Authors Note: This is a story I wrote like a year ago but took down on a stupid impulse. It had great reviews and quite a following, so I thought i'd repost it for others (newer people) to read. It's 22 chapters long and I will post the first 3 today and then 1 chapter per day after that. I know I get intimidated when I see someone post a long story in one dump. Reviews are always the elixir of life in this household (that and goldfish crackers) so please let me know what you guys think! I'm hoping maybe reading some comments will help inspire me to pick up on the other stories I'm currently working on/have left hanging. Oh, and this story IS finished, but there IS a sequel (tho that one isn't finished... not yet at least!)

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Title: Family

Rating: M (violence, language, sexual situations, abuse/torture etc)

Pairing: House/Cuddy

Disclaimer: I don't own these characters or the premise to the show. Don't sue okay? I had a dream, that's all.

Summary: (Huddy) After a mass kidnapping, House and Cuddy are forced to adopt parental roles to a traumatized Cameron, Chase and Thirteen. Will they be able to hold it together while they wait to be rescued? (dark!fic)

Authors Note: Okay, so this sorta twisted story idea came from a dream I had last night. I know I should stop creating new stories and finish the ones I've started. But I can't help it. This one won't leave me alone.

Since I haven't seen season four, or most of five, I'm going to set this mid season three. The obvious exception is that thirteen is present. My excuse is that she's replaced Foreman on the team and has been working with them for some time now. I'm not a huge fan of Foreman and I like 13, and wanted another female in this story, so yeah. :) She also isn't sick (or if she is, she hasn't found out yet).

The story might start out slow, but please give it a chance. There will be some heavy adult material in here, but I will put a warning at the beginning of each chapter as is appropriate. Reviews greatly appreciated!

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Chapter 1

House could feel it starting in the base of his skull; this low, dull ache that was slowly drawing him out of unconsciousness. It was not his usual morning wake up pain, so he reached down to touch his right thigh, checking to make sure he wasn't dreaming. "Fuck." He hissed, as he now added the throbbing of his dead muscles to his list of morning complaints.

"House?" A shaky voice spoke, much too close to his ear for his comfort. It was female, and it was familiar, but when he opened his eyes he found himself unable to focus his vision. "Greg, wake up." The trembling body next to him was now shaking his shoulders.

"I'm up, I'm up." He groaned and wiped the blurriness from his eyes. Now that he could see more clearly, he turned and nearly choked on his tongue. Cuddy was leaning over him, her face as white as the blanket draped over her shoulders. He was about to make some inappropriate retort about continuing whatever it was they must have been doing, when he noticed that she was crying. "Cuddy?"

Cuddy couldn't keep her composure anymore and the instant he looked at her she broke down. "Oh god, House." She collapsed onto his chest, her arms wrapping tightly around him as she sobbed. Now he knew he wasn't dreaming.

He took a few seconds to glance around; they were not in any room he recognized. It was definitely a bedroom, seeing as they were both situated on what seemed to be a king sized four poster bed. The walls were a dark red, which with the brown carpet gave the room a very warm, sensual feel. Only warm and sensual was not what he was feeling right then. "Where the fuck are we?"

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Chase kept his arms wrapped tightly around the hysterical girl in his lap. Cameron hadn't stopped crying since she'd come back into the room; dressed now in a soft pink and white pajama set. The edge of the sleeves and neckline were adorned with a darker pink lace; the color matching the ribbons holding her hair into pigtails. The contrast between her outfit and his was striking. His pajama bottoms were a medium blue; his long sleeve top a few shades lighter. Both were covered in colorful cartoon dinosaurs.

"Oh god..." She kept sobbing into his shoulder as he rocked her gently. His mind was screaming, threatening to shut his own body down, but he refused to let it. He had to keep himself together; the girls were going to need him.

The door hidden in the shadowy hallway creaked open and then slammed shut. "Thirteen?" He choked out, unable to force the fear from his voice. She'd been gone almost two hours; having been dragged out at the same time Cameron had been let back in. The youngest doctor let out a pitiful whimper, and stepped shakily out of the darkness.

She had also been dressed in pink, only she was in a knee length nightgown instead of a top and bottom set like Cameron and him. Instead of sleeves, she had dark pink ruffles around her upper arms, giving the outfit an unmistakable princess feel. On the front of the fabric was a large, light brown bear. Her dark hair had also been pulled into pigtails, only with white ribbons adorning hers.

Remy was biting down on her tongue as her shoulders trembled; she'd managed to keep it together until that very moment. Only now, at the sight of her friends, she immediately broke down and threw herself into Chase's arms, her own sobs mixing with Cameron's.

Chase pulled the girl tight into his chest, her head bumping into Cameron's. Neither girl seemed to notice; their hands had wrapped themselves into the fabric of the other's clothing, pulling them closer together. The three now sat huddled together on the unfamiliar floor, none of them wanting to think about was going to come next.

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