A/N: This is my first House story, and I hope anyone reading this enjoys it.
That is all.
Disclaimer: I do not own House, or any characters that are from House. All rights go to David Shore.
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Five Years Ago
(Wilson's Apartment)
(Wilson's P.O.V.)
I was sitting in my apartment eating Chinese take-out and watching something on animal planet, which probably wasn't the best idea in the world, when my cell phone suddenly began to ring.
I reached for my phone on my coffee table, grabbed it, and answered it.
"Hello," I said.
"Wilson," I heard a familiar voice say.
I instantly knew who it was.
"House," I said.
"I have a favor to ask you." House said.
"And is this favor illegal?" I asked.
"I'm going to be out of town for a couple of days." House said, ignoring what I said.
"Out of town?" I asked. "For a couple days? Why?"
"Conference." House said. "Mandatory. Can't get out of it. And believe me, I've tried. Anyway, my favor is simple. Just keep an eye on everything for me while I'm gone. Especially Foreman, Chase, and Cameron."
"Uh…..Sure." I said, confused.
"I knew I could count on you." House said.
Then, I heard a click, followed by a dead line.
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I walked into House's office the next morning to see Chase, Foreman, and Cameron sitting at the table in the other room.
I walked in and said:
"What do we got today?"
I then walked over to the white board, and picked up a maker.
"Shouldn't we be waiting for House?" Cameron asked, as I turned around to face them.
"House, is gone for the next couple of days." I said. "I will be filling in for him."
"Why? Is he ok?" Chase asked.
"He's fine." I said. " He just had to go to a conference somewhere."
"I thought House didn't do conferences?" Foreman asked.
"Apparently he's doing this one." I said.
Foreman, Chase, and Cameron all looked at each other. Clearly not convinced.
And to be honest, neither was I.
Because they were right. House doesn't do conferences.
Even if they were mandatory.
"Anyway," I began, gaining their attention. "What's the case?"
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(A couple days later)
I walked into House's office and saw House was unpacking his stuff and setting it down on his desk.
"How was the conference?" I asked.
"Boring." House said, not looking up, as he continued to take things out of his bag.
"Really?" I asked.
"Yep." House said.
"Well, I looked up all the conferences that happened between last week and this week, and I didn't exactly find any." I said.
House looked up at me.
"Do you want to tell me where you were instead?" I asked. "For real?"
"Not really." House said.
"Why?" I asked.
"You wouldn't believe it, if I told you." He said.
"So, you're never going to tell me?" I asked.
"Hmm, let me think about that….." House said, tapping a finger on his chin. "Umm….." Then he looked at me. "No."
Then, House put his bag down beside his desk.
I sighed.
"Fine." I said. "I won't ask again."
Then, I turned around and left his Office.
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Two Years Ago
(Wilson's Office)
(Wilson's P.O.V.)
I was in my office, sitting at my desk doing paper work, when I heard my office door open.
I already knew who it was.
"I'm kinda busy here, House." I said.
"It will only take a second." I heard House say.
I sighed and looked up at him.
"Ok." I said. "What is it?"
"I need you to do me another favor." House said.
"What kind of favor?" I asked.
"I have to go to a couple seminars." He said. "I'm going to be gone for about a month, and I was wondering if you would watch things for me here while I'm gone."
"…Are you really going to a couple seminars?" I asked, narrowing my eyes.
House rolled his eyes.
"Yes, Mom, I'm REALLY going to a couple seminars." House said, annoyed. "If you don't believe me, you can always look it up like you did last time."
I stared at House and House stared back at me.
"…..Ok." I said. "I'll do it."
House gave me a curt nod, and began to leave my office.
And as he did, my suspicions got the better of me, and I quickly looked up the seminars for the next month.
And when I did, I saw he wasn't lying. This time.
Feeling a little better, yet a little guilty for spying on him, I exited my search, and began to do my paper work once again.
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Present Day
(At Princeton Plainsboro Teaching Hospital)
(Wilson's P.O.V.)
I walked into the hospital and headed straight for the elevator.
It was my first day back from a couple days of vacation that I definitely needed.
Once I got to the elevator, its doors were already open, so I walked inside and pressed the right floor number, as another person walked into the elevator.
As the doors closed, I looked beside me and saw a woman. A woman I hadn't seen before.
"Hi," I said, gaining her attention.
"Hi." She said.
"Are you new?" I asked, noticing her white doctor coat.
"You can say that." She said. "I started working here a couple days ago."
When I went on vacation, I thought.
"Well, I'm James Wilson." I said, smiling a little at her, as I held my hand out to her. "Oncology."
"Hailey Jacobs." She said, smiling a little back, as she took my hand and shook it. "Pediatrics."
"There was a rumor going around that we were looking for a new Peds expert." I said, as we retracted our hands. "I guess it was right."
"I guess so." Hailey said.
Suddenly, the elevator stopped, dinged, and opened it's doors.
"Well, this is my stop." Hailey said, walking out of the elevator.
She then turned to look at me and said:
"Have a good day, Dr. Wilson."
"James." I said. "Or Wilson. Whichever you prefer."
"James." Hailey said.
Then, she continued to walk away.
I couldn't help but smile a little, as the elevator doors closed shut.