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Chase, slid his key into his lock, nudging the door open. He was extremely tired, hung over, and more confused than even he could understand. Tossing his stuff on the floor, he kicked his door shut, and headed right for the bedroom, hoping a nap would at least take away the drum solo playing in his head.

Curling up in the sheets and blanket, he rested his head softly on the pillow, and took a deep breath. Suddenly, he began to smell Wilson, and sighed. He needed to talk to him, and figure this all out. The kiss in the elevator hadn't fixed or helped anything. His thoughts drifted to that kiss, how passionate and amazing it was, and he felt the need for a cold shower.

Cameron was writing something on her laptop when House and Wilson walked in. House walked right over to her, placing a kiss on her cheek, before dropping his bag and jacket on the couch and heading into the kitchen. Wilson hung up his jacket, and put his briefcase on the floor. Massaging his temples, he sat down beside Cameron, glancing at the screen.

"What the hell is Myspace?"

""A site where you can make friends, find friends, and just do some stuff. I go on here to keep in touch with my little cousins. They love this thing, I find it interesting." She glanced at him, noticing the black circles under his eyes. "Have you talked to Chase?"

Wilson's eyes widened, and he looked away, at his feet. "About what?"

Cameron smiled. "Well you could talk about the fact that you slept together last night, or the fact that neither of you can stop thinking about each other. I'm no expert but I think those would be two topics to cover."

House came back out with 3 beers and plopped down on the other side of Cameron, handing her one of the beverages. Wilson shook his head, and House smiled. "These two are for me." He rested them on the coffee table and turned the TV on, going right for the Gilmore Girls episode he had TIVO'd.

The 3 doctors sat and watched the show until it was over. When it was, House was happy to see that there was another episode on in a few minutes. "Its just my lucky day." He beamed at the other two, who just rolled their eyes at him.

"I should get some paperwork done tonight." Wilson got up, and grabbed his briefcase, before sitting at table, and spreading out his work.

Hours went by, and when his eyes were blurry, he put his work away and glanced over at the couch. House and Cameron were fast asleep. Which meant his bed was occupied. Shrugging, he headed towards House's bedroom. To his surprise, the bed was made, and the room was neat, then it dawned on him that this too was Cameron's room, so the surprise went away, Flopping down, he curled up and got comfortable. The first thought that crossed his mind was about the night before, being in Chase's bed. Sighing, he glanced at the phone beside the bed.

The phone ringing brought Chase out of the zone he was in watching his movie. Stretching, he grabbed the handset, and pushed the talk button.

"Hello?"

The line was silent for a few moments and before Chase could say anything, the person on the line spoke.

"What laundry detergent do you use?"

Chase's brow scrunched in confusion. "Wilson?"

"Yes. Hi. What laundry detergent do you use?" Wilson couldn't help the smile that plastered his face, hearing Chase's confused tone.

"Um, Tide I believe. Why do you ask?" He sat up more, angry at himself for the happiness that filled him hearing Wilson's voice.

Wilson laughed. "Because your sheets are much softer and smell much better than House's. I don't know what he uses but he needs to change it. His bed isn't as good."

Chase laughed as well, muting the television. "Why are you in House's bed, anyways? I know you two are close but I would think Cameron would have an objection."

"They are fast asleep on the couch, which is my bed. So I thought I would steal theirs." Wilson glanced at the time, seeing it was about 10:30. "Are you in bed yet?"

"No, I was watching a movie on TV. I don't even know what its called, but its one of those movies where if you see 2 minutes of it, you have to see the rest. I was going to head to bed after it."

"That sounds like fun. I was going to go for a walk, maybe get a non-alcoholic drink somewhere."

Chase smirked. "Were you? You know, now that I think about it, I might just do the same. I might be at Charlie's in about a half hour."

"Me too. I might see you there. See ya."

"Bye Wilson." Chase hung up the phone, and bit his lip in excitement. He bolted to his room, attempting to find something clean, and something that looked good but casual.

Wilson put the receiver back and smiled at himself. He slowly got up from the bed, and changed his outfit to a long sleeve grey shirt and jeans. He was silent as he walked out to the living room, and slipped on his shoes. He grabbed his jacket and cell phone, before creeping out the door.

Cameron woke up when she heard the door close, and looked up to see House was awake as well.

"Think he is going, where I think he is going?"

"I'm surprised he waited so long." House smiled, leaning down to kiss Cameron.