How dare you? You just can't face it that I'm over you. I love James now. And nothing will change that."

"Ooo, yeah? Not even the fact there is some British-"

"Australian," Wilson corrected him. "I know. I don't mind. I trust her completely. You on the other hand... You knew how I feel and how does she feel and it still didn't matter enough to you, to just once live things how they were. They must always be like you want them to be."

"It doesn't bother you that your 'girlfriend' is kissing her ex in front of everybody? Man you're weird," House didn't know why but he felt dizzy and then suddenly all went black.