"Yes. I'll do it. I'll keep them inside. No one in, no one out. You've got it." Lisa Cuddy slammed the phone down onto the receiver and ran outside to the desk clerk.

Her heart was racing as she felt a cold sweat begin sweeping over her body. It was as if she had just walked through a ghost. The desk clerk looked extremely astounded when Dr. Cuddy told her that the hospital was on lockdown. It had only been locked down when patients were trying to escaping. Keeping people from getting out. This time, it was to keep people from getting in.

"Lockdown the hospital immediately, I want guards at every door and escape, do you hear me?" She was screaming now, and her pace was quickening as she headed to his office.

How could this happen? Couldn't psych doctors at least keep their patients at bay, instead of having them escaping from hospitals and galavanting around a teaching hospital?

Apparently not.

A few seconds after Cuddy had walked away from the desk clerk, the clerk's voice rang throughout the hospital warning doctors and nurses to lock door and secure patients' rooms. The clicking of her shoes reverberated down the hallway as she pushed open a glass door labeled: Dr. Gregory House M.D.

Lightning flashed violently in her face when she entered the room, as a dark figure loomed by the window. It did not turn, did not move, did not speak.

"Dr. House, listen to me...The hospital is on lockdown." House didn't move. He didn't even turn to face her. Lisa Cuddy remained where she was, behind his desk. Something was wrong.

"House?"

He did not stir.

"This isn't a time to freak me out, okay? There's some maniac loose from the psych hospital down the road and we...House?"

When he turned to her, his face was ashen, his eyes piercing. He moved to her in such a way that the only way he could explain it was that he was floating. "Hhhuuugh..." She breathed, moving back. He moved to her and stared into her with icy eyes. Cuddy felt as if she was frozen to the floor.

He moved to her, only inches away from her face. Cuddy had never felt like this before.

As the wind whipped the rain harder against the window, as the lightning flashed, House ran a hand down Cuddy's back, making gooseflesh appear all over her body. But she couldn't move, wasn't sure if she wanted to.

His eyes were meeting hers. Making her knees weak. She felt as if her vocal chords were paralyzed. No thought could filter through her mind, it was created and dissolved just as soon as it was made.

When his lips met hers, she felt as if she was drowning in a deep, deep lake. Unable to move, think, or speak. His kiss was deep and intoxicating, moving to her jaw bone where he traveled down her neck and her collarbone. When he came back up to her neck, her closed eyes opened. "House?" She squeaked, right before House revealed his vampire teeth that were about to meet the flesh on her neck--

--"Wake up sleepy head!" Dr. Gregory House said, tapping the side of her arm. He was shining a flashlight in her eyes, "Stop!" She said, shielding her eyes. "House!"

House smiled at her sheepishly. He was looking down at her, standing over her. "What?" She asked, folding her arms over her chest.

"Nothing," House began, "Just wondering why you haven't asked why you're laying on the floor of my office." Cuddy held her head as she sat up, looking around. There was a raging thunderstorm beginning outside and that's when she remembered.

"The hospital is on lockdown." She said. "Lock up the ICU." When she stood up, the ground moved like the ocean beneath her.

"You okay?" He pondered aloud in the most non-concerned voice he could muster. "No, I..." She was holding her head. "I feel like I'm gonna..." Just as her knees buckled, House caught her in once gallant swoop. His hand fell down her back to hold her better. Gooseflesh littered body.

"House..." House set her down in the chair nearest him and felt her head. When lightning flashed again through the blinds, she jumped. "Lock down the ICU, spread the message."

"Why? What's going on?"

"Some psycho escaped from the psych ward down the street and..."

"-is on the loose." House finished. Cuddy raised an eyebrow. "Did I talk in my sleep?" She looked cross. House stood tall and smiled down at her.

"I'll tell my team..."

"To lock up the patient's room?"

House smiled, "No, to work faster. Nine year old girl talking in her sleep and with breathing problems, faints and falls into a coma. No one can figure out why."

House swam before Cuddy's eyes. What was wrong with her?

Cuddy didn't feel up to arguing with him. So when she heard his footsteps leading away, she rested her head in her hands. What is the matter with me...? That dream...House was a vampire? I mean I was terrified and scared to death...but...He was so, so...

"Making love to Count Dracula one of your fantasies?" Cuddy jumped and turned around to see House. "Get out!" She yelled, confused and embarassed at the same time. When he had really gone, she turned toward the window as the lightning flooded her face.

"Idiot..."

Crossing out many of the life threatening disease that had been officially dismissed on the whiteboard, House thought deeper.

"What could cause psychosis and a comotose state?" Cameron asked, seeming to take House's place in front of the whiteboard.

"What could cause fainting, violently romantic sexual nightmares and an extra ass chromosome?"

Everyone froze. "What? You mean, Cuddy?" Eric Foreman asked.

House turned to everyone. "She collapsed in my office and she started yelling...well, I can't exactly tell you...It's a bit explicit." Chase's eyes grew to the size of saucers. "She just fainted on your office floor?"

"Yep!"

"Oh, and we're on lockdown. The whole hospital. Some maniac is lose from the psych ward down the street."

Everyone in the room exchanged glances.

"Which means today just got more suspenseful." House filled his cheeks with air and then let it out. At that exact moment, a flash of lightning struck somewhere right outside the hospital. The lights shut off and gasps and chatter were instantly heard around the hospital.

"No, now it just got more suspenseful." House confirmed, turning to his suddenly very tense ducklings.