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Chapter 7

House was dreading the conversation with Cuddy, relationship talk was never his thing. It was with that feeling that he knocked on Cuddy's door.

"Hi. Come in." She stepped aside to let him.

"Rachel?"

"Sleeping. It's late."

He knew it was late, he was in his office looking at the hours pass on the clock, thinking if he could avoid this or not. When he finally decided he needed to talk to Cuddy, the clock already marked 10pm.

"Sorry." He mumbled even though he wasn't, sitting on the couch.

"What's going on House? You've been distant for a while, but lately it's getting worse." She said sitting next to him.

"What do you want from me?"

"I don't know House. Something that shows me that you're fully invested in this. We barely speak anymore." She raised her voice a little.

He sighed. She was getting frustrated and had every right to be, even though at the same time he thought she should know better. After all this was him.

"You want someone who can be there for you, someone to be the father of your child, I can't make that kind of commitment. I'm not husband material, nor do I want to be.

Tears began welling in her eyes.

"Then why did you pursue me? Why did you make me believe in you?" She started yelling but stopped, waking up Rachel was the last thing she needed.

"I thought that maybe I could be that man, turns out I can't."

"Did you ever love me?" Tears running down her face.

"I thought so." He deeply cared for her, it just wasn't the type of feeling to spend the rest of your life with. He cared her in his own way, he just wasn't in love with her.

"I believe you."

"I didn't mean to hurt you."

He purposely omitted the fact he cheated on her, especially with Cameron, not for his sake he could deal with it if he had to, he just didn't want to hurt her even more. Uau! Greg House was feeling compassion, Wilson was certainly rubbing off on him.

Regaining her composure Cuddy whipped the tears off her face.

"You don't have to worry about this interfering with our work at the hospital. We never let our relationship get in the way and the same goes for our breakup." Cuddy always put the hospital first.

He just nodded at her.

"But now you have to go. I need some time alone."

House got up and walked to the door.

"I'm sorry." He whispered.

Afraid her voice would fail she just gave him a nod, and he left. Deep down Cuddy knew things wouldn't last, it wasn't House's nature. Still she'd had hope.

The next morning Wilson noticed the grim look on Cuddy's face, and when he reached his office and saw his best friend with a similar look sitting down on his couch twirling his cane and taking in account the fact he didn't hear House come home last night, he put two and two together.

"I take it things didn't go well last night. Wanna talk about it?"

"Nope."

"So you're just gonna mope around in my office all day?"

"Yeap!"

"Ok." And he started doing his paperwork, House would tell him when he was ready.

Fifteen minutes of twirling his cane passed, and House sighed.

"I have two things to tell you, but you've got to control yourself."

"Ok."

"I mean it."

"Just spill it."

"Cuddy and I broke up last night."

"Hum… Are you ok? What happened?"

"Things weren't working out for either of us, so we ended it."

"So it was mutual, she won't be chasing you around for endless time in the clinic?"

"No she won't."

"I don't get it, you wanted this for so long."

"What do you want me to say? She's not the one? It wasn't meant to be? Not in our cards? Not in our destiny to be together forever and ever?"

"Alright, I get I get it!"
"So you're ok?"

"Yeah."

"Ok. Good." He said resuming his paperwork.

When House was about to get up, Wilson remembered.

"Wait, you said there were two things."

"Right." He was throwing his cane from one hand to another.

"Well?"

"I slept with Cameron." He whispered.

"Uh?" Wilson didn't catch it.

"I said I slept with Cameron!" This time he heard it clearly.

"You did what? When? Why? Oh my God!" Wilson was shocked to say the least.

"What did I say? Control yourself man! You sound like a high school girl!"

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry. It's just uau!"

"And to answer your questions: we had sex, about two weeks ago and have you looked at her? And yeah, oh my God is right!"

"I can't believe this. Does Cuddy know?"

"No she doesn't, so no gossiping about it."

"So how are things between you and Cameron?"

"I don't know. She threw me out after."

"Why? What did you do?" Wilson was concerned.

"Nothing! She thought I was playing with her, that I was there just for the sex."

"And were you?" If he was Wilson would personally kick his ass with his own cane.

"Of course not! Even I wouldn't do that to her."

"Good. You have to tell her that."

"I already did."

"Ah! So that's where you went on lunch time. What did she say?"

"Nothing." He mumbled.

"House, you need to be sure of what you're doing, Cameron has been through a lot, you put her trough a lot. If you think you're going to hurt her then leave her alone."

"Always so supportive Jimmy!" House said sarcastically.

"Hey, she's my friend too, she's moving on. Don't make it difficult on her."

"Hey, it's not like I want to have a relationship with her. Clearly I'm not good with those."

House pushed himself up with the help of his cane, Wilson saw the defeated look, so when he was about to leave he said,

"Maybe you'd be…, with the right woman, if you truly loved her."

"Right." And he left.

These were overwhelming news. Suddenly Wilson was looking forward to meet Cameron for drinks tomorrow night, like they had planned.

***

Wilson was waiting in a booth for Cameron nursing a beer in his hands. He knew how Cameron had suffered when she left Princeton, he just hoped House wouldn't make her suffer even more.

"Hey! Sorry I'm late. Got caught up in work." Cameron said sliding on the booth to sit in front of Wilson.

"It's ok. Beer?"

"Please."

Wilson gestured for two more beers. Cameron was drinking hers but noticed Wilson was staring at her.

"What? Do I have something on my face?"

"Uh? No." Wilson answered awkwardly.

"You're staring at me." Cameron was suspicious.

"Sorry." He looked down, trying not to stare.

"You're acting weird Wilson. Something wrong?"

"No. Just a little tired. Bad day." He gave her an apologetic smile.

Then it hit her.

"You know. He told you." It was a statement.

"He told me yesterday."

"It was a matter of time, I knew he would tell you sooner or later. He tells you everything."

"So… he also told me you kicked him out. You know, it meant something to him, I don't know what exactly but it did."

"I assume he also told you he came to see me about a consult he didn't need?"

"He wanted to make things better…, in his own weird way." He shrugged.

Cameron sighed, talking about House was never easy.

"Why do all our conversations end up being about House?"

"Probably because we're both pathetic?!"

"Yeah…, you with three failed marriages, me with two, we make a great team together."

"Like I said, pathetic." Wilson shrugged.

"Let's just forget House for tonight, ok?"

"Sure! That sounds good."

They actually ended up having a good time, drinking a couple more beers, just talking about this and that.
When they were saying their goodbyes Wilson couldn't resist.

"Can I ask something? How do you feel about House?"

Cameron looks down.

"I don't know. Sometimes I hate him and others…" She trailed off.

"You know what they say, there's a thin line between love and hate." He smirks.
"He's not with Cuddy anymore. They broke up."

Cameron looks up, her mouth slightly open and a blank expression on her face. Not what she expected to hear.

"Just thought you should know." He grinned.

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