027. Cane
Omniscience
"You've got to admit the cane is sexy."
That statement brought Wilson to a sudden halt and he glanced up from the file he was reading to see two nurses huddled just outside the room he was standing in, gossiping with each other. He was about to walk out and break up their impromptu break when the younger of the two nurses giggled.
"Mmm. Combine the cane with the stubble and those eyes and I'd even be willing to overlook the attitude," she said with a wicked grin.
The other nurse snorted and Wilson froze, they clearly hadn't seen him and he was fairly sure he knew they were talking about. Cane, stubble, bad attitude – there weren't many in the hospital who could claim that combination.
"And that's a big and very bad attitude to overlook," the older nurse said sardonically.
"Not to mention that fact that none of us stand a chance anyway," the younger nurse said ruefully. "He's just so obviously taken."
Wilson frowned. House? Taken? Since when?
"Just typical, isn't it?" the older nurse said in agreement. "Two of the sexiest doctors in the whole hospital and they've only got eyes for each other."
Wilson's frown deepened. He hadn't noticed House looking at anyone. Unless they meant Cameron but House had seemed adamant that that wasn't going anywhere…
"I always knew there had to be some reason why a man that nice and that good-looking kept getting divorced," the younger nurse said nodding sagely. "I mean, three divorces? Guess he was just in denial."
Wilson's jaw sagged open and he traded the frown in for a flabbergasted expression. Did they mean him? And House? Him and House? He firmly pushed down thoughts of how good that sounded together and took a deep breath, making the decision that it was time to put a stop to this.
"You know what makes it worse?" the older nurse said with wry exasperation and he froze again. "Neither of them has a single clue how the other feels. It's agonising to watch."
"I'd say frustrating, very, very frustrating," the younger nurse said with understanding amusement. "They're both so smart and yet so dumb at the same time. Sometimes I feel like locking them in a small room and not letting them out until they've…"
The older nurse clapped a hand over the younger's mouth and struggled to contain her laughter.
"Do not finish that sentence, Cecile," she giggled. "You will put all sorts of very naughty pictures in my mind and I have to work with Dr Wilson. I can't do that if all I'm thinking about is him and Dr House and what they'd look like naked…together."
Cecile laughed, though she kept it fairly quiet. "You're a spoilsport, Rachel," she said when she'd managed to get herself under control again. "Mental images like that are what get me through the hours when Dr House is down in the clinic. It's hard to hate the man when he makes such pretty pictures in my mind."
Rachel smothered her giggles with her hand and slapped at her friend's arm. "Oh, that's not helping at all."
"And on that note, I think I'm going to get back to the clinic," Cecile said with a grin.
Rachel gave her friend a mock-scowl and the two women went in their separate directions. Wilson stayed where he was and went over that conversation in his mind several times before he was able to move again. He carefully closed the file in his hands and walked out into the corridor with a small smile on his face. He had a certain scruffy doctor he needed to find; he wanted to test the theory that the nurses really did know everything in the hospital.