She left the key out, purposely.

Cuddy pulled the blanket closer to her body. The flimsy material did nothing to heat her body temperature. As she cried, her mascara mixed with her tears forming black droplets. As closed her eyes tight, her headache disappeared. Seconds later she heard movement. Instead of looking for the source of the sound, she listened for it. Without warning, the blanket was gently prized out of her closed hands. House climbed into the large armchair with her, laying his cane quietly on the floor, and wrapped the blanket around them both. She laid her head on his chest and fell asleep.

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