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"Lunch!" House stated poking his head inside Wilson's office to find him there with a patient, before disappearing again and leaning against the wall by the door and waiting until both the patient and Wilson came out and shook hands, before his friend turned to face him with a concerned expression.
Wilson took the moment to let his eyes scan his friend's form, they stopped on his right hand, noticing the wounded knuckles; "What happened to your hand?" he asked quirking an eyebrow at House.
"Nothing..." House stated ignoring his friend and walking in the direction of the elevators.
"Right..." Wilson dragged out following him "...and I'm supposed to take that and shut up..." he asked jokingly.
"That's exactly what you're supposed to do..." House stated humourlessly, stabbing the call button with the end of his cane harshly.
The doors opened and they stepped inside; "...seriously, what happened?" Wilson asked getting frustrated.
House sighed; "Seriously, drop it!" House said through greeted teeth as the doors began to shut ahead of them.
But just before the doors finally closed; "Wait. Hold it!" her voice hit him like a ton of bricks and before Wilson could press the button to open the doors, House pushed him back with his cane, making him stumble backwards until he hit the wall behind him.
"House" Wilson shouted shocked as the doors slid open to reveal Cameron standing there with a relieved smile on her face, as she distractedly took a half-step until her right foot was inside the metal box, keeping it from closing.
Wilson watched helpless, House's cane still digging into his shoulder as her smile vanished, as her eyes caught his friend and House's jaw tensed instantly, for the longest time the three just stood there, House and Cameron staring at one another, while Wilson watched enthralled, the tension between the two doctors so intense it was almost palpable.
Without a single word, Cameron took a step back and Wilson felt House's cane drop from his shoulder, watching as it travelled to the button panel and pressed the button to the lobby, making the doors close between them and Cameron and the elevator began its descent.
Without a single word they made it to the cafeteria and Wilson once again got stuck with the bill. They sat in a quiet corner and began eating in silence.
"Two questions and I'll leave you alone..." Wilson said unable to keep trying to control his curiosity.
"No questions and you'll leave me alone..." House bargained, before taking another bite of his Reuben.
Wilson sighed exasperated; "It's obvious something happened between you and Cameron..." he started thinking out loud trying to understand what was going on with his friend "...the tension was tangible...which is bad, considering she's engaged to Chase..." at that House's jaw twitched and he fought hard to try and control himself "...I'm gonna go out on a limb here and say that's what happened to your hand..." he tried, his eyes boring holes on his friend's face.
House sighed; "...sorry, I told you nothing happened..." House tried again.
"Right..." Wilson dragged out again "...that thing in the elevator was all a figment of my imagination..." he quipped light-heartedly.
House shrugged; "We've always been uncomfortable around each other..." House offered absentmindedly.
"Yes, but that wasn't just two people who feel uncomfortable around each other..." Wilson stated seriously "...that was two people who did something they shouldn't have done...and by that I mean sex..." he paused intently "...and got caught with their hands in the cookie jar...and by that mean the angry fiancé..."
House dropped his Reuben frustrated; "...nothing happened..." House stated with a hint of finality in his glaring eyes.
Wilson held his hands up in defence and went back to his meal; "Fine...I'll get it out of you sooner or later..." he murmured and with that House pushed his plate aside and stood abruptly, quickly making his way out of the cafeteria and back up to the comforting darkness of his office.
"Cameron..." Wilson called out from the elevator as he reached the ER, making her look up in his direction and offer him a shy smile.
"Hey Wilson..." she said walking towards him, with a timid expression.
Wilson smiled his most charming smile at her and she quirked an eyebrow at him questioningly; "What?" she asked reluctantly.
"Coffee?" he asked sweetly.
Cameron sighed and eyed him suspiciously; "What's the catch?" she asked perceptively.
Wilson smirked; "You spent way too long working for House..." he murmured "...what makes you think there's a catch?" he asked motioning for the coffee machine in the corner of the room.
Cameron followed with a tired sigh; "I'm guessing you want to know what that thing in the elevator earlier was all about, right?" she asked suddenly feeling like her two straight shifts were finally getting to her.
Wilson at least had the decency to look sheepish, as he poured her a luke warm cup of crappy coffee and handed it to her, but just as he was about to say something, she held up a hand to stop him; "...and...if you're here...than that means House isn't telling you anything..." she paused and watched as Wilson blushed slightly, but nodded none the less.
"Because there is nothing to tell" she said slowly, pausing between each word to better make her point.
"Cameron..." Wilson sighed out exasperatedly "...you can't possibly want me to believe that thing in the elevator was nothing..." he argued.
She sighed and rubbed her temple tiredly; "...Wilson..." she breathed out "...if you didn't get anything out of House, than you're certainly not getting anything out of me..." she said ending the conversation and taking a sip of her coffee, wincing as it made its way down her gullet.
"One question..." he bargained and Cameron sighed again, but nodded for him to continue "...his hand..." he said quietly.
Cameron shivered at the memory, never before had she been so scared of anyone she loved before, noticing this Wilson continued; "...did Chase happen to run into his closed fist..." he asked carefully taking in her reactions.
Before Cameron could answer they were interrupted; "...hey guys..." the familiar Aussie voice got their attention as he approached and stood beside Cameron.
Wilson sighed eyeing the young doctor's un-harmed handsome face; "Well that answers that question..." he murmured to Cameron, before shaking Chase's hand. "This was..." he paused, trying to find the right words "...pointless..." he confessed, making Cameron smile shyly at him and Chase frown curiously "...I have to go, clinic awaits..." he stated flashing the other two doctors a pleasant smile before throwing his still full cup of coffee in the trash bin.
"Thank you for the horrible coffee..." Cameron said to his back and he turned and smirked at her amusedly.
"Hey..." Chase said quietly to Cameron, trying to get her undivided attention.
From behind a pillar in the hall, House watched the two young doctors interact, after his friend walked away looking like he'd gotten nothing from Cameron, unable to keep from smiling to himself at how much she'd changed.
His eyes moved back to Cameron and Chase as they started speaking quietly with each other, he looked in vain for any sings that would let him know how things were going between them, but he got nothing only a polite conversation between two doctors, which could mean a lot and absolutely nothing at the same time.
Still, he couldn't help but feel sick to his stomach as he watched the Aussie doctor lift his right hand and run it gently down her arm, reaching her hand and squeezing it tenderly, before walking away, leaving behind an exhausted looking Cameron.
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