Chapter 16: Weaving the Lie
As the noon hour drew to a close House found a perch, high above the clinic lobby, and watched as doctors and patients moved about. It was proving to be a busy afternoon. This was his favorite location. If he wanted information he could usually get it. if he wanted to annoy people, he had a high vantage point over them and lots of little places to sneak into before anyone could get up to his level, and if he saw Cuddy coming he could disappear. Usually, it was the most entertaining place in the whole hospital because as long as you weren't directly interacting with sick people, they were usually very entertaining. House prided himself in being able to diagnose an issue the moment a person walked in the door, just by looking at them. What people didn't know was that he usually perused files later in the day, out of boredom, to see how many he got right. Colds were easy, the STI, now those were harder, but there were still tell tale signs.
Cuddy spent more of her time in her office as many doctors and business people found their way in to see her but for the most part Cuddy stayed locked away. So there wouldn't be any entertainment found on that front. Contrary to popular belief, Cuddy was a busy woman and though there were a lot of people that she could have gone off to see them in their own departments, she was angry with House and knowing his habits as well as she did, she knew he'd manage to find her and pick at the wounds that were still festering after what had happened that morning.
Wilson hadn't found anything with regards to House's patient and now Wilson was in surgery. So again, no fun from Wilson, or team Wilson for that matter because they were a pair of goody two shoes and wouldn't follow House even if a life depended on it, which they had caught onto early on and House always lied about problems with them, so there really weren't any lives at stake when House cried wolf.
"No fun at all," House sighed and tossed a skittle at a passing orderly and bounced it off his bald head.
House waved pleasantly as the orderly turned and gave House the finger. He popped another candy into his mouth and continued to watch the entrance. He smirked to himself as Cicciliano and Chase returned from lunch together and to his surprise Chase kissed her cheek and disappeared into the clinic to put in his hours. Cicciliano continued on her way to the elevator.
The more House watched them, the more he was convinced that something was up, but the guessing game was the best part. Turning from the railing and leaning heavily on his cane, just as Cuddy came out of her office and scanned the lobby up and down, House made his way back to his office to contemplate the relationship status of two of his doctors, and he might even work on his own case for a little while. Truth be told he did have a sick patient still, the dean of medicine and the dean of the university breathing down his neck, and not in a good way, and still no real conclusions as to what was wrong with the diva or why she was having so many issues.