Disclaimer: yea, yea, I still don't own it, quit making me say it.
A/N: thanks for all the lovely reviews!
Wilson watched Cameron sleep for a while, thoughts of House running through his head. His imagination wouldn't let him comprehend House's reaction if he were to find out about what happened to Cameron. He watched her sleep for a while before moving to the living room. He tidied it up before sitting on the couch and pulling out his mobile phone, dialling Cuddy's number; "Lisa Cuddy."
"Lisa? It's Wilson. I'm at Cameron's. She...she's in a bad way Cuddy. I've given her a sedative and I'm going to spend the night. I don't like the thought of her waking up on her own, so I'll probably be in late tomorrow."
"That's fine Wilson, thanks for letting me know."
"Ok, see you tomorrow."
He hung up and put his head in his hands. He didn't know what to do – how was he going to keep this a secret from House? House could read him like a book, he was just going to have to go out of his way to avoid him, at least until Cameron was better. That sounded like a plan. He sighed, took his shoes off and curled up on the couch. He wouldn't be getting much sleep that night.
House sat in his car outside Cameron's apartment block for two hours, waiting for Wilson to come back out. When his stomach started growling loudly and his leg started cramping up due to being sat in the same position for so long he gave in and drove home. When he arrived back at his place he sank onto his couch and poured himself a large glass of bourbon and took a long drink, trying to ignore the unusual feeling of jealousy he was experiencing. He couldn't comprehend it. Wilson and Cameron? Together? It didn't make sense to him. Wilson was always trying to psychoanalyse him about his feelings for Cameron, feelings he wasn't ready to admit to himself, let alone admit to Wilson. He sighed and poured himself another drink. He wouldn't be getting much sleep that night.
When Cameron woke up the next morning she felt well rested. For the first time in three days she had slept through the night. She got out of bed and wandered down the hall, smiling softly when she sees Wilson dozing lightly on her sofa. Hearing movement in the apartment Wilson woke quickly and looked around before settling his gaze on Allison. He smiles softly at her "good morning. Did you sleep well?"
She nods "yes, thank you. Gotta love sedatives," she jokes weakly.
Wilson nods before sitting up and pulling his shoes on "I'm really sorry, I have to go to work, are you going to be alright?"
She nods, a little too vigorously "yes, thank you for all your help."
Wilson stands and picks up his phone and his kit bag before making his way to the door "if you need anything, ring me ok? Any time of day, give me a call."
"I will. See you later Wilson."
After closing the door behind him she deadbolts the lock and sighs heavily. She didn't know what to do. She didn't want to stay at home, where all she would do is have flashbacks of that night, but she couldn't go to work either. She didn't want to see House. But at the same time she wanted to. So badly. But simultaneously the thought of seeing him terrified her. He could never know. Sighing, she made her way over to the couch, slumping down onto it before curling up into a ball. Another day at home it was.
Wilson arrived at the hospital late, having stopped back at his place to shower and change. He headed straight up to his office, hoping that he wouldn't have to deal with House. His incessant probing was not something he needed right now. No sooner had he got to his office, sat down and turned his computer on, House was at his door. "Wilson, the boy wonder oncologist is late. Wow, never thought I'd see the day" he mocked as he entered, shutting the door and slumping down onto the seat in front of Wilson's desk.
Wilson started checking his emails in order to avoid looking at House. Noticing his friend was doing his best to ignore him House casually said "I think I have feelings for Cameron."
Wilson's heart leapt with joy whilst at the same time his stomach sank in despair. This was not going to help the situation so he merely replied "that's great House. You've finally come to terms with something that I have known all along."
House frowned. Something was up with his best friend, and it was bugging him that he couldn't work out what it was. House knew he wasn't planning on proposing to anyone, as he wasn't nearly jittery or high – strung enough. If anything, there was an aura of deep sadness about him. He silently stood up and left Wilson alone. Once he was gone Wilson breathed a sigh of relief. He wouldn't be able to go on like this for much longer.
Back in his own office House was desperately trying to work out what was going on with Wilson. He knew it had something to do with Cameron and as he wasn't getting his answers from him he was going to attempt to get his answers from her and so he stalked out of his office, a determination in his limp. He managed to evade Cuddy as he made his way out of the hospital. He made a quick stop at a florist as he, in a very uncharacteristic gesture of kindness, bought Cameron a beautiful bunch of flowers.
When he pulled up in front of Cameron's apartment block he couldn't help but wonder if he was doing the right thing. Dismissing the thought he quickly swallowed two Vicodin he got out of the car and made his way painfully up the flight of stairs to Cameron's apartment. He got to her door and instead of his usual way of knocking with his cane he raised his fist and gave three sharp knocks. Inside the apartment Cameron groaned slightly. Whimpering slightly in pain as she moved from her curled up position on the couch she hoped it was just a salesman, someone she could quickly send on their way. Opening the door a crack she saw a big bunch of flowers and as she glanced down she saw a familiar cane. Panicking she slammed the door shut and locked it before leaning against it, breathing heavily. She heard House's voice through the door "Cameron? Please open the door. I'm crippled and my leg hurts, please let me in."
Cameron debated with herself for a few moments before replying "Uhm, give me a minute."
She rushed to the bathroom and hastily applied some make – up in order to cover the bruises on her face. She then took off her blood stained top and shoved it to the bottom of her hamper before pulling a clean one on. Her ribs were hurting so she quickly swallowed her painkillers before hiding them behind her toilet. Satisfied there was no visible evidence that House would find she made her way to the front door again. With trembling hands she opened the door and was greeted with a bunch of flowers being shoved in her face "here," House said gruffly as he attempted to enter her apartment.
Cameron was slightly taken aback but she remained stood in the doorway, blocking House's entrance. Her gaze kept falling to his cane, which House was gripping tightly in his hand. She managed to tear her gaze away from it long enough to look into his eyes and say softly "you can come in House, but I must ask you to leave your cane outside."
House stared at her "I kinda need the cane Cameron, bum leg and everything."
Cameron looked at him imploringly "if you want to enter this apartment House leave the cane outside." Her voice is slightly more forceful this time.
House blinked and nodded, propping his cane against the wall. Cameron moved aside to let him in and once he was inside she quickly shut the door and locked the deadbolt. Cameron watched with sadness as House limped over to her couch, gripping his thigh in pain as he did. He slowly lowered himself down onto the couch and he breathed a sigh of relief as the weight was taken off his damaged thigh. He popped another Vicodin as he waited for Cameron to join him.
Wanting to avoid talking to him for a little while longer Cameron took the flowers into the kitchen in order to put them into some water. As she arranged the flowers in some water thoughts ran through her head. What was he doing here? Why did he give her flowers? Does he know what happened? And if he doesn't what if he notices my injuries?
The thoughts swirled round her mind as she took the vase into the living room and set in on the table, before sitting down next to House. She didn't know what to say to him so she just sat quietly, waiting for him to speak...
A/N: muhahahaha, cliffhanger!