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Chapter 4
Wilson could see House waiting for him at the entrance of the cafeteria. "I am not buying your lunch today."
"Sure you are. I'll eat light."
Wilson rolled his eyes. "Yeah, that will be the day. When are you going to buy my lunch?"
"I take care of you in other ways." House said as he took a tray and put a ham and cheese sandwich on it, along with a cup of chocolate pudding and a diet coke.
"Name one." Wilson said.
"It's so like you to never notice the things I do for you." House responded in a teasing manner.
Wilson rolled his eyes.
House waited as Wilson paid for both of their lunches and then followed him to a table off to the side, by the window and sat down.
Wilson didn't say anything and began to break up the crackers into his chili.
House put mayo on his sandwich and took a large bite. After a few minutes, he broke the silence.
"Do you talk to Cameron much?"
Wilson is surprised at the question. He shrugged his shoulders slightly. "Sometimes. Why?"
"Just wondering if she ever brings up working in the ER."
Wilson took a drink of his iced tea and thought about how he should respond to the question. "Let's see, the last time we had a lengthy conversation was about two weeks ago, over dinner. She made the comment about how many hours she was putting in and that she was tired." He said taking a bite of his chili.
House eyed him. "Over dinner?"Wilson just smiled but didn't elaborate any further, knowing it would bug House. It was worth watching him squirm, for a few short minutes of satisfaction.
House saw the smile and didn't like it. "Just how often do the two of you have dinner together?" House had now laid his sandwich down and watched Wilson.
"Every once in a while. Sometimes we just have a drink together." Wilson said nonchalantly.
"Since when do you socialize with Cameron?""Does it bother you that I have dinner with Cameron?" Wilson asked smiling inwardly now.
"No. I just find it curious that you have never mentioned it to me. How long have you two been getting together?" House did his best to hide the fact it did bother smiled. "For a while now. We started hanging out after she started in the ER, about six months ago."
House continued to eye Wilson. "You have been hiding this from me for six months?" House didn't mean to sound so shocked.
"I haven't been hiding it from you." Wilson said, trying to convince House.
"Yes you have."
"Look, I don't tell you about everyone I socialize with.""Yes you do, especially when they work here."
"Cameron and I are friends. Besides, she's different."
"Why is Cameron different?" House asked.
"If I had told you I was seeing Cameron you would have drilled me about everything we talked about."
"What do you talk about?"
Wilson sighed. "House, stop. We don't talk about you." He lied.
"Do you talk about Chase?"
"Sometimes." Wilson suddenly felt like he was being backed into a corner. "We talk about a lot of things."
"Why don't you talk about me?""Because she knows I'm your best friend. What is this about?" Wilson asked holding his hands up in a gesture.
"Nothing. I forgot what I was talking about in the first place." House said somewhat annoyed.
"Well, it was you who got off the subject. You were asking me about Cameron and the ER. Why?"
"Never mind. I was going to share my idea with you but now I'm not." He said in a childish tone.
Wilson put his spoon down and looked at House. "Oh c'mon. Just tell me. It has to do with Cameron, doesn't it?"
House closed his mouth and pretended to lock his lips.
"You're a child, do you know that?""And you're not?"
"You would think you were going to ask Cameron to come back or something." Wilson said, not really serious.
House couldn't hide the surprised look on his face.
Wilson didn't miss the look. "Is that your plan?" He asked surprised.
House gave him a devilish grin. "You'll never know now." He stood up and left, taking his spoon and pudding with him.
Wilson sat back in his chair and wondered what his friend was up to.
