Set in Princeton, New Jersey, the best medical research is studied and performed at the Princeton-Plainsboro Teaching Hospital. And there is one doctor in particular who brings fame to the hospital-Dr. Gregory House.
Recently graduated medical stud...
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A/N: This chapter now features House and Wilson directly addressing the idea of House dating Madelyn
"Wow, I'm really nervous," Wilson exhaled, "It's probably not that big of a deal."
Immediately, Madelyn felt her skin crawling with anxiety–did Wilson know about her kiss with House last night? Surely, he couldn't since it was long after the workday, but it wasn't uncommon for Wilson to occasionally stay late.
Madelyn felt herself tensing up as she moved to take a seat on the couch beside Wilson's desk. He was sitting in the desk chair nervously which certainly wasn't making her feel better. He was undoubtedly a flighty person at times, but Wilson could usually keep a cool demeanor. Right now, however, was not one of those times.
"What's going on, James? Is something wrong?" Madelyn asked erroring on the side of caution. Wilson shook his head. Madelyn fidgeted with the fringe on her cinched, green dress,"Okay, well can I have a hint?" she joked.
Wilson cleared his throat.
"What the hell was he so nervous about" Madelyn thought to herself.
"Have you heard of the doctor's soiree?" Wilson blurted out, sounding off his game.
Madelyn couldn't help but giggle, "No, I don't think so. Sounds fancy though."
"It is... well, sort of. It's a charity event that the hospital hosts in winter. It's theatrical, so a lot of performing. There's singing, dancing, and other stuff. So...would you like to perform?"
"In front of all my colleagues and higher-ups?" Madelyn questioned, her voice indicating hesitance if not refusal.
Wilson raised his eyebrows at her, "It's a professional event, so making a fool of oneself is highly encouraged." Wilson teased. "Honestly, I thought about how you'd told me how much you've missed being part of the music. That just being a listener isn't always enough. Are you interested?"
"You remember?" Madelyn asked quietly like she couldn't believe he did remember.
"Of course," Wilson smiled, "If I'm not mistaken, music and theatre was how we first bonded."
Madelyn blushed, and couldn't believe Wilson remembered those things about her. She assumed they were just little details to everyone else.
Just then, Wilson and Madelyn heard a light knocking or tapping against his door. But not the kind of knock of someone awaiting entrance, but the kind of an eavesdropper:
Wilson swung the door open to reveal House leaning against the door with a glass.
"Seriously?" Wilson exclaimed, unsurprised by his friend.
"Well, I was coming by for a little chat, but noticed one of my little elves' voice." House answered, looking to Madelyn who looked nervous to be in both men's presence.
