I'm tired. I blame my job. I can't even sleep. D:

WARNING: This contains slash and femslash, as in male-male and female-female pairings! If you're not a fan, don't read it and definitely don't flame me for it. Also contains gender-bent counterparts and men being stupid and women fixing their screw-ups. Rated T just to be safe.

DISCLAIMER: I do not own "House, M.D.", it's characters, or anything pertaining to it. I just own this story and it's plot. I do not own the OCs either. They belong to Freckle359.

THANKS TO: Freckle359 for letting me use her OCs!!!

Admit It

Doctor James Wilson was sure he wasn't gay. He'd been married three times and had had many girlfriends. He never once thought of another man in a sexual way, especially not his best friend. It didn't help that his previous girlfriend had been described as being 'just like House'. It also didn't help when he noticed that he was becoming rather attracted to his best friend's female counterpart.

He leaned back in his chair and shook his head. That didn't mean he was gay! It just meant that if Doctor Gregory House had been born a woman, he would have fallen for him - her - a long time ago.

With a small groan, Wilson watched his best friend and his counterpart in the office across the small patio/ledge. They were so much alike and yet... different.

The House he knew wasn't one to openly hit on their best friend. His female counterpart was. Hell, she hit on everybody, man or woman. As a woman, she was mysterious to him, just like most women are to men. Since he knew House so well, he thought it only natural to know his female half just as well. Alas, that wasn't the case.

He couldn't help but feel a twinge of jealously towards his own female counterpart. She openly accepted her friend's feelings and actions. She understood the female House better than Wilson could ever hope to.

Wilson simply sat there, staring and lost in his thoughts. It wasn't until both House and the female House were staring back that he realized what he was doing and quickly turned away.

If they figured out what was wrong with him, they would never stop teasing him. That was one thing he knew that Gabrielle - Gab - House would do.

Gab leaned against her male counterparts desk, blinking down at him, "Is your Wilson always so... strange?"

He shrugged, "I stopped paying attention to his quirks a while ago."

She crossed her arms, wrinkling her brow at him. Typical man, ignoring what was obviously right in front of him.

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Wilson had spent a good half of the afternoon with patients and had retreated to his room in a hope for some solace. He opened his office door and found his female counterpart sitting behind his desk.

He walked in and shut the door behind him with a sigh. He was still technically by himself. He'd make sure his prayers were a bit more clear the next time around.

She looked up at him with a small smile, "While you were away, I finished all of your paperwork."

He shuffled over to his couch and plopped down, rolling his head around to rest on the back of it, "Thanks, Jessica..."

The female Wilson got up and made her way to his side, placing a hand on his forehead, "Are you alright?"

"Just tired."

"Hmph. Liar."

He opened his eyes and found himself being stared at with what House liked to call his 'nagging housewife glare'. Damn, it was working on him too. "I-I'm serious. I'm fine."

"Liar." she repeated, less accusingly this time. She turned and sat down next to him, "You can tell me, you know. We're each other, after all."

He bit his lip, slouching over to rest his elbows on his knees, "... How did you react... when you realized you had feelings for Gab?"

She smiled, "You still haven't come to terms with your feelings for Greg?"

"N-No, it's not that! I'm not gay!"

A light-hearted laugh was her immediate response, "I reacted just like that."

He could feel his face turning red, "I'm not. I've been married three times... and I've had countless girlfriends."

"Okay, so we're bi. Listen, you can't be attracted to your best friends counterpart without being attracted to your best friend as well. Believe me, I've already tried."

He groaned, desperate to get her to understand, "Jessica, I've never been attracted to another man! I mean, sure, I've had a few sex dreams and maybe a passing thought or two about House, but--"

"James." She cut him off, placing a comforting hand on his back, "You've known Greg for a long time. I'm surprised it took you this long to put two-and-two together. You may not be gay or even bisexual, but you're definitely House-sexual. We both are."

Before they could say another word, Wilson's cell phone went off. He pulled it out of his pocket, realizing he'd been sent a text message.

Get your cancer patient loving ass to my office ASAP.

He forced a chuckle. Today just couldn't get any better, could it?

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It felt like Wilson's stomach dropped when he saw both House and Gab waiting for him behind the desk.

He stepped inside, remaining close to the door, "Uh, what's up?"

"Oh, not much. We've just been sitting here contemplating your sexuality for a good few hours." House replied nonchalantly, leaning back in his chair.

"Wh-What?! Why the hell would you do that?"

Gab scoffed, "You were giving oneof us the 'I'm going to fuck your brains out' look earlier."

"No I wasn't!"

"Yes you were." House insisted.

"I wasn't!"

"You were."

"I was not!"

While the two continued their back and forth, Gab hobbled over to Wilson. Without a word, she grabbed his tie and yanked him down for a quick, sloppy kiss.

He pulled away seconds later, blushing furiously, "Wh-What was that for...!?"

"Best way I could think of to get you to shut the hell up." Gab stated, stepping back a few feet to stare at him.

After a few silent minutes of Gab simply staring at the oncologist, she turned back to House. "Yup, he's gay for you. Have fun with him." she waggled her eyebrows, walking past Wilson and giving him a smack on the ass before disappearing out the door.

Wilson stared after her; not because he was surprised by her actions, but because he didn't want to face House while he was so red in the face.

"Wilson--"

"I just remembered I have an appointment! S-See you later, House!"

Without giving the older man a chance to reply, Wilson hurried out the door and down the hall.

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Wilson had managed to avoid House for the rest of the day. It wasn't until sunset out in the parking lot that the diagnostician managed to catch up to him.

A strong hand grabbed his arm, "Wilson, would you just stop for a minute?!"

The slighter man cringed, "House, I really have to go..."

"I've been trying to tell you all day, you idiot." House huffed, turning Wilson around to face him.

Wilson withered beneath House's piercing gaze, "What is it?"

"... 'm gay for you, too."

"What?" Wilson's eyes widened to comical proportions.

"Well, I am."

"I, uh... I don't know what to say."

"How about something like... 'Take me now, lover boy!'?" House asked, a thoughtful and innocent look masking his ultimately perverted motives.

Wilson chuckled, "I may be gay for you, but I'm not willing to get intimate just yet."

"You're such a kill-joy, James." House smirked slightly, leaning in and capturing Wilson's lips in a chaste kiss.

From across the parking lot, Gab and Jessica watched the scene.

Huffing, Gab crossed her arms, "Those idiots took a lot longer than I though they would've..."

"It's different for men, I suppose." Jessica shrugged.

"Did you hear that? James isn't ready to be 'intimate just yet'. Pfft. Poor Greg got the prudish Wilson. Remember how long it took me to get you into bed?" Gab smirked, nudging the slighter woman with her elbow.

Jessica scoffed, turning bright red, "Th-That was a fluke... I was drunk!"

"I bet you say that to all the ladies."

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I had fun writing this. :D I need fun right now, since a guy left the job today and the rest of us had to pick up the extra slack... So if there's any grammatical or spelling errors, I'll come back and fix them after I've gotten some sleep.

Freckle359, I'm really sorry if I messed up Gab and Jessica, and their relationship, in any way. And again, I appreciate you letting me use them!

This may or may not be continued, based on people's opinions and my inspiration/willingness to write more.