This story is set right before House goes to Mayfield and in this story Cuddy doesn't know that House went to Mayfield. I hope you like this story. Thanks for reading.

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Chapter One.

It was just another day at Princeton Plainsboro Teaching Hospital, but something, or more likely someone was missing.

"Where's House?" The dean of medicine asked Wilson.

"Why should you care?" He asked in a rude tone of voice.

"He's my employee, of course I care. He works for me, why else would I ask for him?" she asked, not thinking of any other logical reason.

Wilson shook his head in disbelief.

A curt laugh came out of his voice as that was said.

"What's so funny?"

"Nothing's funny, it's just, I can't believe I'm saying this, but House's right, maybe you really don't care about him, after all." Wilson told her.

"I just said that I cared…" She retorted.

"Yeah but as a boss, not as a friend or anything else…"

"He just yelled to my whole staff that he slept with me, sorry if I was disrespecting him." She said sarcastically.

"…and why do you think he would do that, huh?" He said, pretending to think, since he already knew the answer.

"Because it happened… a long time ago." She guessed, concluding that was the only possible reason.

"He hallucinated, Cuddy!" Wilson screamed, unable to keep it a secret any longer.

Her face crisped in shock.

"What?! About what?" She asked not fully understanding.

"About you two having sex!" he admitted.

"What?"She repeated.

"you heard me."

"Where is he?" She asked, feeling bad.

"Apparently not here!" Wilson said to her, covering up the fact that he was in a mental facility.

"When did this happen?" She asked concerned.

"Oh, now you care?" He asked, grinning slightly.

"I've always cared Wilson, now shut up."

"Now, where is he?" She asked again.

"At Mayfield…" He gave in.

"the mental facility?" She asked.

"Yes, that would be correct."

"I thought he only fantasized about us, why is he there?" she demanded, not able to believe that House would go there and not refuse.

"He hallucinated about Amber and Kutner as well…"

"Why didn't he come to me?" she asked mostly to herself.

"Well he did, well he thought he did and he thought that you helped him detox, because he thought that the vicodin was the cause of all of it, he asked you for help, you did and you ended up sleeping together but it all came out as an hallucination…"

"I feel awful…" She confessed.

"You should." Wilson agreed.

"I'm going to his place." She said.

"He's not there…" Wilson said.

"I know." She told him.

"Then why go?" He asked, curious.

"Because I care…" She said giving him a last smile before leaving his office.

She went to her office, grabbed her coat and car keys and left.

She drove to his house getting more and more impatient every second. She finally arrived at her destination and parked right in front. She put her car in park, took her purse and got out.

She crossed the street and walked to his porch. She lifted the flower pot and took the key that was hidden under there and opened the door. The nice scent of wood came across her nose as she walked in. She breathed in, enjoying the nice smell. Her heels clacked against the wood floor as she strolled down the hall to the living room to find the piano at the exact same spot but the composition paper caught her eye so she walked towards it and lifted it up. She was surprised to find the writing House's.

My life is brilliant.
My love is pure.
I saw an angel.
Of that I'm sure.
She smiled at me on the subway.
She was with another man.
But I won't lose no sleep on that,
'Cause I've got a plan.

You're beautiful. You're beautiful.
You're beautiful, it's true.
I saw your face in a crowded place,
And I don't know what to do,
'Cause I'll never be with you.

Yeah, she caught my eye,
As we walked on by.
She could see from my face that I was,
Flying high,
Fucking high,
And I don't think that I'll see her again,
But we shared a moment that will last till the end.

You're beautiful. You're beautiful.
You're beautiful, it's true.
I saw your face in a crowded place,
And I don't know what to do,
'Cause I'll never be with you.

You're beautiful. You're beautiful.
You're beautiful, it's true.
There must be an angel with a smile on her face,
When she thought up that I should be with you.
But it's time to face the truth,
I will never be with you.

She realized that the angel was her and that he thought that they will never be together.

A tear slipped down her cheek and landed on the sheet of paper.

A sign that showed she really cared.

TBC or not TBC?

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Should I continue or not? I liked to know if you like it or not, I have the next part all figured out so if you like it, I'll write it. It's going to be when House comes back from Mayfield, and goes home with Lydia and is surprised to see Cuddy waiting for him. It's going to be a major Love Triangle so please review with your thoughts. Thanks for reading.