A.N.: Welcome to my attempt at Huddy. For those of you following Maybe I'm Amazed, do not worry yourselves. I told you that I will be doing this along side that, so I will do my best to balance out updates on both. Depending on how my muse feels I am pretty sure I will be able to keep that promise.

Understand this ladies and gentleman, this is AU. Unfortunately all Huddy fics are AU from now on thanks to Lisa E's decision to leave, but this one is even more AU than just because it is Huddy. You will see why down the line, and hopefully you won't kick my ass for it. I enjoy the plot I have in the works, so I am hoping you will too. I am going to try my best to keep my ideas fresh and interesting. Try to trust me, m'kay?

There is going to be some time jumping, but I promise to indicate every time I make a leap in time. I think after the first five chapters I will pretty much be done skipping around on you guys.

Timeline wise I am trying my best to make good guestimations as to where in their past they would be. I am basing it off the idea that Cuddy is as of 2011 43 years old. I am saying that their one night stand in college happened when she was 21 in 1989. Can we just accept that as fact? If David Shore and company can get away with House having two different birthdays I think I should be able to get away with my timeline being a little iffy.

Wilson is going to be playing a pretty big part in this, but I swear to bob he will only be a friend. There is no Wuddy here other than as friendship, and there sure as hell will be no Hilson other than as friendship. Strictly Huddy. Deal with it. -puts on sunglasses-

I think I am good on my warnings now.

I don't own House. I am just boring them and giving them a different life.

Prologue

November 14, 1989.

There had not been any expectations. She had never assumed that him following her to bed that night would mean that he would now be her boyfriend, but that did not stop the pang of hurt she felt from his hit it and quit it actions. Lisa Cuddy was no man's whore, but she was also not naive enough to think she had meant more to him than just sex. But even so, did he have to up and completely disappear the way he had?

It had not been a surprise to wake up to not only an empty bed, but also a throbbing headache. She had consumed a bit too much alcohol, so of course she would be paying the price for the rest of the day. In vain she had looked around her dorm room for a note or a scrap of clothing. Some sort of proof that Gregory House had in fact shared her bed, but the only proof she had was the sore feeling dwelling between her legs. That thought brought a small smile to her face. She may have consumed a fair bit of alcohol, but she remembered every touch, every kiss perfectly. She didn't regret their night together at all. She was actually flying on quite a high from it. For a purely sexual meeting it had been... intense. He had been doting and fully focused on her needs and pleasures. He met every one of her moaned demands without complaint or comment, which in comparison with his usual need to be contrary in casual conversation it was a little surprising. After it was over he had stayed. He had held her. His hold had been gentle and kind. They didn't talk. What was there to say? She had no idea what time he had left, but she was curious to ask him. She had made a mental note to ask him when she saw him in endocrinology class.

But a week later she still hadn't seen him again. She had asked around, but no one seemed to know where he had went. There were a few rumors that he was simply at his apartment on a bender. Others told stories of him being given his degree early so that he could treat the dean's wife, who was rumored to be dying of a mysterious infection. She was pretty sure that neither of these rumors had any credibility. She didn't like the idea, but she was fairly certain that he was avoiding her. It was idiotic really. She wasn't the clingy type. She hadn't told him she expected anything more than the sex she had been given.

Her friends tried to distract her. They tried too much, actually. She attempted to tell them that she didn't need to be cheered up. She wasn't upset. Confused, maybe, but not upset. She didn't think that she deserved to be ignored the way he was obviously doing.

Later she would learn that he had been kicked out of school.

Much later she would learn that he had wanted to see if they would have possibly worked out together.

But one thing she knew for sure even back then, Gregory House had made his first impression on her life that night. One night of amazing sex was the beginning of their history. This was not the end. They had so much more to go from there.