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It started off just like it was just any other day, cuddy would yelled at me, tell me to do my clinic hours, I'd want consent for an insane procedure, and cuddy would disagree and ask for proof. We would have a fight, I would make a sex remark and we would ignore each other for the rest of the day but today was slightly different. I made her really upset.

"House!" she yelled at me.

"Yes mistress?"

"Stop it, I'm not in the mood." she said sharply.

"Why? You didn't get laid and you're needy?"

"Shut up House"

"So, I was right." I smiled.

"No you're not" she said.

"Let's see, your pregnancy test came back negative?"

"Just shut the hell up". she replied, angry.

"Well I'll take that as a yes then, well it's a good thing because if you would act like this with your child, she or he would end up hating you."

"Go to hell House."

"Did I hurt your feelings? Oh poor Cuddy, are you gonna cry?" I said meanly as I saw the tears forming in her eyes.

"Get out" She told me.

"Nope"

"Don't you care about my feelings at all, House? DO you even care even a little about me or my well being?" She asked me.

I looked at the ground, not wanting to answer the personal question.

"That's what I thought" She said to me, disappointed. "Get the hell out, NOW"

"Cuddy, listen I didn't mean…"

"Of course you meant it House, you don't say things if you don't think they are true and don't even use your pain as an excuse." She said to me coldly. "oh and if you are wondering if I even care about you, well I don't. I never will. I HATE YOU, NOW GET OUT."She screamed at me.

"Cuddy, you don't honestly think that I…"

"I'm tired of this House, I'm done. You've caused me too much pain, I would think that you would have realized that by now, but what was I thinking, you're a self-centered bastard." She interrupted me.

"Cuddy…" I said softly, walking near her, trying to get closer to her but she stepped back a few feet just like I was a threat.

"GO! Just get out and leave me alone" she said to me.

I didn't move. I wanted her to forgive me, but that wasn't going to happen so I just starred at her. I was trying to analyze her; normally I was able too but not today. I've never hurt her that badly, I don't know if she'll ever forgive me this time.

"Fine, if you won't go, I will. I can't stand to see your face."

"Don't bother. You may not stand to see my face but I'll never get tired of seeing yours." I told her almost apologetically. "I'll go, Goodbye Lise"

She looked at me, surprised that I called her by the nickname that I called her when we were in med school.

Why did he say goodbye like that to me? Cuddy asked herself.

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As soon as I walked out of her office, everybody was staring at me.

"What are you all looking at?" I said pissed off.

With that said everybody went back to work and pretended I wasn't even there. But Wilson saw me, I quickly walked as fast as my leg would let me away from the lobby. Wilson followed me of course. I went outside; I had to clear my head about all the things cuddy said to me. I walked across the parking lot to get my bike. Wilson came running after me.

"Wait!" He shouted.

I pretended I didn't hear him and walked towards my motorcycle ignoring him.

"Come on, tell me what happened, everybody heard you guys screaming for more than 15 minutes." He said as I went on my bike.

"No, I don't want to talk about it." I told him.

"Why?"

"I just don't okay". I replied.

"No, tell me, what happened House?"

"Will you just let it go?!" I retorted.

"I will, once you tell me. You got into another fight didn't you? You're acting like a child House. We both know that she cares about you no matter what."

"Well, not this time Wilson, she'll never forgive me." I said to him

"Of course she will, I can't even think how many times she forgave you already, but they are already too many times".

"It's different this time, and maybe you're right, there are too many times and that's exactly why she won't forgive me."

"She cares about, and if she didn't she wouldn't have forgiven you all those times."

"Well she doesn't care about me anymore, she told me so herself"

"What are you talking about, you run around each other like teenagers; she has feelings for you House."He said to me.

"Well any feeling she had for me got replaced by HATE."I said.

"What? No, I wouldn't believe that for a second House"

"Well she told me that she hated me in my face." I told him

"She was angry, she didn't mean it."

"Of course she did. I can't take it anymore."I said looking down on the floor not wanting for him to see the tears that were building up in my eyes."

"What's that supposed to mean exactly?" He asked me.

"Nothing, never mind, I'm going home." I responded.

"I'll see you tomorrow." He said giving up.

"Yeah, maybe"

"Wait, what do you mean…" He started to say but I didn't give him the time to finish, I was already starting the motor on my bike and driving down the road.

Why do things always have to be this complicated with you, cuddy? I asked myself.

I drove around, thinking about where I would go. After a few moments I decided I would just go home to my piano and my friend Jack Daniels.

I parked in front of my place, took the keys out and walked to the door. I dug into my pocket, took out a set of keys, choose the right one and inserted it through the lock.

I opened the door and as soon as I was inside, something was wrong, just like I didn't belong here anymore, just like it wasn't my home, Just like I was a total stranger.

I laid my bag on the floor, went to the kitchen and came out with a glass and a bottle of whiskey, Jack Daniels. I sat down and put my hands on the keys of my piano pressing my fingers gently on them playing a soft melody. I listened carefully the melody as it echoed through the room. It didn't feel right, something or more likely someone was missing. I only played this for Cuddy when we were in Michigan together. She's the only one I played it too and 20 years ago was when I last played it. I stopped playing and got up abruptly and went to my bedroom. I took a suitcase out of the closet and I started to shove any clothes I could find without thinking. I went to the bathroom and got all my things and put them in the suitcase. I then walked to the kitchen to get some food so that I wouldn't starve. I took everything after hesitating about what I was going to take. I had no Idea how long I would be gone but I felt like it was going to be a long time. I had almost everything. I went back in my room realizing that I forgot something, I went straight to the closet, I opened the door and took a wooden box from the top shelf. It had been there a while, judging by the amount of dust there was on it. I opened it. As I did so, a number of memories came back to me. This box contained all my years when I was in Michigan with Cuddy. There were pictures of us smiling, us bowling and a picture of us at a party. A couple of other pictures too. I went through them and stopped when I laid my eyes on the next picture. I smiled as I looked at it. I was just the two of us together while we were on summer break. It was the day I told her that I loved her. I took the picture and put it in my pocket. I closed the box and left it on the bed. I also took a couple of books from the living room and put them with the rest of my stuff in my suitcase. I packed my laptop and I was finished. But something was missing. I gazed at my wall and looked at all of my guitars. I decided to take one with me. So I put it in the case and set it on the floor next to my suitcase in front of the door. I looked at the room for a while, and then I turned to my piano and approached it. I sat on the bench, It was maybe the last time I would ever see it, along with other things. Lisa Cuddy came to my mind and started playing, feeling guilty that I wasn't going to say goodbye to her. As I played, I sang a song that came to me as the melody went on.

You left me with goodbye and open arms
A cut so deep I don't deserve
Well you were always invincible in my eyes
And the only thing against us now is time

Could it be any harder to say goodbye
live without you,
Could it be any harder to watch you go, to face what's true
If I only had one more day (fade away, fade away, fade away, ahhah)

I lie down and blind myself with laughter
Well A quick fix of hope is what I'm needin'
And how I wish that I could turn back the hours
But I know I just don't have the power yea

Well I'd jump at the chance
We'd drink and we'd dance
And I'd listen close to your every word,
As if it's your last, but I know it's your last,
Cause today, oh, you're gone.

Could it be any harder (yea fade away, fade away, fade away ohhhh)
Could it be any harder (yea fade away, fade away, fade away)
Oh yea yea could it be any harder to live my life without you?
Could it be any harder? I'm all alone, I'm all alone.

Like sand on my feet
The smell of sweet perfume
You stick to me forever baby
I wish you didn't go,
I wish you didn't go,
I wish you didn't go away
To touch you again,
With life in your hands.
It couldn't be any harder.. harder.. harder

As that last note played, I let the tears flow down my face. I knew that someday I'll regret leaving like this, not saying goodbye to her, but at this moment it was what was best for her. I wouldn't be here and so she wouldn't cry. I wouldn't be able to screw up her dates, and so she'll move on. I wouldn't be in clinic or be able to insult patients so the hospital won't get sued. She'll give up on waiting for me to ask to have my baby, hopefully then adopt or have a child of her own and finally be happy with maybe a husband. All I wanted for her is a life that she would enjoy and I couldn't give that to her. I was an obstacle to her life, unable to cross. I was the one standing in her way, but now the road is clear and I hope she'll get passed it and put the past behind.

I got up once again and went to the door. Without turning back, I took my suitcase and my guitar. I was outside. I called a cab. It arrived 20 minutes later; the driver got out of the car and put the bags in the trunk. I went inside, he followed me seconds later. He turned to me and said:

"Where to, sir?".

"The airport" I said without thinking.

"okay, sir. "

"Where are you going, if I may ask?"

"I'm just going away, I think I'm going to go to Denver Colorado". i replied.

He started the engine, and drove. I was about 6pm, it was already starting to get dark. I was in the car for about 20 minutes when the driver asked me:

"So, what do you do in life?" He asked me.

"I'm a doctor. I work at the Plainsboro teaching hospital."

"oh, so you have a meeting or a speech you have to do in Colorado?"

"No" I answered.

"You got fired?" He questioned me.

"No" I replied once more.

"Would you mind telling me? The Dean seems really nice here in princeton, I was there once and a doctor in the clinic, a nice guy actually took care of me, he proscribed me some pills, he didn't even have to run tests on me, it was quite impressive. He might have wanted to get out of there as fast as he could but he cared nonetheless. I could tell that he was there against his will. Anyway, I took the pills and I felt better two days later. You might know him."

"Well, I do, there is only one person that I know of that would make sarcastic remarks all the time, popping pills and look at her bosses breasts. He also carries a cane and even though his leg hurts like hell he never shows it. He insults his boss constantly and regrets it every day. " I finished saying looking out the window.

"You're talking about you aren't you? You're the one who treated me?"

"Yes, I was the one, I could hardly look at you."

"Why?" He asked me a little surprised.

"Because you came to the clinic for your wife, not for you. I could tell you didn't want to be there either."

"You remember me?"

"Yeah, now I do, but not in the beginning."

"Cuddy would never fire me, not even I did something unforgivable." I added remembering his question that he asked a few minutes ago.

The driver waited for the rest of the story so I continued.

"I was the one who left, I couldn't stand it anymore."

"Stand what exactly?"

"Hurting her." I answered simply.

"You love her don't you?"

"No." I said too quickly.

"your fast response tells me otherwise."

"God, you sure do remind me of someone." I said to the guy thinking about Wilson.

"Who?"

"A friend, well my only friend, his name is Wilson."

"We've been through a lot" I added.

"Like what?" He asked curiously.

"Well I sorta kill his girlfriend" I said.

"You WHAT?" He asked in shock.

"Well, it really wasn't my fault, I was drunk and I needed a ride and I called him but his girlfriend answered and she came to pick me up, we went on the bus and there was an accident, I couldn't save her, we we're both pretty hurt and I lost 4 hours so I couldn't remember what happened so I did a deep brain stimulation to remember what happened and I had a seizure during the procedure and after that he didn't want to talk to me for a while but he finally forgave me after a while."

"I understand… you sure talk a lot"

"Says the person who asks questions. I really don't like to talk a lot; well I don't like to talk at all"

"So why are you telling me this?"

"Because, well you remind me of wilson, always wanting to get to the bottom of things and always wanting to know everything".

"I'm Tyler by the way."

"Well Tyler, you seem like a nice guy so if you want we could hang out and drink something some time? "

"I'd like that. It's funny because I'm going to go to Denver too in a week or two I just got a new job."

"Cool, oh and if you want to be my friend you always pay, but I'll pay for the ride, don't worry."

"That's fine with me; it's always nice to have friends."

"Sure, whatever".

"What are you planning on doing in Denver?"

"nothing, clear my mind, hopefully forget the past."

"Why so far away then?"

"I think that the further I go, the better she'll be."

"You don't know that."

"You're right, I don't but I won't be there to make her life a living hell."

"Why didn't you go further then?"

"I'm not sure, maybe I just didn't want to be that far away from her."

"I knew it. Are you going to tell me what happened between you two, the reason you're leaving? Do you want to talk about it?"

"No, I really don't, I'm sorry."

"That's fine, you'll maybe tell me one day when you're ready."

"Did you want to be a shrink but you couldn't get the job so you ended up being a cab driver?"

"No, why do you ask?"

"No reason." I said even though there was one. The way that he talked.

The rest of the ride was quiet. He didn't ask me any more questions. I just looked out of the window thinking if I'll ever come here again. My phone rang; I looked on the caller I.D. It was Wilson. I opened my phone and pressed the red button. I hung up on him not wanting to talk to him, because he'll just ask too many questions. I went to my menu on my phone pressed a few buttons and said through my phone to the speakers:

"you might think you've reached the number of Gregory House, but you've arrived at a dead end. He went to set everything right even if that means leaving everything and never coming back. Goodbye. Oh and don't leave a message after the bip you know he won't call you back."

That was going to be my new voicemail message.

"Why did you do that?"

"Because, I kind of didn't say goodbye to anyone."

"why?"

"Less painful." I said simply to tyler.

"That's understandable but are you ever going to call him back? Or dr. Cuddy if she calls or if anybody calls?"

"No, I don't think so."

I didn't want to talk to them, afraid of what they would say.

I know even if I go across the country that still wouldn't be far enough because no matter how I try my heart will only beat for Lisa Cuddy. Even distance couldn't change that. Because she's too close to my heart and so she'll never be far away. I couldn't change that even if I wanted to.

TBC…

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