Summary: What will House do to get his team back? Post Human Error. HW

Disclaimer: See Chapter 1.

A/N: I'm sorry I haven't updated any of my stories in such a long time. I've been super busy with school and the arthritic pain in my hands makes it hard to type a lot. But some people are just starting to discover my stories and I wanted to say thanks to everyone who reviewed!

Pairings: Cameron/Chase, House/Wilson

Chapter 2: Reconciliation

House was the first to wake up and was surprised to find his friend was now sleeping almost completely on top of him. He knew he should be bother by this, and that Wilson should be blackmailed accordingly. But what disturbed him more was the fact that he wasn't uncomfortable. House had been alone for such a long time and the feeling of going to sleep listening to someone else breath was comforting. He really had missed Wilson when he moved out, and maybe if he played his cards right he could convince him to come back. He looked down at the sleeping doctor, and wrapped his arm around the smaller man.

"I'm royally screwed aren't I?" House said mouth half full of southwestern omelet.

"Yep, you're going to have to hire new fellows." Wilson said pouring himself a mug of coffee.

"I don't want to hire new idiots. I finally had the old idiots trained."

"So you're going to oversee a department of one?"

"No..."

"Well you could try and get the 'old idiots' back. I mean it will be a hard sell, you might have to even be dare I say nice. You'll have to apologize, but I bet you could get them to agree to comeback."

"No they won't, they all hate me. Even Cameron and she's in love with me." House sighed an exaggerated sigh.

"I'm not saying it will be easy, but if this is what you want. I'll help… if you want me to."

"You know what, I always knew there was a reason I kept you around." House said turning his body towards Wilson.

"Hmm… I thought it was to steal my food." Wilson replied sleepily.

The great Gregory House, world renowned diagnostician was about to apologize. Just thinking about it made his stomach turn. But here he stood none the less about to enter into the home of one Dr. Robert Chase. So he gathered what little pride he could muster and knocked on the door to Chase's flat.

"House. What are you doing here…" Chase asked questioningly allowing the other doctor to enter his apartment.

House cleared his throat and pulled out a folded slip of yellow paper. "I want you to come back to work. I'm should not have fired you. I was upset and took it out on you, it wasn't right. You're a good doctor but… I think one day you could be a great doctor, if you continue to work for me. Ugh God…I talked to Cuddy and she gave me an offer. You come back sign a new contract, and work under me another two years. Then you would have your own diagnostic team in my department." House finished with a sigh as he sat down on Chase's black leather couch twirling his cane between his fingers.

"Oh and Cameron you can come out now, I can hear you caring from here."

A/N: Sorry for such a short chapter but I was slightly inspired so thought I would share. I've been slightly disappointed this year to not have the old crew back at their old capacity, which is probably why I picked this story back up. So if you would like me to continue please leave a review.