Wilson wasn't always a pacer. This time though, he had every reason to pace. It had been a day and House was still under. Wilson could barely concentrate on work so he went home for a little while to try and relax. When he arrived his wife was there. Wilson sighed knowing he was in deep for this. Wilson didn't even feel like discussing things with his wife now, not when House was in a coma. Wilson had visited him a few times before finally deciding to go home. He let Stacy stay with him mostly, of course, Wilson had no idea what Stacy was planning on doing.

"So glad you could join me," Julie said sarcastically to Wilson. Wilson sighed knowing she was going to be in a bad mood, he wasn't in the mood to deal with this though.

"Not now Julie," he said quietly. "I need to go to bed," he told her. He hadn't slept nearly the whole time because he was worried about House. He wasn't sure he could sleep now but he brought something to sedate him.

Julie sighed, "James, I didn't picture our marriage starting out this way," she said to him. "I love you, I just want to be with you," she said.

Wilson glanced up at her and he sighed also, he went over to her and held her, "I know, I'm sorry," he said. "House is just….its bad Julie, we don't even know if he'll make it," he told her. Wilson knew he looked like a wreck.

"What do you mean?" she asked.

Wilson explained what was going on with House's leg. How they did the MRI, they thought they would need to amputate, but House refused, so they put him in a coma and now they were waiting it out. Julie, for the first time looked a little sympathetic and she held him, "He'll be fine, you know House," she said trying to sooth her husband.

Wilson nodded, "Yeah," he said. "I hope so," his voice was choked up.

Julie smiled a little, "I'm sorry if I was rough on you during our honeymoon, its just, well, it was our honeymoon, and I was disappointed," she said, "I know I should have been there for you more," she added.

Wilson held her and tried to smile, "Its alright, I'm sorry I left the way I did," Wilson said and kissed her, "I do love you and I'm anxious to start our life together, but right now I'm worried about my best friend," he explained, "House has been my best friend since college," he added reminding her of that.

She nodded, "I know," she said. "James, he'll be alright," she said trying to assure him.

"Thanks," Wilson smiled and kissed her passionately.

At that moment the phone rang, Wilson picked up thinking it might be the hospital, "Wilson," he said.

"You need to come…" a small voice said on the other line.

"House? You're awake?" Wilson was surprised. He had woken from the coma? Why didn't anyone call him? House sounded awful and Wilson was terrified suddenly.

"W-What do you mean?" Wilson asked him. "House, what's going on?"

"Stacy…did something…." House said, his voice sounded near in tears and it scared Wilson more then anything he heard in his life.

"I'm coming right over," Wilson said and hung up. He looked at Julie apologetically "Something's wrong, something's seriously wrong," Wilson said to her rubbing her shoulders.

"It's okay, I'm not angry, you should go," she said to him, "James? When this is over, I want a real honeymoon," she kissed him and he nodded, "Thanks," he said and he took off.

Wilson was afraid to go to the hospital, he was afraid that something happened, obviously House was still alive and that was a good sign, but Wilson knew there was more too it then that. Wilson drove his car as fast as he could and he ran to House's room. He saw Stacy outside of the room crying. Normally Wilson would have went over to her and held her asking her what was wrong, but he needed to see House first. His friend sounded so distraught it scared him.

Wilson walked into House's room and he looked at his friend. The monitors were beeping like normal yet House looked as though he was in pain.

"House, your alright? I mean, besides the obvious…" Wilson said quietly. "What happened?" he asked walking over and taking his friends hand.

It was then when House went into detail. Wilson never would have thought to this day that he would have seen his best friend cry like this, but he did. A tear fell down House's cheek as he told Wilson what Stacy had done. She betrayed him and did everything he asked her not to do.

Wilson was furious. What right did she have to call an operation on his leg? Wilson knew she was his proxy, but that gave her no right to go behind his back and do this! Wilson's face was fuming and House could see it. House flinched a bit as his leg started to hurt again, "I won't be able to walk…" House said sounding terrified, "She might as well have amputated," he said. "I'm a cripple…" House said and his voice got choked up. "For the rest of my life, that's who I'll be," he looked away and another tear fell. Wilson knew he would never forget the day he saw Greg House cry even if it was only one tear.

House knew he was exaggerating a bit, but still, Wilson knew that he was right. He never would be able to walk right on it again. Wilson knew his friend would be in pain the rest of his life. No more golf games, no more baseball, no nothing…Wilson suddenly became furious. She had no right to do this! "I'll be right back," he said to House squeezing his friends hand. House nodded and then looked away.

Wilson walked outside, if Stacy was a guy he would have pounded her. Wilson would never hit a girl though he was furious enough to yell. He stared at Stacy and Cuddy. Stacy looked miserable as well and it was obvious she didn't understand the outcome of the surgery. "How could you do that to him?" Wilson asked shaking his head, "What right did you have?!" he yelled. Wilson knew he was getting out of control but he didn't care. They didn't see House a minute ago as he realized he was going to be a cripple the rest of his life. "How could you?" he asked getting choked up himself. He sat down.

"James, you can't blame Stacy," Lisa said, "She didn't know this would happen, she was trying to save his life, he most likely would have died in that coma," Cuddy said.

Wilson shook his head, "If he had died it would have been his decision!" Wilson said, "Look, its not like I agree with it, but you had NO right to step in like this," Wilson was so furious his face was red.

Stacy stared at James, "Good, yelling is such a good way to handle this James," she said angrily. Stacy had tears in her eyes, "You think I wanted to hurt him? You think that I wanted him to be crippled?" Stacy shook her head. "Thanks for having such nice thoughts about me," she said. "I'm so glad you realize how much I care for Greg," she was obviously being sarcastic.

Cuddy decided to step in, "Look, we can continue bickering like four year olds and leave Greg in that hospital room by himself, or you can go visit him James," Cuddy said. "I think he needs a friend now, and while I know he appreciates what your trying to do, this isn't helping, anyone," Cuddy said.

Wilson sighed knowing she was right. It wasn't like yelling at Stacy was going to change anything. Wilson shook his head, "I just can't believe you went along with this," Wilson said to Cuddy and then he walked back into House's room.

For a long time they just sat there. Wilson was holding House's hand, and House actually let him. Wilson was surprised but he didn't say anything. He knew there was nothing that needed to be said. Wilson sighed and continued to rub his friends hand and he sat there. That evening he asked for a bed, so that he could sleep in the room with House as well. He was not going to leave his friend alone and he knew Stacy wouldn't come right now. House had already told her how he felt.