My excuse is I got bored and didn't feel like writing anything for "Life Unexpected". So there's this. Anyway, this one is going to be a little different, because I'll be writing it as the season goes along after the episode that must not be named. Leave a review!

Lisa Cuddy lay in bed, her eyes burning as she cried to herself , hours after having ended it. She thought she could have handled being with House. She had really thought that things were going to work. They had worked. They had worked out perfectly fine until they were faced with a worrisome situation. Any normal couple would have been have dealt with the situation and would have been fine afterwards, but the truth of the matter was that she and House were never a normal couple. There had never been anything normal about them. She was a flawed middle aged woman who had fallen in love with an emotionally stunted, self centered, middle aged drug addict.

She looked at the clock that lay on her night stand. Three fifty-six am. There was a pang in her chest as she looked at the empty space beside her and realized that it would most likely never be filled by the right person again. She wanted him to be there with her. She needed him with her, but she knew he wouldn't come. When she had left him, she had hoped that he would come for her. He hadn't. She wanted nothing more than for him to be the one coming to her. She had wanted him to stop her from leaving his apartment. To stop her from walking out on him in their time of need. It was not her time of need anymore. It was their time of need. That was all she had wanted.

She never got what she wanted. Taking one of the sleeping pills she had been prescribed, she thanked god she was on medical leave for the next week.

He had expected her to be there when he looked up from the floor of his bathroom. He had expected her to save him again. Again. She had always saved him. She had always been there when he needed her most, and he couldn't even muster the courage to be with her in her one time of need. He had wanted to be there for her, but it was well known that he was not the supportive type of person. He couldn't deal well with emotional situations. He just couldn't. He was too selfish to put her before himself for once. He was to selfish to put anyone before himself. He was a self centered, basket case. He looked down at the white pills in his hand before dry swallowing them.

It was a little after nine when there was a knock on the door. Clutching her side as she stood from the couch she answered the it.

"Hey." Wilson said running a hand through his hair.

"Hi." Cuddy mumbled.

"He's gone missing.."

"I can't do anything to fix his problem.. I am his problem."

"Exactly Lisa. YOU are his problem. You're the only one that can fix him."

Cuddy sighed as she stepped aside and let him in.

"James.. I can't. I can't fix his problem. I thought I could.. I thought I could handle being with him.. I can't. I just can't do it anymore. I can't always be his savior. He needs to learn how to deal with his emotions without the use of drugs. He needs help and I can't give it to him. I tried. I really tried. I can't do it anymore." She wiped away at the tears that had started to fall.

"He never told you did he?"

"I don't want to hear it."

"He needs you Lisa. He needs you in his life. He doesn't know how he'll get through this without you. He's in this situation because of you."

"Don't you dare tell me this is my fault. I didn't -"

"It's not your fault. But he is in this situation because of you. Do you realize how much he loves you? The thought of you dying, the thought of losing you caused him such emotional distress that the only way he could have handled it was by relapsing. Whether you choose to believe it or not, you are the reason he lives for. If the simple THOUGHT of losing you caused him to take one pill, just imagine how many he's going to take now that he's lost you.."

Cuddy felt Wilson's arms around her as she started sobbing uncontrollably. She wanted to be able to help House, but she couldn't. For once in the history of their relationship she was going to be selfish. She had always been the selfless one. Everything she ever did, House had benefited from. It was time she put her needs above his, even if it would mean leaving him alone in his darkest hour.

"I can't. I wish I could. I know it's because of me but I can't. I'm not in the right state of mind to deal with both his situation and mine. I have to put my needs above his for once." She pulled away and wiped at her eyes, taking a deep breath before speaking again. "Maybe if the roles were reversed, you would understand where I'm coming from."

"I do understand where you're coming from. I know both sides of this story. I've been following it as though it's one of my novelas." Wilson responded taking her hand.

Cuddy laughed.

"The point is that you two belong together. This is just another chapter in the story of your relationship. You gave it one shot, and a crisis caused it to end. That doesn't mean that you should throw it all away over this."

"Wilson.."

"Twenty five years. You two have twenty five years worth of history. You'll get back together. Whether it be a months from now, or maybe years from now, you will. You can't stay away from each other. I'm gonna leave you now. I'll call you tomorrow. Feel better."

She waited for the sound of Wilson pulling out of her driveway before letting herself succumb to the tears once more. Wilson was wrong. There was no future for her relationship with House. It was over.