Title: Vanishing Act
Summary: What would happen if House and Cuddy were the only two people left on Earth?
Disclaimer: Unfortunately, I HAVE NOTHING!!!
Rating: T (Language and slight smut later on)
It was a Saturday morning. Gregory House awoke at noon with the intentions in mind to skip work. However, with the recent patient's unusual array of symptoms, he decided, against his better judgment, to head in.
It was a Saturday morning. Lisa Cuddy hustled around the house frantically attempting to be at work before the morning came to an end. Having been at a medical conference in upstate Hawaii for the week, little Rachael was taken care of at her babysitter's. Now, the only feat she had to accomplish was the time change. Oversleeping was to blame for her current state of utter disarray. As she glanced at the clock she cursed under her breath and hurried out the front door.
House showered and dressed quickly, anticipation welling within as he imagined how to degrade and humiliate his team about the horribly wrong ideas they had come up with. A pair of sneakers, and a few insults stored later, House headed out the door to his awaiting motorcycle.
Cuddy revved her engine as she reached speeds of fifty miles per hour along the streets of Princeton. Due to the terrible thought of tardiness on her mind, she failed to notice the city's usually bustling streets, unusually barren and wasted. The only oddity she found relevant was the sound of a roaring motorcycle engine coming from the direction of the approaching hospital parking lot.
Not wanting to miss a beat with the patient's current condition, House wove through the deserted Princeton streets, gratified for the freedom of the road. Too gratified, in fact, to notice something peculiar about generally traffic-jammed city. As he neared the hospital, he couldn't help but grin from behind the helmet. Eyeing the car coming the opposite way, he spotted a late Lisa Cuddy; a strange and unusual sight. For the sake of bragging rights, he increased his speed and turned into the asphalt lot of Princeton Plainsboro Teaching Hospital.
Cuddy couldn't contain her anger. How the hell was House earlier than her?! As she approached the turn, she cooled herself, so not to add anything to the ever increasing ego. Heading to the spot marked Dean of Medicine, Cuddy, much to her dismay, noticed House, smug look apparent on his face. She looked away in order to reduce the amount of eminent mockery.
Surely enough, House skipped no beat in his rant.
"So, when I'm late I get a harsh speech and hours of extra clinic duty. What do you think you deserve?" House asked sarcastically.
"Save it House. You know as well as I do that I was away for a week."
"Yea. A week in Hawaii would really put a damper on me. I can easily see you're excused from punishment."
"House! Shut up! I overslept and, believe me, I'm none too pleased about it."
"Oooh! Feisty! If I didn't know any better I'd say you were turned on."
Truth be told, she was a bit turned on, and as their gait neared the doors of the hospital, Cuddy offered nothing more than an annoyed looking sneer of disapproval.
This House took as a sign to end the conversation, and as the doors opened and the two walked inside, they stopped dead in their tracks, in complete shock of what stood before their eyes.
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