057. Whisper

Watching

Cameron walked into the Diagnostic Medicine conference room, reading a file and absently pushing her glasses up her nose. She glanced up as she walked in then went back to her file only to have the sight she'd glimpsed draw her attention again.

"Uh, guys? What are you doing?"

Chase and Foreman was standing at the glass wall that separated the conference room from House's office but they were standing in an odd place and they had the strangest expressions on their faces. Foreman turned around and placed one finger against his lips, shushing her and beckoning her forward.

"Come here," he whispered.

"Quickly," Chase added, also in a whisper.

"Why are we whispering," Cameron whispered as she joined the two men.

"Look!" Foreman whispered, pointing into House's office.

From where the three of them were now standing, they could see through House's office and out onto the balcony. House and Wilson were out there and it took a couple of minutes for what was happening to sink in. House was standing out there with his arms wrapped around Wilson. The oncologist had his face buried in House's neck and was clinging tightly to the older man. As they watched House brought one hand up and began gently stroking Wilson's hair as he murmured words into his ear.

Cameron couldn't help but think that the scene was almost unbearably sweet and for one brief moment she wondered if that was really House out there. She'd never seen that kind of gentleness and caring from House and she felt a flash of jealousy, wishing she was the one who was the recipient of such actions.

"What happened?" she whispered.

"Don't know," Chase whispered back. "Wilson knocked on the balcony door. He looked terrible and House looked a bit surprised before he went out. Foreman saw them like this when he went to fill up his cup."

"It's a bit weird to say this but it's actually kind of nice to get some proof that he can be a decent human being," Foreman added quietly.

Cameron thought about protesting but reams of examples of House's normal bastardry flooded through her mind and she discarded the idea almost immediately.

As they watched, House's gently cupped Wilson's face in one hand and raised it. Even from where they were standing the three young doctors could see the tear streaks on Wilson's face and the misery in his eyes. But House's next action had them all drawing in startled breaths. House murmured something then leaned forward and kissed Wilson. It was a gentle kiss, one full of compassion, and so very obviously one between established lovers. They watched, their eyes wide with surprise as Wilson leaned into the kiss and closed his eyes. When the kiss ended House pulled Wilson close again and the younger man went willingly. House said something that caused Wilson to shake his head then he went back to stroking Wilson's hair.

"House and Wilson?" Foreman whispered. "Huh."

"Guess it makes sense in some weird kind of way," Chase added.

Cameron was silent for a long moment and she could feel Foreman and Chase's eyes on her. Finally she smiled slightly.

"I think they're very sweet together."

Foreman groaned and Chase rolled his eyes and the two men straightened and head over to the table.

"Only you would go from mooning after House to thinking his gay relationship with Wilson was sweet," Foreman said with disgust.

Cameron watched the two embracing men for a moment longer then turned and sat down at the table with a small, mysterious smile on her face.

"Well, it is," she stated then opened the file she's been carrying and went back to reading it, ignoring the smirks and shaking heads from the other side of the table.