I was watching Law and Order when I wrote this chapter. I wanted to say THANK YOU to all the people who have been reviewing my story. You are all super awsome and get an A+ in awsomeness. I'm comtemplating a sequal depending on the response I get. Hope you all enjoy the last chapter. Arendi

The next day House came over. "I was in the neighborhood so I decided to drop by." He said. "How are you."

"You know you don't have to worry about me, not only have I been taking care of myself for about twenty years now, I happen to be doctor," Wilson replied as he sat back down on the couch were he was resting before. "I heated up some soup over in that pan, and there are some leftover California rolls in the fridge, if you're hungry." House shook his head, and sat down in the recliner.

"Where's the dog?"

"The kid next door's taking him for a walk. I can't walk to far yet. Last night I got winded just walking two blocks, Lisa had to take him for a while too. I'm not strong enough to control him right now." He looked down.

"You're going to be fine, it's just going to take a while to heal you know. The drugs they're giving you are going to mess your system up."

"No really, wow if I wasn't experiencing it first hand I may never have believed you… Sorry I'm not myself today. I get my stitches out on Friday and I can start working again when I feel better. Or at least when I can walk a foot and not have to sit down. Until then I guess I can discover the joy of day time television." House settled back in the recliner while Wilson flipped though the channels. They settled for watching a basketball game, game six of the playoffs, New York against Boston. Wilson started dozing off when someone knocked on the door. "It's probably just my neighbor bring Max back, can you get it," Wilson mumbled to House. He got up and got the door. It was a man and a woman both in nice suites.

"We're looking for a James Wilson," the woman said. House let then in. Wilson looked up from the sofa.

"That's me, what I can do for you?" He asked getting up slowly.

"We're the detectives who are gathering testimony for the prosecutors who are trying the case of Jack Beecher, the man who robbed the bank you were in on Friday May, eleventh. Do you mind if we come in and ask you some questions?"

"No, not at all."

"First we were wondering if you could identify the robber from these pictures." Wilson looked at them and immediately recognized number eight. The detectives nodded, "Yeah, that's him. Second we were wounding what your occupation is?"

"I'm a doctor, I work as an oncologist at Princeton, Plainsboro hospital. My credibility is good."

"Okay, we were just wondering about the shooting of Miss Alia Lezel, there is some confusion about weather she was shot purposefully, and robber first, or weather it was an accident."

"For my point of view she was accidentally shot. She screamed and I don't think the robber expected her to react and the gun seemed to go off." They wrote what he said down vigorously and Wilson glanced at House who was staring daggers at the detectives. He finally got up and went into the kitchen to fix himself something to eat

"Now you tried to help her right?"

"Yes, first I checked for a pulse making sure she was still alive and then I applied pressure to the wound, I couldn't see it very well so I tired removing her shirt to get a better view, that's when the crook noticed what I was doing. I remember pleading with him but the bank teller made the mistake of telling him that the police were alerted. He got frightened. I don't remember much after that, I remember I was on my back, but it was almost like I wasn't in my body. I didn't feel any pain at first, and then it rushed over me and I struggled to stay conscious. I heard a sucking noise ever time I inhaled and then it started to get harder and harder to breath, and then everything went black but I could feel people around me touching me. That's all I remember."

"I'm sorry we had to bring you though all that again. But thank you, for your help. We may possibly use you as a witness in the trial at the very least we will use your testimony. One last request, could we get a picture of your injuries." He gave them a look but agreed. They left and Wilson looked drained. House gave him a look of concern.

"You all right?" He asked, Wilson let out a sigh and hung his head in his hands.

"Yeah, I'll be okay," I just keep getting flash backs, "you know when you told me I didn't know how close to dying I really was. I did know. When my heart stopped I had I guess what's called an outer body experience. I just remember looking at myself laying there, and the doctors all around. It didn't hit me that the man laying was me until I went around and I saw you sitting in the bathroom crying. Seeing you there it hit me, it was me on that table dying and I knew then I had to fight to live. I've just been trying to block out everything pretend like everything was going to be alright. Now this Jack Beecher claims the reason he shot Alia then was I was trying to attack him and he reacted. Also he's pleading not guilty on the account of insanity. I don't know why people just can't take responsibility for their own action."

"James, this isn't your fault. You didn't try to attack the guy, Alia is alive and you helped her. Who cares what some wacko thinks, there are what twelve people who saw him shoot you out of cold blood." Wilson just nodded. Cuddy called that night to wish him a good night and he told her about the trial. She told him that if he needed her she'd always be there to help, she then went over to comfort him.

"I though you could use some ice cream," she said as she walked and handed him a brown bag. Wilson opened it and smiled.

"Cookies and cream! How'd you know that's my favorite?" He asked, she smiled slyly.

"I'm psychic." Wilson gave her a funny looked and she laughed. "Alright I called Cameron who was with House. You know the old high school chain of command. I'll get my friend to ask his friend if he likes me."

"Is it like or like like?" They laughed. "Thanks for stopping by. It's been a rough day and Greg had to leave, but I think that's because I invited you over. It's not that he doesn't like you; he just prefers not to be around you on his day off. Something about dealing with your demanding nature at work was enough. He's just never seen your soft side."

"When's the trial start?"

"September, hopefully by then I will be able to deal with it."

"I think you will," she said sliding her hand into his and holding it close to her. "Besides you won't be alone. I'll be here and House will be too. I'll always be here for you. James Brain Wilson I love you."

"Lisa Katherine Cuddy, I love you too."

One month later Wilson's back at work and getting ready to go to Alia's birthday. Cuddy walks into his office. "You ready to go," she asked, wrapping her arms around him and giving him a kiss, the ring on her hand sparkled as she caressed his face. .

"Yes just let me finish putting the bow in the present."

"What'd you get her?"

"Just what every girls who wants to be a doctor wants, it's a lab coat I had them embroider with Dr. Alia Lezel on it, with her very own stethoscope. I also got her some scrubs. The assistant D.A. called me today. They finally pleaded out. Jack Beecher. He pleaded guilty to attempted murder and is getting fifteen years in prison."

"Are you ok with this?" Wilson smiled his small lopsided grin.

"Yeah I think I am." She nodded. He pulled her into anther kiss."Hey Jimmy, I have some more good news for you." She looked down and grinned with a gleam in her eye. "Well I was thinking of either Nathan if it's a boy or Dawn if it's a girl." Wilson looked questioning at her, then a look of realization came over his face and he pulled on to the couch in his office. "James we're going to be late."

"If it's a boy what about Gregory." She laughed

"I'll consider it. Oh no what's House going to do when we tell him."

"Probably the same thing he did when I told him we were going to get married and ask if he's be my best man."

"Roll his eyes and say not again?"

"Well not that part, but hid a smile and make some sarcastic comment. Besides it's not like he can hid his relationship with Dr. Cameron anymore, she may actually make him human."

"He'll still be the pain in my ass. But if I have to put up with him to have you, it will be worth every moment, because I love you."

"And if I have to hear him make sarcastic comments about our relationship then they'll all be worth it because I love you." Cuddy just pulled him up off the couch.

"Come on we're going to be late." She said as he slid his arm around her and walked out.