A/N: Here's an update. There will be a few more scenes similar to this laying the ground work for massive amounts of drama ahead. If you've been reading my other fics you can see I groove on the angsty delisciousness of drama.
Disclaimer: I do NOT own HOUSE M.D.
The next morning was Monday two days before Wilson came home from the hospital. House and Thirteen had spent a weekend in suspended animation, time stood still and they were marooned on a desert island of intimacy and discovery. Things progressed rapidly, romantically in their cocoon of lust and burgeoning love. Today would be the test; today they began to face the real world, the world of Princeton Plainsboro Teaching Hospital. Where he was her boss, she was dying and impossibly young. Where the very thought of them having anything let alone a true love was ludicrous. Needless to say, they were both feeling nervous about the day ahead.
"So … "She said looking up into his face as he kissed her … They had just had more amazing sex, and each were reluctant to have it end.
"Don't worry Remy…It will be fine. We don't have to tell. But if we did, I'd tell them to get over it or fuck off."
"Greg, I'm not so sure I can hide the glow you put on my face, and the sway in my hips."
"Well, I wouldn't want you to…I want to watch you and think about touching you, think about everything I'm going to do to you when I get you alone." For effect, he bent down and sucked her nipple into his mouth she gasped in pleasure.
"You are insatiable… "
"You make me that way."
"So if someone guesses?"
"Then I will push you up against the wall and kiss you till you faint… you know to erase all doubt."
She groaned as the picture filled her mind and produced a tingle that would need attending to if he kept it up. "You're killing me…"
"Oh yeah? Hmmmm What, you don't like the thought of me kissing you at work?"
She shivered…"Actually I seem to like it… A LOT!"
"Oooh really? Then perhaps I should help you with that?"
"Greg we have to go to work… besides Wilson is probably wondering where you are."
"You are such a meanie…" He pouted like the little boy he was at times.
She kissed him all the while her eyes open .She liked to show him what she was feeling so he couldn't doubt. "Greg , I… these past two days have been amazing… I "
He kissed her long and so deep, she couldn't keep her eyes open, she was beginning to swoon. When he relented and she got her breath back he said "Shhh…we don't need words…" His eyes stared into her with heartfelt sincerity.
"Okay…Now would you please get off of me before we start something you have to finish? Unlike you I enjoy being at work on time. You know my boss is a total jerk." She teased.
He laughed… "Okay, but you have to make the coffee when we get there; I'm going to check on Wilson."
The rest of the morning was spent in a flurry of activity, and they were out the door and on the way to work in record time.
Remy, sat in the car thinking about the wondrous turn of events her life had taken. She didn't know she wanted a man, let alone a fifty year old manly man, let alone her boss. However, it was now clear to her that, that it was exactly what she wanted…needed. Her heart quickened at the thought of this fragile, mystical thing between them might end. It was crazy; Remy Hadley doesn't fall in love. Well she didn't use to. Eric was great, but she never felt with him what she feels with Greg. If it didn't feel so right, so god damn good, she would be scared. However, all she feels is …wonderful.
House was in his own world as well. He thought about how insane this was to the jaundiced eye, and all the hell he could get for being with her. Then he remembered what it was like to be with her to touch her, to be quiet with her, and every doubt faded away. He tried to look at the situation logically, and the best conclusion he could reach was that it would be highly illogical of him to turn down a chance at happiness. After all isn't that what he told Nolan, was his goal… "I want to be happy."
They parted ways in the elevator, after a clandestine kiss Remy got off and walked to the diagnostics department, and House left to see Wilson.
House did everything he could to tamp down his mood but there was no hope in it. He knew he was happy and that Wilson would notice. He knew Wilson would grill him like a steak to find out why. He decided he didn't care.
"Good Morning Wilson!" He said cheerfully as he entered his room.
Wilson looked up from his dismal hospital breakfast to see House practically beaming at him. He furrowed his brow in that Wilsoninan way and asked House "What have you done? Are you on something?..."
House decided even Wilson's constant faithlessness couldn't burst the bubble he was in. "Hmmmm I'm not sure how to answer that. Why don't you guess?"
Wilson eyed him suspiciously, and House just smiled a genuinely content smile. A thought began forming… "You had sex!!!!"
"A gentleman never tells…" He winked an exaggerated wink at him.
"Cut it out House I know you did! You're practically a walking billboard for post coital bliss right now."
"Can't fool you can I?"
"Who ? Not a …working girl was it?"
A shadow of bitterness and hurt flashed across face.
"Why Wilson? Because I am so hideous no one else would want me?"
'Dammit'
"No House …I'm sorry. Why don't you sit and you can tell me about it, I really want to know."
Warily House said " You might not like it."
"What? Why?" completely intrigued.
" Well you might have an opinion in which case you will beat me relentlessly with it until I cave. Just need to let you know whatever you say I am not going to quit seeing this person."
Wilson started to have an idea… 'No…There's no way. Right?'
"Okay, I guess I 'll just listen, and try not to pass judgment."
"Yeah right… Anyway, the deal is the thing that's going on …well it sort of feels…amazing…umm you know. It feel so right." House was looking at the floor somewhat sheepishly.
"Are you…blushing?"
House's face darkened "Just forget it! You always tell me to open up to you and when I do you give me crap about it." He pounded his cane down for emphasis and stood to leave.
'Oh hell…' "House, wait. I'm sorry, you're right. Please come back, I really want to know." Wilson pleaded.
House turned around reluctantly and said, "You promise not to freak out or yell at me?"
'What the hell?' "Yeah I promise…now just sit down."
House sighed… 'Here goes..' " Well, something happened. Something I wasn't expecting... I think I could be in love."
Wilson stared at him in astonishment. He knew he had to be careful or he would crush this moment and House may never share with him again.
"Okay…that's great." He said quietly.
"Anyway, some people might have a problem with it, so I'm not sure about telling you."
'Uh Oh.' "I promise to hear you out… and try to be open minded." 'Is he talking about Cuddy? …Is he gay?'
House puffed out his cheeks with a sigh " Here goes… I think I am in love with Remy."
'Remy?....who is …' "Thirteen!? You think you love Thirteen?"
House was ready to flee again.
"Wait. House just give me a minute… So tell me when did this happen?"
"Look I know it sounds crazy, but it just sort of happened. When it did, it turned out to be kind of …amazing."
"…"
"Well?"
"I don't know what to say. I am happy for you but I can't help but be worried too."
"Yeah, I know."
"Do you mind me asking how this happened?"
House thought about it for a minute…" I can give you the highlights but not the details."
'He must be serious.' " Okay, great."
"You know how I was a little freaked about you doing this liver thing … Well Cuddy said I had to stay with someone as per the agreement Nolan and she set up. Originally, she recommended Chase but I put the kibosh on that due to his being kind of a drunk these days, then she said Thirteen would be perfect because she had broken up with Foreman and needed a place to stay anyway. I wasn't happy about the whole babysitting thing to begin with, but then to stick me with a girl …well you know. So Thirteen came over the other day to "babysit"me, and she started yelling at me for being a chicken not to come see you, so we did."
"Oh, and then what?"
" Well something sparked in your room. You know when we were teasing. "
"Yeah, I did pick up on it."
"I don't know if it's the being off vicodin or the antidepressants, but suddenly I feel like I'm in college again… in certain ways if you know what I mean , and Thirteen …well let's just say she was giving me hell.
But I told her no, that there was no way it was going to happen… she thought it was funny at first… suffice to say one thing lead to another… like four times.
I know it sounds stupid Wilson and insane ,but I am fifty years old and have no one but you. And Cuddy… You know. I decided to take a chance, and at the least have hot sex with a beautiful woman, it turns out it is something more, and she feels the same. I am trying as hard as hell not to run away, not to be suspicious of her motives, or kill this with logic. I feel something I thought I would never feel again, and for once I am going to let myself trust, and let myself be loved… be happy."
Wilson looked at him with a mixture of awe and tenderness. How long had he waited for his friend to feel things again, to take a chance? He wasn't about to screw it up.
"House, that is wonderful; I am so happy for you. Have you told Nolan?"
"Why? Do you think it's not a good thing?"
"No, I think he'll think it's a great thing."
House smiled a tiny smile and his face flushed in embarrassment.
"Just don't make a big deal out of this…this me sharing thing or it will never happen again."
"I won't I promise. … House?"
"What?"
Wilson grinned at him "Thanks for sharing!"
House laughed " That's it. One time, no more or else!"
"Okay."
"Listen Wilson, don't tell anyone…. especially Cuddy."
"I won't… but you know how this place is, she'll find out eventually."
"Yeah, but not yet okay? I don't want anything to mess this up."
House stood to go . "I'll see you at lunch; I'm going to call Nolan from the roof."
"Okay House, see you at lunch. Tell Darryl I said hi." House walked out leaving James with his thoughts…
'Wow…that was …amazing… ' and Wilson turned over to take a nap.