This is a sequel to "Always have, alway will"
Previously on ...
He was staring at her, wide-eyed, and she was still glaring at him in her earlier stance when they were interrupted.
"Really, Cuddy, you cannot expect ..."
His piercing blue eyes took in the scene, "Woah, someone is in trouble! What did you do Jimmy? Can I watch the show? Are you just going to yell, or is this going to get physical?"
They both rolled their eyes at him, but the tension was gone. She straightened up and James stood.
"I think maybe, I, uh, I should leave." Wilson made to leave, but only reached the door.
"Dr Wilson."
He turned back and met her eyes. He nodded his answer and hoped she could see the sincerity in his.
"Yes ma'am."
He left then, and Cuddy closed her eyes briefly and almost relaxed before remembering that the subject under discussion was still in the room, watching her with his all too perceptive eyes. Pulling herself together for the second time in the past few minutes, and turned to him.
"So House, what was the problem that had you bursting into my office without knocking, again?"
When he walked in on them, they had been glaring at each other, no scrap that, Cuddy had been glaring, at her intimidating best, while Wilson had looked like he had been hit across the face with a wet fish. Whatever comment he had made had brought them back to the present, but Wilson had left hurriedly, stopping only to give Cuddy what he could only guess was meant to be reassurance when she called out to him. Cuddy stared after Wilson, almost forgetting his presence, with a look of what was it – relief? – yes, relief.
Cuddy could ignore him when she was angry with him, but she was always aware of him. The fact that whatever it was that had happened between Wilson and her was important enough to her that she could forget he was in the room, meant that it was big, and therefore, naturally, it mean that he needed to find out what was going on.