House

A heavy sigh escaped her lips as the hot spray of the shower touched her head and shoulders. Cuddy leaned into the shower cubicle as she felt the hot water trail down the rest of her tensed body, relaxing each strained muscle a bit.

She sighed again. It had been such a long weekend. She had to fill in so much paperwork. Than finally, Sunday night, she had fallen asleep at home above her files and woke up the next morning, much too late. She had hurried of to her work in such a haste and when she came to her office, other work had been waiting. And now finally, when the monday afternoon had come she had an hour lunchbreak. And she really needed it. Otherwise the stress really would get to her.

She wasn't the kind of woman that would let stress get to her that easily, but to be honoust, these last weeks had been so heavy that she was practically drowning in her work by last week and now...No, she didn't want to think about it right now. She had to relax, just for a few minutes.

Cuddy had never used the shower in her office before, she had always found it too luxury or a bit over the top. Who would use a shower in their own office? She had a shower at home.

But now, she just hadn't been able to resist and she didn't regret it.

She opened the bottle of showergel and smelled the apple and kiwi scent. A smile spread over her face as she poured the nice liquid on her hand and began to massage her shoulder with it.

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House smirked as he looked at the paper on his desk. It was only monday and the devil herself had already managed to piss him off again. Why was it that only she could get to him like that! He thought angrily.

Well, she would not get away with this. House thought agitated as he turned instantly and marched as fast as he could with his cane towards his office-door.

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When House burst into Cuddy's office he was suprised to see that she wasn't sitting behind her desk, looking all smug. He had turned to leave but he stopped in his tracks as he heard movement in the room next to her office which he knew was her private bathroom. His eyes grew big as he stared with surprise at the closed door. Cuddy was taking a shower!

A grin crept up his face. This could become quite funny, he thought as he made his way over to the door.

His eyebrows shot up as he heard her curse.

'Now now, such language!' House snapped accusingly at the door. 'What if I had been a patient? Or patients family? That's no way for a Dean of Medicine to talk!'

'House?' The muffled voice came after a long pause, from the other side of the door. She sounded shocked, annoyed and angry.

'Is that you House?' The voice came again.

'Yes sweetie, have you been waiting for me?' House leered as he leaned against the door, grinning wide and looking at the ceiling.

'House! Do not come in!' She warned in a dark commanding tone.

And let it just be that House just never liked her commanding tone, it made him feel the need to become very obstinate. He shrugged and opened the door instantly.

'Well well, have you been showering have you?' House said as he smelled scented showergel and instantly felt the moisture in the air.

'O there you are, I almost didn't see you.' He said casually as he found Cuddy's figure, standing half inside of the showercubicle. Only her face and her left shoulder were visible.

'I said do not come in!' Cuddy snapped angrily. Her eyes were wide and her dark long hair was plastered to her cheeck.

House looked around and made his way over to a small stool that was standing next to the sink. He went to sit down as he hung his cane on the small cupboard next to him as he made himself comfortable.

He enjoyed the angry, annoyed look on Cuddy's face, and ofcourse, the eye-rolling thing she could do so well.

'O, I thought you said; do come in.' House answered as he took a small bag of pringles out of his pocket. Let the show begin, he thought.

He snatched one pringle out and put it in his mouth. It made a crunchy sound in the silent bathroom. He looked up at her when she didn't move. His blue eyes stared at her with something mocking and astonished in them.

'Please continue whatever you were doing. Don't let me interrupt you.' House said feeling very at ease.

'House! Get me a towel!' Cuddy snapped. She was losing her patience now. Very quickly. She was getting cold, and she didn't like to stand here naked, with just the showercubicle covering her.

She felt vulnerable. And it was not good to feel vulnerable, especially not when Greg House was around.

He took another pringle and was watching her amusingly, as if he was waiting for something.

'Well...! Start the show.' House commanded. When he saw the even angrier look on Cuddy's face he said as he shook his head; 'You are wasting my time.' His eyes didn't leave her face and her naked shoulder.

'House! Get me a towel!' Cuddy demanded with her teeth clenched together. This was absurd.

'A towel?' House asked surprised. 'I thought the show would be without a towel. O come on. It's no such fun with a towel!'

'House!' Cuddy warned.

'Huh?' He asked innocently, acting as if he just didn't understand what was wrong.

'A towel! Get me a towel!' She ordered.

He took another pringle and put it in his mouth as he looked at his watch. 'I am still on my break. So you don't get to order me around for another half an hour.'

'House!' Cuddy spat through clenched teeth.

'I warn you!' She said slowly and very loud, her eyes were burning acid now. 'GET.ME.A.TOWEL!'

'Pffieww...No need to get so exited.' He said as he bended towards the cupboard and looked inside. 'I can tell you I.AM.NOT exited, how dissapointing.' He mumbled.

'Hmm.' He said as he inspected the empty inside.

'There is nothing there! I already looked!' Cuddy stated.

'So, I received this message of yours a few minutes ago.' House said as his eyes didn't leave the cupboard. 'You know, on the white paper you let one of the nurses bring me?' He said as his blue eyes looked up at her momentarily.

Cuddy sighed inwardly. She really felt trapped.

'Nice leg!' House said suddenly and Cuddy realised she had moved her leg outside the cubicle a bit. She quickly hid herself further.

'Anyway, it said that I have to do six more clinic hours this week. I really don't think that is fair.' House said his eyes on the insides of the cupboard again.

'Do you?' He now asked as he looked up at her.

Cuddy closed her eyes momentarily and sighed. Was she really going to have this conversation right now?

'You didn't do anything yesterday, or the day before. You know that.' Cuddy snapped impatiently.

'And now hurry up with that towel or I'll make sure you can't do anything anymore!' She threatened.

'If I didn't know any better dr Cuddy, I would think that that was a threat.' House answered dryly and in mock shock.

'Well, if you insist.' House said as his hand went in the cupboard to grab something. 'O wait.' He suddenly said, his hand pausing in mid-air. 'How about forgetting about those six extra clinic hours? By the by, I am really wasting my time here in my lunchbreak and I am being threatened by my boss. That is a severe case doctor.'

'Are you blackmailing me?' Cuddy asked as her fingers grabbed the side of the cubicle hard.

'Nope.' House said as his hand now reached further into the cupboard. He pursed his lips together.

'That could be an idea though.' He said, thinking out loud.

'You—' Cuddy began angrily.

'Hold your horses.' House said as he grabbed something. 'Here, I already have it.' He said as he threw something at her.

Cuddy catched the small item and recognized it to be a washclot. She looked from the washclot at House.

'You can dry yourself with that very well.' House explained. 'I know. Trust me.' He reassured her. 'And you must be dry by now aren't you?' House said as he leaned to one side to catch a glimpse of her body.

'HOUSE! Stop this right now! If you won't get a towel for me then just get out!' She suddenly snapped and he knew by her tone that he had reached her border.

'You have no right to be in my bathroom anyway!' She snapped at him.

'You invited me in, not the other way around.' He answered.

'OUT! NOW!'

He slowly took his cane, with a dissapointed look on his face.' And no show from you?' He asked sadly, he looked like an three-year old who didn't get his promised candy.

'How can the famous dr Lisa Cuddy forget something as essential as a towel is beyond me.' House said dramatically as he slowly stood up.

Cuddy clenched her teeth. She wasn't going to explain to him that the cleaners would have probably changed the towels like they did every Saturday. But this time, the woman had forgot to put fresh ones back. Maybe because the towels never needed cleaning because she didn't use them anyway. So there was no towel in the whole bathroom or anywhere near her.

'Maybe a quick peek then?' House offered as he stepped closer to the cubicle.

'I'll give you something else!' Cuddy snapped as she grabbed something behind her and House knew that he had to get out of here RIGHT NOW.

The item collided with the door in front of him. It was the showergel. He turned around at her. 'You really throw like a girl! Did you know that?' He asked.

She turned around again to get something and he quickly opened the door and when he closed it he heard another bang against the door.

Okay, she was angry. A smile spread over his face as he straightened himself. His day couldn't be better. He thought satisfied as he walked out of Cuddy's office.

'Is Dr. Cuddy not in?' A young med student asked as he saw House opening the door to her office to leave.

'O yes she is. She is in her other office, it's that door there.'

'Thank you.' The med student nodded and made his way over there.

'And ooo.' House called after the student.'You don't have to knock, she is always so busy with her work that she doesn't hear it anyway.'

'Okay thanks.' The student answered as he walked towards the door.

Nope, this day couldn't get any better. House grinned as he walked away and heard a familiar screech coming from her office. Hehehe. The poor med student.