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 Posted: Sun Feb 17, 2008 12:41 pm
Movement wasn't so easy for House, but he managed. He had ducked into a hallway when he spotted Foreman rushing by. House did everything he could to surpress the laugh that he got out of panicking Foreman or any of the others for that matter. He limped to Wilson's door and opened it with a slight smile.
"So how many beds are being cleared today, Jimmy?"
He said his voice filled with a certain morbid humor. He knew how hard it was for Wilson to constantly deal with death. Although he had his doubts about the compassion, nobody could be that caring. Even if Jimmy did come off with a certain sincerity, everbody lies.
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Posted: Sun Feb 17, 2008 1:06 pm
Wilsons eyes shifted toward the door as the highly familiar face walked through. A smile crossed his face, that is until House stated that snarky remark. The smile plummeted to a frown before he sipped the coffee, using the hot beverage as an excuse not to comment back. But once the cup left his lips, he could not help himself. "Oh a few, enough to provide room for all three of your lazy legs, so don't fret." he replied. It was impossible to withhold it, he could not be one of Houses ducklings even if he wanted to. After knowing House so long, you became use to the combat of sarcasm and personal picks. Though it was all in good fun, he figured both of them could tell when the other was serious.
"I take it you had the chance to avoid Foreman?" he asked.
Not to long before now, Foreman had rushed down the hall. House seemed to have avoided him rather easily, though he knew that Foreman would soon decided to check his office next. This was always one of the hot spots to check for when House went missing and he never bothered to give him to the team rather then just allow him to hide. Besides, he enjoyed the company believe it or not. No matter what button House managed to push, Wilson still stood by him. Though now, their friendship was getting harder with all the people that seemed to try to come in between, the thought of Tritter sent a tinge up his spine. But it seemed to still withhold all of that, sometimes he wondered how it survived so much bullshit from the past.
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Posted: Sun Feb 17, 2008 1:15 pm
House laughed slightly, he loved it when Wilson played back with him. It was always entertaining to hear his comebacks. But as he heard Wilson's second remark his face fell into a state of mock shock and surprise.
"Are you implying that I'm hiding from him? Really, Jimmy, I don't know what to say." He puts a hand to his chest as he leans on his cane. House looks as though he's hurt by the accusation.
"Do you think that I would avoid my work on purpose?" He looked at Wilson with the stunning force of those clear blue eyes. "Don't you have any faith in me?"
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Posted: Sun Feb 17, 2008 1:33 pm
Wilson could not help but chuckle silently, a smile covering his face from ear to ear. House was looking like a shocked damsel. Though those eyes caught his attention, making his heart pound slightly. But he hid the affect of that stare with a sarcastic smile on his face, silently asking House if he was serious. It was never news to him that House avoided work, but he knew House would not for long, especially once Cuddy caught him in his office. Even a duckling could manage to retrieve House. He leaned a little farther in his chair as he watched House do his antics.
"Let's just say watching ER does not count as doing your job." he stated, the grin still plastered on his face.
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Posted: Sun Feb 17, 2008 1:42 pm
House grinned, "But you could learn more from George Clooney then from most of the current doctors in this place." He put on his most innocent face, "And admit it Jimmy, you get hot and bothered anytime you watch him."
He walked closer to the desk and tapped it with his cane. "Come on Jimmy, lets go to lunch." He looks at him with a smile that spelled mischeif. "Maybe I can avoid Cuddy's speech today."
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Posted: Sun Feb 17, 2008 2:03 pm
Wilson began to lean back as House began to approach him. Those eyes were still hypnotizing him as they grew closer. Their blue hue intensified as he grew inches closer to the desk. Her tried to not appear nervous, but the closer House came the harder it was. What exactly did House mean by getting hot and bothered, he was not gay. That's what he always told himself, but then why did Houses eyes have that effect on him, it was hard not to find that to be just a tad gay. His heart began to beat faster and faster, that is until it gave one final jump when the cane tapped on his wooden desk. His eyes seemed to wake themselves up and he appeared to be aware of his surroundings now. He sat up in his chair, looking over to the clock behind Houses head. House was really late today, it was actually the time they normally go eat. Nodding softly, he got up, laughing at the Cuddy remark to hide the awkward feeling he felt.
"You know if you are caught, Cuddy will have a fit an so will Foreman." he stated as they walked through the hall.
A few occasional nurses watched them pass by, they always walked together and with very little distance. All of them at this point seemed to be focused on doing their jobs, but he was not sure if they gathered together to gossip about them and other things around the hospital. He looked away from them and just continued to walk next to House. Hopefully Cuddy would not spot them, so he could be with House for awhile before both returned to their patients.
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Posted: Sun Feb 17, 2008 2:20 pm
House walked with Wilson beside him, it was so natural to have Jimmy at his side. A breaths distance between them, it made his mind wonder. He could so easily reach out and grab his hand. House shook his head slightly, Jimmy is not the person that he should be looking at like that. He winced lightly, his leg was acting up today.
"So whats for lunch today?" He said looking at Wilson with a grin. He decided to leave it up to Wilson.
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Posted: Sun Feb 17, 2008 2:40 pm
Wilson looked over to House as they reached the lobby. Doctors busily rushed past them or walked in a stride discussing theories with one another. He looked forward as he began to go over it in his head. To be truthful, he was not in the mood to eat what the cafeteria line had to provide. Plus it would rid of the rushed vibe of the hospital, full of busy doctors and worried family members. So going out was the best thing he could think of, looking over to House, he put his thoughts into words.
"I say we head out to a cafe somewhere, cafeteria food doesn't seem to settle for a good lunch." he stated, seeing if there was a certain one House would rather head to.
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Posted: Sun Feb 17, 2008 2:48 pm
House ponders for a moment, "I know a good place a few miles down the road." He walks on through the doors of the hospital, "Come on, Jimmy, I'm driving."
House walked to the motorcycle that was parked close by. He smiled proudly at the bike, but turned to see Wilson's reaction. He was expecting anything from shock to irritation.
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Posted: Sun Feb 17, 2008 3:06 pm
James walked with House outside the hospital, the glass doors moving from them as they approached. Without the glass to shield them, Wilson could feel the sun rays pouring onto him. His eyes squinted to block them from the harmful yet loved light. It was much more quiet outside then inside the hospital, even with a few birds chirping in a tree. It was pleasant, he felt better already just to get away for a moment. He followed House toward the parking lot. He was glad House had an idea of a place, either way he would be eating both of their meals at one point. As they reached the asphalt, Wilson almost passed House walking toward his car and not Houses bike. When the sound of footsteps faded to only his own, he turned to see House ready on next to his bike.
Wilson looked at him with a stern look, was he expecting him to drive that deathtrap? One of his hands ran through his hair, messing it only for a moment before it fell back into place. Then he rested his hands on his hips, looking at House with a look that questioned his seriousness. When he knew that his nut of a best friend was actually implying for him to get on, he sighed.
"I am not riding on that thing, especially how you drive." he stated.
Not only did Houses reckless driving make him nervous, it was also that he was have his arms around House the entire time. The thought alone almost caused his cheeks to change color. Any normal person may not think twice, but normal men knew they were straight. But so did he, why else would he have had so many marriages? Sure, all of them crashed and burned, but they were all women. So he wondered why he worried about his relationship with House. Probably a friend crush or something, they did always spend time together. That must be it, fear of looking gay with his friend, but could that make his heart beat so fast?
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Posted: Sun Feb 17, 2008 3:53 pm
House seemed to fake a frown, "Aw, come on, Its not like I expect you to put out after the date Jimmy." He smiled slightly leaning against his bike to releave the pressure on his leg. He looked up to the sky, then back at Wilson, knowing eventually he would cave.
"Jimmy, I would never put your life in danger." He looked at him with a smirk, "Unless I thought it would be beneficial. But your still useful to me." He laughed a bit, when he looked Wilson dead in the eyes. House's eyes were clouded slightly, did Wilson truely not trust him? It made him a little depressed but he smirked his way through the feeling.
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Posted: Sun Feb 17, 2008 6:31 pm
Wilson chuckled slightly, though he still looked at the bike like it was a punk boyfriend going out with his daughter. It was not only Houses driving, he was fine in the car, just the fact that this was a bike. It had no belts or metal surrounding him to protect him from an accident. Plus, others on the road drove worse then House did, House only sped. There was more reckless of drivers roaming the streets, only they had cars to prevent them from dying. But he saw House look at him, something in his eyes seemed disappointed or upset. Did he offend House, he decided to clarify without appearing paranoid.
"Someone else could hit us..even if you drove at a grandmothers pace." he stated, ending with a joke.
Either way it was useless, House seemed dead set on taking the bike. It could weave them through traffic to get to the cafe sooner, now he was beginning to think like House. If they kept standing there, they would stay hungry when work started. Plus, standing could bring pain to House from standing to long. With a deep take in of breath, following by a soft sigh, he walked over to House and picked up the extra helmet hanging off the back of the bike. Saying goodbye to his well combed hair, he placed the helmet snug over his head. As he clicked the strap together he looked over to House.
"I'm trusting you with my life." he stated with a smile.
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Posted: Sun Feb 17, 2008 11:20 pm
(( I shall ignore 'Cameron's post. )
Robert Chase in the meanwhile, was having a hard time deciding what to do.
He was late for work. Oh dear. He was rarely late, but when he was, he was very late. Like now.
It was about noon, wasn't it?
He parked in a way the Blues Brothers would have been jealous of (well, in his mind they were), jumped out of the car, rushed to the hospital, ran back to lock his car, and rushed to the hospital even faster.
Even House wasn't usually this late, was he? What would he say? The truth? "I was watching a movie last night and when it ended, a new good one started so I ended up staying up 'till 3AM."
Nope, that wasn't going to work. That meant he had to think of an excuse. But what? He walked into the cafeteria, and was thankful not to see any too familiar faces (yet). he sat down with a nice hot cup of coffee, and wondered where House was. He wasn't going to get fired now, was he?
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Posted: Mon Feb 18, 2008 6:27 am
House couldn't hide a genuine smile, Jimmy was actually trusting him. His eyes were sparkling with the excitement of taking Jimmy for a ride. "Thanks Jimmy," He swung his leg over the bike and put on his helmet. House usually didn't wear a helmet, but he thought it would make Wilson feel more comfortable.
"Y'know Jimmy, If your scared you can hold on tight." He stifled a laugh as he looked at his friend. His teasing remarks were usually made only to get a reaction from Wilson.
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Posted: Mon Feb 18, 2008 12:37 pm
((xD I could just see Chase catching them in the parking lot xP That would have been funny, especially with Wilson grabbing on House))
Wilson supported himself when the bike began to tilt to the side when House placed his weight on it. He nodded to the thanks, though he still looked a tad nervous, what was he thinking getting on the bike. Now it was too late to get off without seeming like either a coward or a jackass. His eyes shifted back up to House, a snicker being his response.
"I'm not that scared..." he stated, though he was lucky the blush was not coming while House was staring at him.
He knew that either way he still had to hold onto House if he wanted to stay on the bike and not meet with the asphalt below. His eyes glanced to the ground, not liking the thought of flying off this deathtrap. Facing forward again, he placed his hands slightly on Houses sides. He could hear his heart pounding in his ears, so he made sure he did not make it seemed that he liked it or that he was scared of falling.
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