"Even if both of us are gone, you're right next door," Cuddy told Wilson. "You can stop him."
"No," Wilson said, raising one hand in a 'stop' gesture. "I'm merely the King's fool. It's not my place to fight his enemies."
Cuddy let out a little snort. She was amused by Wilson's description of himself. It was accurate to a point, but he did more defending of House--fighting his enemies--than he was admitting.
"Well, I wouldn't worry too much. Cameron will scratch Foreman's eyes out if he makes a move." Cuddy wasn't worried at all about the team. Yes, Foreman would love to be in charge but he couldn't really do anything about it without her approval and she wasn't going to give him that. She was far more worried about House during his time away. And, as Wilson had reminded her, during her time off. She'd been focused on the question of House being present for the birth. She hadn't really thought further than that but the reality was, she might be facing a maternity leave without House around to participate. The thought of doing that alone was depressing. Even worse was the thought of having to bundle the baby up and make the trek to Mayfield so House could even see his child on some kind of regular basis.
She turned in her chair to face House more directly, turning the hand on his knee so she could grasp his. She didn't want to think about that right then. Everything was simply too uncertain to make any kind of plans. She'd just have to deal with things as they developed.
"About your team.... I told them you were taking time off to get some follow-up treatment for the injuries you got in the shooting." That was true enough--part of the reason he was here was because of the shooting--but she'd implied his problem was physical, not emotional. She'd felt like she had to give his lackeys some kind of reason because otherwise they were likely to go snooping on their own. Well, not Foreman. He didn't really care. But Cameron definitely would. Giving them something, she hoped, would keep their curiosity appeased.
"That seems to have satisfied them for now. At least they haven't been asking any questions," she continued. "So it'll be up to you what you tell them when you get back. You can tell them the truth or just leave it with the 'follow-up treatment' explanation."
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"No," Wilson said, raising one hand in a 'stop' gesture. "I'm merely the King's fool. It's not my place to fight his enemies."
Cuddy let out a little snort. She was amused by Wilson's description of himself. It was accurate to a point, but he did more defending of House--fighting his enemies--than he was admitting.
"Well, I wouldn't worry too much. Cameron will scratch Foreman's eyes out if he makes a move." Cuddy wasn't worried at all about the team. Yes, Foreman would love to be in charge but he couldn't really do anything about it without her approval and she wasn't going to give him that. She was far more worried about House during his time away. And, as Wilson had reminded her, during her time off. She'd been focused on the question of House being present for the birth. She hadn't really thought further than that but the reality was, she might be facing a maternity leave without House around to participate. The thought of doing that alone was depressing. Even worse was the thought of having to bundle the baby up and make the trek to Mayfield so House could even see his child on some kind of regular basis.
She turned in her chair to face House more directly, turning the hand on his knee so she could grasp his. She didn't want to think about that right then. Everything was simply too uncertain to make any kind of plans. She'd just have to deal with things as they developed.
"About your team.... I told them you were taking time off to get some follow-up treatment for the injuries you got in the shooting." That was true enough--part of the reason he was here was because of the shooting--but she'd implied his problem was physical, not emotional. She'd felt like she had to give his lackeys some kind of reason because otherwise they were likely to go snooping on their own. Well, not Foreman. He didn't really care. But Cameron definitely would. Giving them something, she hoped, would keep their curiosity appeased.
"That seems to have satisfied them for now. At least they haven't been asking any questions," she continued. "So it'll be up to you what you tell them when you get back. You can tell them the truth or just leave it with the 'follow-up treatment' explanation."