Title: Broken
Author: ICantBelieveImNotButter
Category: Drama, Angst, Romance
Spoilers: Euphoria parts 1&2
Rating: R
Setting: Straight after Euphoria
Summary: Roses are dead, Violets aren't true, Look underground, She's growing near you...
Authors Notes: Okay this stoyline is taken from the show 'Neighbours' so I take no credit for that. Plus some of the lines or letters will be from there (like I could think of something that good). Also if any of the medical information is wrong (and it will be) please don't stop reading, hopefully its still a good story. I know this isn't in the show but in my story House lives across from a small park. Oh and I'm making Foreman completely better after his surgery. Um... Okay well that's all I can think of for now... BYE and Happy reading!
Disclaimer: None
Feedback: Dear God yes! It feeds my brain. Without it I get writers block.

THE EXPLOSION

It had been a long day (long week really) and Dr. Lisa Cuddy was over tired but she also wanted to see how Dr. Eric Foreman was after his surgery. Truth be told she was still feeling guilty about Foreman's case and House wasn't making it any better for her.

She had just gotten off the elevator on Foreman's floor when Dr. Greg House came up too her.

"How is he?" She asked as she stopped walking

"Why?" asked House "You feeling guilty?"

"I... Look is he alright or not?" She asked

House shrugged and headed towards the elevator.

"Not sure he'd want to talk to you though" He replied over his shoulder. When he was standing in the elevator he added "He might still be a little upset that you were willing to let him die"

With that the doors closed and House disappeared.

Cuddy tried to fight back the tears that pooled in her eyes. She bit her bottom lip and shook her head before she headed towards the stairs.

Foreman was sitting up in a hospital bed. His father had fallen asleep in a chair beside him. Dr. Robert Chase came into the room with a tray of food.

"Whats that?" Foreman asked, pointing to the tray

"A nurse was going to bring it in for you" Chase explained "I thought I'd save her the trip"

"Well, uh, thanks" said Foreman

Chase nodded and placed the tray on the table beside the bed. Then he looked over at Foreman's father.

"Do you want me to wake him?" Chase asked

"No. Let him sleep" Foreman replied "Where's everyone else?" he asked

"Oh, um I think House has gone home and I think Cameron is in the clinic" replied Chase

"What about Wilson and Cuddy?" asked Foreman

"Last time I checked Wilson was in his office and I'm not sure about Cuddy" Chase replied

"Do me a favor" said Foreman

"Anything" said Chase

"When you see Cuddy, tell her that I'm sorry about... Yelling at her" said Foreman

"Sure" said Chase

Hours later Lisa Cuddy is sitting in her living room, sculling down her second glass of red wine. No matter what she did she couldn't stop dwelling on Foreman's case and what House had said to her through the whole thing. Even Cameron's words about it being her fault were getting to her.

She quickly wipes a tear from her cheek and stands up. Placing the now empty wine glass on the coffee table, she moves towards her bedroom.

Wilson finds House sitting behind his desk in his office. Not expecting his friend to still be there, Wilson walks in and sits in one of the other chairs.

"You're still here" Wilson states after a few moments

"So are you" House replies flatly "Are you done stating the obvious?"

"I just thought you'd have gone home now that Foreman is alright" Wilson replied

"There's still the paper work" House said

Wilson leaned forward a bit. "Since when do you think or even do your paper work?" He asked curiously

"Well I'd thought I'd give Cuddy a little break" replied House

"Okay now I'm really worried" said Wilson "You never want to give Cuddy a break. In fact you normally go out of your way to give her a hard time so what gives?" He asked

"I felt like being nice" House said sarcastically.

Truth was, House really didn't know why he wanted to help Cuddy out. He just had this feeling and it bothered him. Maybe it was the look on her face when he had taunted her near the elevator.

"Do you still blame her for not letting you do a biopsy on the cop?" Wilson asked, bringing House out of his thoughts

Cuddy comes out of her bedroom wearing an old pair of track pants and an old t-shirt. She moves around her house giving it a little clean up.

She picks up her wine glass of the coffee table and is about to take it to the kitchen when something white catches her eye.

She turns around and notices that there is an envelope by her door. It looked like someone had pushed it under the door.

Cuddy slowly puts the glass back on the coffee table and walks towards the envelope.

House sighed and looked at Wilson.

"No, no I don't blame her" House replied slowly

"Did you ever blame her or were you just taking your anger out on her?" asked Wilson

"Not really" said House "I just know how she takes everything to heart"

"So you exploited that fact?" stated Wilson "Made her feel guilty just because you could"

"Cuddy would have felt guilty either way" said House "She would have blamed herself because I sent him to the apartment"

"You should apologize to her" Wilson said "She deserves it"

"I know" House agreed softly

Bending over Cuddy grabbed the envelope and looked at it.

Written on the front in neat black writing was her name 'Lisa Cuddy'

She wouldn't have opened it if she wasn't so damn curious about it's contents. Quickly tearing it open, Cuddy pulled out the single paper that was inside. It was a simple white A4 sheet of paper. And typed in the middle were the words...

'Think about your life and everything you've done'

One of Cuddy's neighbours, Mr. Hoyland was calling his cat in for the night when suddenly he heard an extremely large bang.

In a panic he ducked for cover behind one of his hedges. Moments later when he could smell burning and feel the heat, he stood up.

He watched in horror as flames engulfed the house of Lisa Cuddy.

TBC