' Yes, we are taking this subject once again, Wilson. '

House answered to Wilson's question of a simple, nonchalant, "really". House complained a bit frustrated. He and Wilson had, had a talk about friendship hours ago, but now, after the case of the crazy woman that lost both her husband and son ended, he could finally recall that subject once again. House sat against the brick wall of an abandoned house, watching as Wilson was.. Deep in thoughts, for his surprise. Wilson was just looking at the rain pour, he was already wet when House found him, but still — House still hold the umbrella above them both, no matter if Wilson didn't notice.

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His gaze locked with Wilson's wet hair, which dripped from water drops. He looked.. Desesperated? No, sad. If House had to guess, he was missing something — Someone, most precisely. That look gave it all, House knew what the lost look looked like when it was the real time to know. House could only sight and click his tongue, slowly slipped down into sitting on the ground instead of leaning against the wall, now being very closely beside Wilson, whose didn't even flinch — It made sense, he had known House for a long time already, and trusting him wasn't a trouble.. Most of the time, but for Wilson, it was always.

' That's what I say, you are my best friend — I have meet your dad, your mom, your brother.. '

House had, indeed, meet them all. Something you would do when you presented a partner? Just meet all the family and arrange a family meeting and debt closed.. But with House it was more complex. Wilson always payed the food, and not that he minded, but House still was taking it off. House held the umbrella above their head, now watching the rain pour through the streets. Wilson was lucky that he found him Infront of the hospital, or he would have freezed to dead.. Or just gotten sick, what would even he do sick? He wouldn't be able to do cancer diagnosis, no working at all.