A/N: Thanks micetea and elfmaiden4legs for the review. I hope more review keep coming in. I want some guidance to make the story move toward what everyone wants. Thanks for reading!

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Figure Something Out

When Wilson reached his home that night, he could help but feel a little disappointed. The House he saw today was definitely not the same. The real House would not give up so quickly.

'Maybe he needs to know what's waiting for him when he gets out.'

Wilson realized that he needed to show House that there are people out here waiting to see him, worried about him. But knowing House, he probably wouldn't rely on his word so easily. Wilson sighed and decided to go to sleep early.

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The next afternoon, as he walked down to the cafeteria for lunch, he spotted Cuddy in the corner of the room by herself, looking a little distressed. He walked over to her with his tray along with a turkey sandwich, iced tea, and French fries balanced on top of it. He slid into the booth across from her. She was startled, letting out a little gasp.

"Oh, sorry! I didn't mean to scare you."

"No, it's okay. I wasn't paying attention." Cuddy replied with a dazed tone to her voice.

"So… what's up?"

"Nothing…" Cuddy responded, not giving much of an answer.

"Okay, let me rephrase that. Why do you look so bothered?" Cuddy sighed deeply, lifting her gaze from Wilson's tray to his eyes.

"It's just that… I'm not sure if sending House to that place was the best thing for him…" Wilson looked back at her with a bit of confusion.

"You saw what he was going through. You know he needs professional, right?" Wilson saw her eyes become a little moist and realized something.

"Cuddy, do you miss him?" Wilson managed to ask his boss. A teardrop rolled down her cheek and plopped onto the table below her.

"Of course I do, Wilson! I mean, he was House! He may not be the most kind and conventional person around, but he was one of the only constants in my life, and God knows I need that!"

They were attracting some attention now, so Wilson reached across the table and grasped Cuddy's hands and patted them, trying to calm her down.

"Don't worry, Cuddy. He'll be out of there in no time. You know House. He's not gonna let anyone keep him there for long…" Wilson assured Cuddy, wondering if he even believed what he was saying.

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A/N: So I wonder what Wilson's gonna do! ;) Well, review and you'll find out!