A/N: Let's speed things up a little and skip some time. Get things a little more INTENSE! So, Wilson lied to House hun? Let's see how that will turn out:

Chapter 8

Liar

After 4 more days of intense this intense trip, House and 13 managed to get to Princeton, NJ.

The cold morning air hit House's face, waking him up for a very little sleep. They had arrived a half an hour ago, but 13 left to get something at the hospital she was working in, and now he laid on the couch, completely exausted. His leg pain due the lack of stops was big, and his vicodin pills were ending.

He sat up and opened the bottle. Two. He only had two of them to go through a week and two days before the wedding. If he took them now, he would be either detoxing or into much pain to stop Lucas. If he didn't, then he would be detoxing and in pain for a long time, and would end up taking the pills either way. So he'd detox twice.

Things were just great.

"Shouldn't you be getting ready to meet Wilson?" 13 asked, coming from the front door and closing it behind her.

"Shouldn't you be caring about your disease?" House shot back, as she sat besides him on the couch.

"Sure, but since my disease didn't stole my life, friends and the girl I love..." She stoped when House looked at her.

"I don't..."

"Oh please. Like you didn't come back to stop her from getting married with someone else." House didn't even bother to aswer. He knew she was right.

Truth be told, he never stopped loving her. Not when she broke up with him, not when she was with Lucas for the very first time or even when he was dating that was the reason he got so jealous of the guy that was at Cuddy's house that day. He didn't know.

But he knew now for sure that the only reason why he came back after being kidnapped, throwed into a looney bin for the second time and having to count with the help of a five year old to escape was because he loved her. If he didn't, he would have never come back after escaping. But he had to.

He had to make sure this wedding was stopped, because if Cuddy married with Lucas, she would be marrying the wrong person. And he wouldn't let that happen, because no matter what happened between them, the truth was that

He was the right person.

"Fine." He said, standing up of the couch and limping towards the bathroom.

"Oh, and House.." She said, and he looked back.

"Next time try not to offend the person that gives you your meds." She said, and threw him a full vicodin bottle.

"Thanks." He said, and finnished his way towards the bathroom.

Meanwhile...

Wilson was sitting on his couch, watching some stupid cartoon at discovery kids with Rachel by his side.

Though the little girl couldn't bring herself to take her eyes of the screen, Wilson wasn't paying any attention at all. His mind was in two completely different places.

To one side, he was completely frightened about Lucas.

He wasn't affraid of Lucas hurting him, he didn't even care about that. The only thing that mattered now was if he was going to hurt Cuddy. Because if he did, then Wilson would have failed with House again.

And after kidnapping your best friend with his enemy and throwing him away into a looney bin, any mistake with him could result in the end of that friendship. And neither Wilson or House would cope well with that, because they were just like brothers.

To the other, he knew that whatever they were going to do, they needed a plan.

And a very good one, since they were dealing with one of the best PI's in the country, and he had everything on his favor. And Lucas was kinda nuts, so whatever they did, it needed to be somewhere Lucas couldn't go all crazy on House and kill him. Because if that happened, then he would have failed, not only with his best friend, but also with Cuddy, that had always loved House.

And besides all of that, House was completely mad at Wilson, but he couldn't complain about it. He deserved it, but that didn't mean it didn't hurt.

He was so focused on his thoughts he didn't even realize House was standing right behind him.

"Wilson." House called.

Wilson turned behind, and stood up fast, kinda scared and surprised.

"House!" He screamed.

Rachel, that hadn't realized House was there at all due to the cartoon, now had all of her attention on House. She loved him.

"Da...House!" She screamed of joy and hugged his good leg.

"Hey kiddo!" He looked down, at her.

"I thought you wouldn't come back anymore!" She screamed sadly. She let got of his leg and he kneeled with it, so he could stay in the same eye level as him.

"Hey, look at me." He asked and she obeyed.

"I promised you I'd come back, didn't I?" She nodded and hugged him. He also hugged back.

"Rachel,did Lucas hurt you?"

"hun?" She seemed confused.

"Did he hit you?" He asked, letting go of her hug and looking intensely at her.

"No." She answered and House glanced at Wilson, that was standing by the couch, not daring to make eye contact with him.

"Now listen to me." He said, standing up. " Me and uncle Wilson are going to talk now on his bedroom. So I want you to sit here and keep watching your cartoon, is that ok?" Rachel nodded.

"Good." He watched as Rachel sat back on the couch and got back to her hypnotized state. He then glanced at Wilson.

"Let's go." He said, and moved towards the bedroom. Wilson following closely behind.

When they got to the bedroom, House turned the lights on and looked back at Wilson, that closed the door behind him.

"What the hell do you have on your mind!" He shouted, but not loud enough so Rachel could hear.

"You weren't coming back, I needed to find something that made you do so!" Wilson answered, on the same voice level.

"You had no right!"

"To bring you back home?"

"To lie to me! Not after all you did!"

"I..."

"You kidnapped me and throwed me on a looney bin, without..."

"If i didn't he'd kill you and Cuddy! How do you think I was supposed to deal with that?" Wilson cut House midway.

"And how do you think I'd deal with the daughter of the woman I love the most being hurt by the guy who almost took her away from me years ago?"

Wilson didn't answer that, House was right. House is always right about everything and that was really annoying him right now. But he had really no right to do what he did.

He watched as House made his way towards the door.

"Where are you going?"

"To my new home, since my ex best friend told everybody I was dead." He said opening the door and making his way towards the front door.

He looked back once, and finnished.

"At list there I have a friend I can trust." And left, not even saying bye to Rachel.

That one hurt Wilson more than anything else.

After so many years of bets,phone calls and really being suportive to his his only friend, he could not believe on what he had just said. That was mean, and House really meant it to hurt.

"Fine then." Wilson said to himself, while walking back to the livingroom to confort a worried Rachel. '

"But dont come back beging for help later."

A/N: WOW that was intense! Next chapter is a huddy full of flashbacks and everything you guys love. But the surprises are far from over!