*This is a little fluffy one-shot I dreamt up with after reading:

Deathbed Confessions

House and Cuddy have left many things unsaid in their past, when Cuddy is on her deathbed, is it too late to finally open up? Or will that just make it worse? HUDDY. Main character death.

House, M.D. - Rated: T - English - Angst/General - Chapters: 1 - Words: 2,235 - Reviews: 10 - Published: 10-29-09 - L. Cuddy & G. House - Complete

Author: Katheryn Mae Wilson MD

I really dreamt this. I was in PPTH and I apparently had just read this in one of the patients rooms. The hall outside is basically vacant. I have tears streaming down my face and am just leaving the room…

I sob out loud and it echoed off the walls of the empty room. I log off, feeling to depressed to read any other fanfics. Tears stream down my face and I shut my laptop. I open the door to the hall way and it gives way with a faint click. I step out into the hall, only to hear two familiar voices arguing about an all to familiar subject in a room right next to mine, with the blinds open. I close the door behind me and walk over into the room the two stubborn doctors happen to be arguing in. They don't even acknowledge my existence.

"House! For the last time, quit acting like a child and go do your clinic hours!" she yelled at him clearly pissed off. The depressing feelings turn to ones of impenitentness and impatience. Before House can respond to the brunette I cut in. Standing off to the side of them I strike my best Wilson-annoyed-at-House pose, placing my hands firmly on my hip and narrowing my eyes, clearly annoyed with them. With tears streaming down my face, I yell at them, telling them what someone should have told them a very long time ago.

"Would you two just quit it. You're both acting like children. You both have been dancing around each other for years. You spar and scream and pretend to hate each other, yet you keep coming back. Why? Because your goddamn in love with each other! You bicker like an old married couple and the sexual tension around you guys is so thick that you CANT cut it with a knife. So quit being stubborn idiots and admit that you're in love with each other." I lecture. They both look at me like I'm crazy but I need to get my point across.

"You think you have forever, but you don't. Just because your not suppose to die soon, doesn't mean you wont. You said it yourself, House, Everybody dies. What guarantees that the next time you're is shot, or he OD's, that he'll come back, Cuddy. Or that Cuddy wont be hit by a bus, or get shot instead of you, House. You don't know if you'll see each other tomorrow. Do you want them to die without knowing how you feel! So, suck it up and stop acting like cowards. You two clearly love each other very much and your just wasting your lives. You want a real relationship, Cuddy, well you cant just stand there and wait for it to find you. And as much as you hate to admit it, House you want to be happy, Well you've got to work for it! You two belong together, you're made for each other, so quit your arguing and…and. Just…" I sighed in exasperation. I pushed them both together in desperation as I wiped my eyes.

Cuddy had sort of fallen into House because of my push and they jut stood there. House's arms wrapped around Cuddy's waist and Cuddy's arms around House's neck. Their faces inches apart, they stood awkwardly frozen in time, like there was no one or nothing else but the two of them. I watched them for a bit, but realizing they wouldn't do anything I just rolled my eyes and shouted at them.

"Well… Kiss her already, you idiot!" I yelled at House with impatience. They both jumped, startled by my outburst and House chuckled while Cuddy giggled. House hesitated for a second. His eyes locked with hers.

"Maybe…I should…" he started but was cut off when Cuddy pressed his lips to his. I busted out laughing at the look House got on his face. A mixture of disbelief and astonishment before he kissed her back. I watched them make out for a couple of seconds before I walked out of the room, making sure to close the blinds and door. I sank to the ground, my back against the wall, in pure content. My work was done.

Wilson came by, and upon seeing the happy look in my eyes he raised an eyebrow. "Why are you so happy?" he questioned curiously. I just giggled and rolled my eyes. "I've done in 3 minutes what you haven't been able to accomplish in ten years…" I replied with a knowing smile. He narrowed his eyes and shot me another questioning look. I just responded by pointing my thumb to the door I had walked out of. He looked at me for a couple of seconds, then went to the door, opened it and peeked in.

"Hey!" I heard two shouts come form the inside. "Sorry…" murmured Wilson hurriedly as he closed the door. Looking to me his face was flushed with hot embarrassment. He looked at me with something mixed with awe and amazement. He sank to the flaw with me looking exasperated.

"How'd ya do it? How did you make them see what was there?" he asked in a disbelieving whisper. I chuckled and rolled my eyes. Then I told him the whole story. I told him about what I had read, what I had yelled at them, what I had done, and lastly…the kiss. Then after my story as Wilson sat there next to me I added in a soft whisper… "I just told them what they needed to hear."

I hadn't realized we had been sitting there for a good hour until the door opened to our left. Out stepped a very flushed looking House and Cuddy. I chuckled at their disheveled appearance. Both of their lips bruised and red, cheeks splashed red with excitement, hair messy and sticking up in placed, and there eyes glassy and content. Then came out with House's arm wrapped firmly around her waist and Cuddy's head resting on House's shoulder. As they walked passed us, both looking much more than happy, Wilson and I smiled brightly happy with what I had accomplished. They stopped in front of us.

"Thanks for telling us…what we needed to hear…" said House with soft sincerity to his voice. "Yeah," added Cuddy, "You were right. We were acting like children." she agreed. Wilson chuckled, "You two were acting like children alright, House was pulling on your pig tales and you were hitting him right back."

I nodded. "You guys just needed a little…a big….push." I told them with a laugh. Wilson smirked and put his arm around me humor in his eyes, "So…you guys are dating now, right?" he questioned as we both looked up at them with earnest. They smiled brightly and House tightened his grip around Cuddy's waist. They both nodded, "Yeah, we're dating." they agreed with a laugh. We both smirked and Wilson helped up with a laugh. We turned to them. As we followed them down the hall. "So, oh daughter of mine, what are we going to do tonight?" he asked.

To the amazement of real me, my dream self responded with a light laugh, not surprised by what he had called her.

I shrugged, " What do you want to do?" I asked with a smile, kissing him on the cheek as we followed behind the happy Huddy couple.

"This," told Wilson with a chuckle as he came up be hind them, "So…When's the wedding?" asked my supposed father with mock curiosity. I busted out laughing as Cuddy and House turned on their heels, both blushing, they hit him on the arm, "Wilson!" they both yelled at him. Wilson turned back to me, and with a House like tone rubbed his shoulder saying, "Oh, the abuse I get!" with mock surprise.

I laughed at the look on his face while out of the corner of my eye saw House murmur something to Cuddy,

"I love you." somehow I knew, as I watched her reply with a smile and four obvious words, that House had said that. I smiled and leaned on Wilson's shoulder sleepily. Then, I knew no more…

*It really was a dream…

It was an awesome dream. I couldn't believe what Wilson called me and I ended up staring at the wall trying to go back to the dream. Finally I gave up and just logged in and typed the whole thing out. I'm glad I did. Anyway. Reviews are love!