Here's chapter 1 of my first Wilteen fanfic! Obviously, they haven't had a lot of scenes together yet so I couldn't play on their reactions to each other like in Huddy fanfics etc but I gave it a shot! Enjoy! =D


The days went by slowly and painfully for a certain Dr James Wilson since the passing of his girlfriend, Dr Amber Volakis, dubbed CTB by House. He loved her so much and couldn’t find it in his heart to let the memory go. She broke his pattern. She was the first person he loved because of who she was, well, she certainly wasn’t needy. She didn’t need someone by her side, but she...

After getting over the initial shock of it, they both realised it was the door. The thuds kept on coming though, and whoever was behind that door must be very impatient. James motioned for Remy to open the door, but she shook her head and stayed put clinging to him. So he slowly approached the door and opened it cautiously. He sighed with relief when he saw it was only House until he realised that he was in Remy’s apartment and House will be able to figure it all out.

‘House, what are you doing here?’ he asked trying to sound nonchalant

‘Oh spare me the crap!’ and he barged his way...

There he was, on his bike, parked strategically outside Remy’s apartment complex, with a look of defeat on his face. He thought that she would inevitably go to James in search for solace in him, and tell him that her formidable boss knows the truth about them. But no, she didn’t see him. Part of him was upset, the other part angry, because he didn’t want her to use his best friend as some kind of prop whenever she thought suitable. If they were going to do this, they should either be in a proper relationship, or not be together at all.

As House was making his way back to his own apartment,...

House decided to patiently wait for Remy in his office, knowing she would have to come back soon. It took her an hour to get back into his office where House was waiting, much to his surprise. Jimmy boy sure hasn’t lost his stamina then, he thought to himself as she walked in with crumpled clothes and slightly messed up hair. The way she looked at that moment was a sure-fire way of knowing what she had been doing even if he hadn’t seen the beginnings of it from the balcony. He smiled to himself a little knowing that he had well and truly caught her in the act, as the look on her face clearly...