A/N – I know, I know, I know – I shouldn't be writing another story…but the idea for this fic wouldn't leave me alone :P I don't think anyone else has used this idea…so, hope you enjoy it!

Oh, and just so you know – I haven't posted this fic for like a week because I wanted to make sure my story timeline fit…I have changed the dates so many times, and I am still not sure if it will work or not…so…dates may change – just as a warning.

Disclaimer – I do not own House M.D. It all belongs to David Shore and Fox.

~Prologue~

October 2009

"Lisa, it worked," a voice told her, and Cuddy couldn't help but beam at the news.

"Thanks for calling, Christy," she replied with excitement. She leaned against her office wall as she slowly closed her cell phone and closed her eyes, imagining a little boy or girl running around the backyard in the summer time; their eyes a deep blue that glistened in the sunshine.

Suddenly her office doors burst open as House limped into the office. He frowned when he noticed the desk was empty, but turned when he heard her sigh to his left.

"When are you ever going to realize that my office is just that, my office, my name on the door, my office. Do you get it? Or should I continue," Cuddy told him as she stood up from leaning against the wall.

House ignored her as he grabbed a chair that was positioned in front of her desk, and turned it to face her instead. He placed his cane on the floor, and sat down in the chair, which was when he started to massage his leg.

"I'm sorry," House mumbled softly.

"What do you mean…" Cuddy asked hesitantly as she tried not to cry right then and there.

"I can't find the diagnosis…neither can my team…" He wasn't quite sure how else to tell her.

"But, but you have to! You have found the answer for so many of your patients, but you can't find it for me? For-" Cuddy told him almost desperately.

"I'm sorry." He told her honestly, as he looked into her eyes.

"Is there anything you can do?" She asked hopefully.

"We are trying. Trust me, we won't stop until…" House didn't want to finish the sentence, instead he averted his eye contact.

"Thank you. I just…I always thought I would be able to see her grow up, and now…it's as if I have failed. I just want to be a mom so bad." She bit her bottom lip as the thought entered her mind. Was this a way of saying that she would never be a parent?

Cuddy once again leaned back against the wall and closed her eyes. Only this time, she imagined her little girl. Tears came to her eyes as he slowly allowed herself to slide down to the carpeted floor and cry into her knees. She dropped her cell phone as her arms wrapped around her knees, effectively hiding her tears from House.

Her body shook as she sobbed, and House didn't know what to do.

Doing the only thing he knew how, he grabbed his cane and left the office, leaving Cuddy and her troubles behind.


A/N - yes, this is short - it is just the prologue...and I want to see if people are interested. I have already started the first chapter...so I will probably post it within the next couple of days - review!