Date: Sun, 6 May 2007 17:34:37 -0700 (PDT)
From: Carlton Harris <mrsmiley411@yahoo.com>
Subject: House Chpt. 6

House is the property of Bad Hat Harry productions. I do not claim to own
the show.  This story is a work of fiction. The people in this story are
not gay and don't take this story to represent their real lives. I'm not
making any profit from this story. If you aren't into gay sex or are not 18
or older, then don't read this (Or at least don't get caught).

House Chpt. 6

Wilson made his way down the hospital hallway just a few steps away from
Foreman, a fellow doctor who had abruptly yanked him from a very
pleasurable experience.  Only just moments ago he was seconds from giving
Matthew Fox, the gorgeous star of Lost, the best happy ending any doctor
could give.

"What is going on?" He called to Foreman who was nearing the elevator, that
infamous elevator.

"Another one of the patients has gone into critical condition." Foreman
answered pushing a faded 3 on the elevator key list. The door opened and
the young doctor Cameron was there waiting for the others.  Wilson and
Foreman entered the elevator and Wilson pressed again the back wall
thinking about what a crazy day it had been.  First the man he loved told
him that he wasn't ready and needed space and then a popular celebrity, who
he thought would never know his name, was coming on to him in a strong way.

"What took you so long?" Cameron questioned looking at her watch and the
elevator button lights decrease. Wilson wasn't particularly interested in
playing 20 questions but if it would keep her suspicions at bay he would
comply.

"I accidentally lost track on time." He stated hoping she would leave it at
that but knowing Cameron she would persist.

"Is he okay? Is it anything very serious?" She asked. Wilson would
obviously not tell her what actually went on between the sheets but that
didn't stop him from smiling.

"What is so funny?" interjected Foreman. Wilson told them that Matthew
would be just fine and that there was no real reason to worry.

The elevator opened and House, Cuddy, and Chase were all bunched together
outside a medical room looking through the glass door. The three departed
the elevator and made their way towards the group. Once they were together
they all looked into the room at a helpless and dying patient, Cuddy began
informing all the doctors on the situation. She told the doctors that they
would have to stay in the hospital all night to make sure that the patient
doesn't go into a comma. Once she was finished House again took the
initiative to delegate the responsibilities of each person. He asked Chase
and Foreman to begin testing all the routine sicknesses. Cameron was
responsible for obtaining all the medical information on the patient and
family members.

The team dispersed into their respective areas leaving Doctor House and
Doctor Wilson alone. Wilson really wasn't in the mood for talking or
awkward silence, and headed for the Maternity Division.

"Wait." House spoke breaking the peace. His forehead was mashed against the
window and he looked at his feet.  He didn't want things to become sour
between him and his only real friend in the world. Only time would tell how
far House could push Wilson away until the love struck doctor wouldn't be
able to take anymore. Little did he know that Wilson would give anything
for just one intimate night with the doctor.

"What is it?" Wilson responded sounding almost desperate for any kind of
contact with House. He understood the man's need for space and time to grow
but he also knew that House could change like the weather.

"We have to solve this now." He stated flatly lifting his head and
beginning to limp in Wilson's direction. He knew exactly what to do to
alleviate his questions about love.  He would have to let go. Give up.

"Follow me." House said heading for stairs of the hospital where he knew no
one would go.  Wilson followed suspicious of House's motives but ready for
whatever would come. The two made their way up a few flights of stairs in
complete silence.

"What is this about?" asked a panting Wilson unable to keep up with House
who had a extra leg.

"Here is fine." House said inspecting to make sure that no one else
occupied the staircase.

"Fine for what?" questioned Wilson.

"Before I go and make any impulsive decisions..." he started trying to find
the words.

"Yeah cause that is the last thing you like to do is be impulsive."  Wilson
said.

"I want to kiss you." House said looking at his cane. He thought that
Wilson would be angry with him for betraying him then trying to mend the
wounds.

"What? For God's sake look at me I hope I'm not that ugly." he said
laughing at the clear unpleasantness of the situation for House.

"It's not funny," House said jabbing him in the rib with the cane. He was
relieved that he still had a place in Wilson's heart that wasn't full of
resentment.

"Yes it is. Your so hopeless." he finished rubbing the spot where he was
nudged.

"Help me. If I kiss you and I feel something then I know it's okay. I just
want to see if your feelings are mutual." House said looking for some kind
of answer in Wilson's face but the younger doctor wasn't a novice at
House's habits.

"What did you feel on the elevator the other day? Nothing?" asked a wary
James Wilson.

"That was for fun, pleasure, that wasn't serious. If this is what you truly
want I'm willing to test the waters but I want to know this is real from
the start." House said in a fatherly tone.

"You'd do that for me." asked a pleased Wilson. He asked knowing the answer
but he wanted to hear it just one more time if he could.

"I know you would do it for me." answered House who tentatively proposed a
hug, which was greatly received by Wilson. Wilson wanted more than anything
to stay like this for the rest of his life, with his head resting upon the
chest of the man of his dreams. House was equally excited about this
situation and put his head in Wilson's hair and inhaled.  Wilson's
beautiful brunette locks smelled of fresh green apples and House had never
wanted an apple before so much as he did now.

Once Wilson began to break away from the hug House cupped his hands around
Wilson face and went in for the kiss.

House let his tongue split the seal of Wilson's lips and he entered a place
he only dreamed of. Wilson slowly open up and started to suck on House's
bottom lip.  House explored every inch of Wilson's mouth and Wilson
reciprocated by pushing a little harder against his lips.  Although House
was new to this kinds of affection he wanted to playfully let Wilson know
that he would be playing the husband and Wilson would be the stay at home
wife. So he reluctantly broke away.

"What?" Wilson said with his eyes closed and his face buried in House
chest.

"Teach me how to love." House said looking at him. He was very serious and
expected Wilson would be overjoyed that House chose him. Like he had
another choice.

"OK." Wilson said not wanting to ruin the moment with questions.

"You kissed him." House stated referring to Matthew Fox who was just floors
above them waiting for Wilson to return.

"No I didn't. I wanted to, believe me I wanted to." he said thinking of the
incident. He started making his way up the stairs.

"Your such a little slut." House said looking at the man he was sure he
would spend his life with.

"No I'm not." Wilson defended smiling at the thought of a threesome with
himself, Matthew, and House. He knew it was another case of wishful
thinking but a guy can dream.

"Well, you will be when I'm finished with you." House said slapping Wilson
on the butt with a post on his hand. Wilson was oblivious that he would
walk around all day with a sign on his ass that read: "Property of
Dr. Gregory House!"

To Be Continued.  Comments and Suggestions. PLEASE & THANK YOU.