Stacy [as House enters her office]: "You've come to search my office, you should wait ten minutes I'll be out of your hair. Here, start with my purse (throws it across to House) just save me some mints. What do you want to know? My sex life with Mark? My guilt over crippling your damn leg? Or are you just here to gloat because you weren't the leak?
House: I want to apologize [he solemnly sits down] Maybe I've been punishing you for a little too long. And maybe you've been punishing me. If we're going to work together, I need to know - do you hate me? Or do you love me? Either way, I think we've got a problem
Stacy: I hate you. And I love you. And I love Mark
House:You don't hate him?
Stacy:: No
House: So what do we do?
Stacy: We deal with each other
House: Right. That plan's been working great so far
Stacy: It'll get better, it'll get easier
House: Why?
Stacy: I don't know, it's what my therapist tells me"
Greg looked worried, "You have a therapist?" he asked concerned as he stepped closer to her, behind her desk, "Is..is it because of me? Is it my fault...?" he asked, hoping the answer would be no, but knowing the truth
Stacy nodded, her eyes cast downwards, she sighed, "I...love you so much Greg... I miss what we had"
The usually grumpy doctor nodded, and cupped her cheek gently to make her look back up at him, "I love you too Stace, and always will, no matter what" he said as he gently tugged her smaller frame against his body
Stacy wrapped her arms around his middle and smiled, "Why can't we go back to what we had before?" she asked almost childishly as her bright eyes looked up at him sadly
Dr House sighed, "We could always try?" he offered as his hand ran gently through her dark hair
The woman in his arms smiled and leant up on her toes to press a kiss to his lips, "I would love that" she said simply before he pressed her to her desk and kissed her back.
A fire that had never died out, was reignited in a bright light than ever...
