The first memory.

He paced up and down outside her room. He'd only just found out her name, ten minutes ago, a slip from a drunken friend. He knew he had to see her, it was now or never.

The memory came back to him, unexpected. The first time he'd met her, in the student bar.

"Hey." He walked up to this girl, she was stunning, blue eyes, curly long dark hair, slight a great smile, and he could've sworn she'd been checking him out all night.

"Hey yourself." She smiled at him, he was right, he usually was, she had been checking him out all night, he was an enigma, to all the girls on the campus, especially the younger ones like her. She felt her heart flutter at his smile.

He grinned at her, "so?"

"So?"

He laughed, "can I buy you a drink?"

She looked at him, slightly incredulous, "you think I'm that easy?"

He instinctively pulled back, until he saw the smile in the corners of her mouth.

He laughed, "nice one."

She smiled, he saw all of her teeth each perfectly straight, her smile was beautiful. She was beautiful.

She glanced at her watch, "Oh look at that I've gotta go."

He looked at her, "do I at least get a name?"

She smiled again, slyly this time, "A.N.Y.N.K."

Laughing at his confused look she began to walk away.

He repeated the name, "Anynk? That forigen?""

She turned, "No," she laughed, "it stands for, a name you'll never know."

His mind returned him to the present, he was now sitting opposite her door. Lost in thoughts, he'd never been this nervous in his life. He was a doctor for godsake he saved peoples lives but he knew nothing about the intracies of it.

Taking a deep breath, he stood up and knocked on her door.

She opened it after several minutes, he asumed she'd been studying, she was dressed in shorts and a tank top, hair done up messily, eyes tired.

They brightened however, when they saw him.

She leaned against the doorframe, a cheeky smile. "So you found out my name. Took you long enough."

He grinned at that, placing his hand on the opposite side of the doorframe. "Well you didn't exactly make it easy for me did you? Swearing entire campus to secrecy."

She laughed at that, "so what are you doing here?"

Noncomitally he shrugged.

Quickly she yanked him by the front of his shirt, suddenly they were nose to nose. "You wanna make up for lost time?"

"Definately."

He kissed her, pushing her into the room and falling back onto the door to close it, he spun her so she was against the door.

When they pulled apart she looked at him, face deadly serious.

"Kiss me again quickly Greg, because if you don't in a couple of seconds my common sense is going to kick in, and it's going to kick you out."

He ran is hands up her singlet, she gasped. "Is that so Lisa Cuddy?" He grinned, "well, I had best oblige then hadn't I?"

It was the following morning, Greg got up early, not wanting to wake

her. Quietly he got dressed, then he sat on the edge of the bed and studied her sleeping face. She was an angel, and he knew he was in dangerous waters.

"I'm sorry." He began, to her comatose form, "I'm sorry that I can't stay. But I graduate today and I've got to get ready, pick up my parents. I'm sorry that I couldn't tell you last night. And I'm sorry that I'm leaving," he lent down and kissed her forehead. "Because I think I've fallen in love with you."

She stirred when he got up off the bed the second time, the shift in weight breaking through her dreams.

"Greg?" She murmered sleepily.

He turned, as if caught red handed with his hand in the cookie jar.

"Lisa?"

She looked at him, pulling up the sheet to make herself decent and crawling to the edge of the bed.

"Where you going so soon?"

A sad smile played across his face, "I gotta go." He walked back across the room and sat next to her, she turned away slightly, he put a hand on her shoulder.

"Don't." She turned quickly suddenly mad, she felt vulnderable,

suddenly under his crystal blue orbs.

"Lisa," he pulled her to him, forcing her to look at him, usually he didn't have any qualms about leaving girls without saying anything. But he couldn't leave her like this. "don't be like that."

"Don't be like what?!"

"Angry."

"Well then why are you leaving?"

"I have to go get ready."

"For?"

"Ceremony." He said quietly.

"Uh huh." She nodded, not really understanding.

"But, I'll see you there yeah?"

She nodded, suddenly feeling a little faint. She'd forgotten about the graduation, she still hadn't caught the hint Greg had dropped, she was just so tired, too much study everyone said, she didn't care, one day she'd be the head of one of the best hostpitals in the country. But it wasn't just that, there was something about Greg House, something that had started the first time they'd met. She was in dangerous ground. Unchartered territory, it was unlike Lisa Cuddy to be emotional about any guy. Especially this guy, with this his infamous reputation, she should have expected this.

"I'll see you later," he kissed her temple, "I'm sorry."

She looked at him, not saying anything, until she watched the door close. A tear slid down her cheek. "I'm sorry too. Because I think I'm falling in love with you." She whispered to the empty room.