( Oh but I am amused. )

Wilson was up and puttering around with the morning sunbeams. He owed a certain BRAT breakfast in bed and he also had a few thoughts niggling at his brain so he’d gone ahead and pried himself out of the super sized bed, smirking with amusement as the still mostly asleep Chase managed to try to take over the whole thing.

( Tugging a t-shirt on over top of his boxers )

( A blue green wave grew, arched like a passionate lover and then came crashing down towards him. )

The house was ocean front, up towards the northern end of the Barrier Islands. It was up in four wheel drive territory, past where the main road which ran up and down the Banks stopped; which was why Wilson had rented a Jeep Wrangler from the realty company ( Read more... )

After the confrontation with Cameron, Wilson decided it was time for another strategic retreat. Time to go home ( Read more... )

After letting Chase know that his Uncle was in town, Wilson had retreated back to Oncology and after some thought decided to call in a couple of markers. He already had Sunday off so it was just a question of getting his Saturday covered which proved to be a hell of a lot easier than he’d anticipated ( Read more... )

For the most part, Wilson was making a conscious effort to follow Pearce’s advice and maintain a low profile. When Will had contacted him, canceling lunch with McKay the oncologist had lifted a brow but simply adjusted his plans accordingly and headed out to meet with Rowan. Everything had gone normal on that front, polite… achingly polite… ( Read more... )

Wilson had left the hospital on time for once. He'd paged Chase, let him know that he was heading home though he didn't know whether or not to expect the younger man what with the situation with the grandparents so, uncertain about what his evening held in store, the oncologist had swung by the video store and dug up a couple old classics to laugh ( Read more... )

OOC-The following is NC-17 Graphic male/male slash between Chase/Wilson. If you don't read that sort of thing, that's why there is an LJ cut to warn you. Heed accordingly.They really honestly should not be doing this. He'd just gotten his ass reamed out earlier that morning by the Board, crashed head on into Vogler, it was risky for Chase, and ( Read more... )

Wilson pushed through the clear doors, which separated the cafeteria from the outdoor courtyard with a ferocity that scattered a couple interns. The bemused pair shot a worried ‘sorry Doctor Wilson’ after the long striding oncologist but for once he paid them no mind.

( He hadn’t even really seen them. )