Title: Starting Anew!
Summary: After Insensitive- House and Wilson go out for dinner after leaving the hospital, While out House tells Wilson his big secret!
Chapter One- Playing Cards
"You know you did the right thing," Wilson walked with House to their cars after House decided against possibly harming his CIPA patient for his own use.
"Yeah, yeah that's me. Always out to do what's right and good by the world. You are worst then a conscious at least with one of those I don't have to see it."
Wilson just smiled at House. "You want to go out and get some dinner? My treat!"
"Why Jimmy are you asking me out on a date?" House smiled at him.
"No, just dinner. However you play your cards right, you'll never know." Wilson joked.
House smiled and followed Wilson to his car.
All through dinner, the two doctors caught up on each others' lives outside of work. Since the 'Tritter incident', their friendship had been on shaky ground.
"If I tell you something you promise to keep it to yourself?" House asked.
"No, gossiping like a school girl is my favorite past time." Wilson joked.
"Never mind," House looked away and took another bite of food.
"I'm kidding, what is it?" Wilson asked.
House took a deep breath. "I have a kid."
Wilson looked at him like he was insane. "I told you I wasn't going to say anything. You don't have to lie to me."
"I'm not lying. I have a daughter. Erin, that girl I dated before Stacy, she called me."
"That was six years ago. She's just now realizing?" Wilson asked when he grasped that he was telling the truth.
"Erin found out she has terminal cancer and wants her kid to know her father. She wants me to take the kid when she dies. Erin doesn't have any family."
Wilson didn't know what to say, "What are you going to do?"
"What can I do? Technically, I am the father. I have to."
"Just because someone tells you, you are the parent doesn't make it so. You above all know that everyone lies."
"They're coming here tomorrow. I'll get to meet her then." House was moving the food on his plate around with his fork.
"Are you going to do a paternity test?"
"I don't know."
"If she is yours what are you going to do?"
"Be her dad."
"House, you can't raise a child." Wilson glared.
I think I'd be a good dad."
"Right a drug abusing misanthrope, those are the qualities everyone looks for in a parent."
"I stopped taking vicodin since I found out."
"When was this?" Wilson asked.
"The day after I got out of jail." House was looking down and took another bite.
Wilson couldn't believe this, "Cuddy said she saw you using when you were hiding out in the running park."
"She assumed I was. She asked me if it was vicodin and I told her it was a breath mint. She chose not to believe me. Not my problem, what do I care if Cuddy believes me or not."
"You care. So long as she thinks your 'damaged' you can get away with anything." There was an awkward silence between them. "What her name?"
"Kennedy," There was another silence. "Will you go with me?" House asked insecurely.
"Yes," Wilson agreed. "When are they coming?"
"Erin wants me to meet her at Sam's diner, where we started dating, as soon as I get off work." This was going to be weird. He hadn't seen or heard from Erin since the infarction.
"You have a daughter." Wilson was still trying to wrap his brain around this. Wilson smiled at House.
"I have a daughter." House smiled back. "A six year old daughter."
House and Wilson finished dinner and went to House's apartment to watch TiVo-ed "The L word".
"So where are you staying these days?" House asked.
"Still in the Hotel."
"You can stay here if you want," House offered. House even though he would never admit it, enjoyed having Wilson around.
"Live with you? Don't you think people will talk?"
"People already talk. Might as well give them something to talk about."
"You want people to talk?"
"Doesn't matter if I want them to talk they already do."
"But would it just fuel the fire?"
"You lived here before..." House was acting slightly disappointed.
Wilson grabbed House by the shoulders and kissed his scruffy face. He was rough the way he brought their lips together.
House pulled away from Wilson staring at him breathlessly.
Wilson got up red face. "I gotta… umm... I mean… I'm…" He was back towards the door.
House got up and moved towards him. He placed his hand on the back of Wilson's neck, and pulled him close for a softer kiss.
"Now people have something to talk about." House said catching his breath.
Wilson smiled at him kissing him again; as he did, he ran his hand up the front of House's t-shirt and pulled it over his head. Likewise, House started unbuttoning Wilson's. House motioned towards the bedroom, Wilson followed.
As the two fell onto the bed, Wilson straddled House as he undid House's belt. House asked him breathlessly, "Does this mean I played my cards right?"
Wilson smiled then returned to what was doing.