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Post by Dr. Lisa Cuddy on Jan 21, 2009 15:59:21 GMT -7
Now there was no doubt in Cuddy's mind that they had what could only be metaphorically described as a full-scale emergency situation. But then again, maybe that was giving House a bit more credit than he deserved. It kinda depended on who you asked, really.
"He wouldn't listen to me, either. But that's beside the point." The unspoken "He never listens to anyone." hung in the air between them. "Let's just get this figured out, and then we'll decide whether he needs to know about this conversation." Cuddy wasn't sure that was the best course of action at this point, but it was the first one she came up with. There would be time for other ideas later.
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Post by indiansfan01 on Jan 21, 2009 17:01:19 GMT -7
"And if he somehow finds out about this conversation?" Wilson asked, not needing to spell it out anymore for Cuddy. The last thing Wilson wanted was another reason for House to hate him. He contemplated her words for a minute before shaking his head. "He needs to know about it, Cuddy." That was the plain and simple truth. "I'll tell him," he said, offering to be the sacrificial lamb. "When the time is right," he quickly added.
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Post by Dr. Lisa Cuddy on Jan 21, 2009 17:17:46 GMT -7
Cuddy had to fight not to roll her eyes. She understood why Wilson was putting himself on the line, but she didn't like it. "If you tell him, he'll come after me. Or he'll close himself off. Or something." It was hard to say at this point what would happen. "If he finds out, it should be from me. You can stay anonymous, if it helps any." She knew it wouldn't (it never did), but she felt compelled to add the disclaimer. "But either way, neither of us can tell him anything if you don't tell me anything." After that, if Wilson still wanted to tell all, she wouldn't stop him.
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Post by indiansfan01 on Jan 21, 2009 17:55:12 GMT -7
"He won't come after you if I don't tell you anything," he exclaimed, as if it were some major breakthrough. "Thank you so much for your time," Wilson said, even though she hadn't really done much to help him out. He stood up. "I think I can take care of this myself." He let a small smile spread across his face. "I should get going." Wilson turned around and headed for her office door.
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Post by Dr. Lisa Cuddy on Jan 21, 2009 18:50:19 GMT -7
Placing her elbows on her desk and burying her face in her hands, Cuddy let out a frustrated sigh. Sometimes, she honestly wondered why people came to her for anything. She was too authoritative to be of any help, at any time, in any situation. Vaguely, she wondered who's fault that was....she had been rather easygoing in the past compared to now.
"What are you doing?" she asked tiredly. "You came in here for help, yelled at me, practically offered yourself up for execution, and now you're leaving?" She knew she was being unfair, but still! "You could have cut me out and gone to House to begin with. Unless coming in here and yelling at me for being a hardass was the whole point." Cuddy stood up and moved around to the front of her desk. Sitting on the edge, she crossed her arms and stared at Wilson's back.
"If you think there's really something wrong with House, and you think I can fix it, he doesn't have to know. And you know he's not going to tell you anything." Harsh, yes. But it was true, for the most part.
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Post by indiansfan01 on Jan 21, 2009 21:18:34 GMT -7
Wilson stopped in his tracks and turned around, placing his hands on his hips. "What do you want me to say? Yes, Cuddy, I came in here just to yell at you for being such a hardass. Learn to lighten up around House. He won't know what's going on, and it'll drive him crazy."
He knew that Cuddy was most likely right in saying that House wasn't going to tell him anything. "I won't know until I try," he replied. And if things go bad I can just blame it all on you, he thought.
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Post by Dr. Lisa Cuddy on Jan 21, 2009 21:35:12 GMT -7
This was insane. Arguing wasn't going to help anyone. "You think he's changed because I've gotten stricter? You think that if I lighten up, he'll return to normal?" Raising her hands, Cuddy gave the 'I surrender' gesture that seemed to come so naturally after so many years of dealing with House. "Fine. If that's the problem, we have a solution," she said matter-of-factly, crossing her arms again. "And if I drive House crazy, he'll drive me crazy." Another excuse, but this one had the sad benefit of being true.
At this point, it was clear that nothing she said or did would stop Wilson. So, she surrendered again. "Fine. But we both know how this will turn out." That being said, she leaned forward off her desk and moved to sit back in her chair.
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Post by indiansfan01 on Jan 21, 2009 21:48:20 GMT -7
"I think that I won't know the answer to any of your questions until I talk to the man himself." The way Wilson saw it it was pretty much a win-win situation for himself. If his talk with House got anywhere that would mean a huge step forward in mending their relationship. And if the talk got nowhere he could conveniently place the blame elsewhere and try again another day.
When Cuddy was seated once again, Wilson walked back over to her desk. "Twenty bucks says I'll get through to him," he said, with a small smirk on his face. He extended his hand to Cuddy to seal the deal.
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Post by Dr. Lisa Cuddy on Jan 21, 2009 22:03:32 GMT -7
"Good luck," Cuddy muttered as she started shuffling papers around to distract herself. Though she tried hard not to, she found herself blinking up at Wilson's hand. "Are you seriously making a bet with me?" she asked, an amused smirk settling on her lips. "If you really are serious, twenty's pretty weak. I'll bet forty you can't get a word out of him." Confidently, she took two twenties out of her wallet and held them up to show she was serious. "Take it or leave it." Setting the cash down in plain sight, she picked up the clinic's clipboard again and leaned back nonchalantly. If she did this properly, she could prove she was right and get some extra pocket money.
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Post by indiansfan01 on Jan 22, 2009 6:04:18 GMT -7
Even Wilson couldn't believe that he was making a bet with her. Maybe he picked it up from House? He quickly dismissed that thought from his head. Seeing that Cuddy wasn't interested in shaking his hand, he put it back down at his side. "It's a deal," he replied, without a moment's hesitation. "I'll go talk to him right now," Wilson added, feeling confident and feeling that nothing could go wrong. He turned around again, this time exiting the office for good.
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