Uhm... hi.

I know I haven't written anything in a while, and I know I had promised a new story after "Chill Factor" but life hasn't been that great for me, so I kinda gave up on writing. I'M BACK NOW THOUGH, ISN'T THAT EXCITING? /cricket sounds

yeah... umh... anyway... this is my first multi-chaptered fic :) It's a mix of mystery, drama, comedy, romance, suspense etc. etc. The first chapters are a bit dull and cliché, I guess, but bear with me, please :3

A gigantic thank you to everyone who added my stories to their favs and took their time to review, I'm totally cyber kissing you right now ;P

Enjoy!

The walk from the car to Cuddy's front door had been like sightseeing in Mount Everest, there was a thick layer of snow making the usually cushy path seem like an endless journey to infinitive, the white flakes were coming from everywhere and the possibility of not falling on your ass was zero to none. As they walked in the house, both freezing cold and starving, House and Cuddy couldn't help but to laugh at the image of the two of them trying to win the fight against Nature just a few seconds before.

"Oh my God! My hair is a disaster!" Cuddy, still laughing uncontrollably, looked at her reflection in the mirror, her black curls were messy and dappled with little white flakes all over, making the half an hour she'd spent that morning with the straightening iron, in front of the bathroom mirror, seem a complete waste of time.

"Look at your hair? Look at my clothes, I'm drenched!" House was also having a hard time controlling his laugh, he indeed was the one who looked hilariously worse, but that was only because he'd served as a human shield for Cuddy, her petit body had been protected by his athletic figure during their arduous adventure "I'm so not going to work tomorrow!" House said has he discarded the thick layers of wet clothes sticking to his skin.

"As much as it pains me to say, I think you're right." she knew if the snow kept falling like that, there would be no way she could get out of the house tomorrow "This storm doesn't look like it'll slow down any time soon".

House grinned - "You say that like it's a bad thing" - slowly approaching Cuddy, who was looking out through the window, and put his harms around her waist - "Trust me, Cuddles, playing hooky with me can be a very interesting activity..." he had a slight mischievous tone in his voice, the kind she knew would be followed by a very stupid idea.

"Oh, you don't say..." - Cuddy turned to face him - "And what kind of thing do you have in mind?" she seductively whispered as she slowly pecked his lips, placing her hand around his waist too.

He smiled. He loved when she flirted along with him, one of main reasons he was attracted to her was her ability to challenge him, never backing down when he was playing his games with her.

"There's at least one thing I can think of" - he nuzzled her neck - "In fact, we could do it right now" he leaned in to kiss her but she moved away from him.

"You wish" - she grinned as she made her way round him - "I'm going to take a long, hot shower. I need to get out of this suit and put on some comfy clothes".

"And by comfy clothes you mean my giant Michigan hoodie and your yoga pants" - he pouted - "What happened to lacy lingerie and crotchless panties? You're no fun!" House whined.

"Stop complaining and make us some dinner" Cuddy shouted from the other room, smiling at House's behavior. She loved his sense of humor.

"Pshh... no crotchless panties and I still have to make dinner! You're an evil, evil woman Cuddy!"

As usual, House had gotten ready before Cuddy and was now in the middle of very difficult decision: Italian or Spanish for dinner? It was funny how this kind of "problems" were becoming very recurrent in his life, before he couldn't care less about what kind of food he'd eat, he was ruled by the concept of 'if it's not green or smelly, eat it' but now he actually spent time cooking, and not only heating stuff in the microwave; He had someone to impress with his cuisine skills and that made him... less miserable.

As he made his way to Cuddy's meticulously organized kitchen, House couldn't help but to notice a rather peculiar looking envelope that was put in between Cuddy's books, almost looking like it wasn't meant to be found by anyone, especially not by him. Naturally, he took it and read it.

"Ooh... interesting..."

Cuddy was feeling relaxed for the first time that week, the water from the shower seemed to have washed away the heavy cloud of stress that had been stubbornly wrapped around her body. The rare feeling of relaxation was intensified by the comfort provided by her favorite baggy sweater and her grey yoga pants. Peace, finally.

House was sitting on the sofa, arms stretched, wearing the most mischievous smirk on his face.

"What have you done?" She leaned on the door frame, arms crossed above her abdomen, looking defiantly at him.

He starred sheepishly at her and his grin intensified, something that made Cuddy shiver with anticipation. He said nothing.

She sighed "Really, House?"

"Did you really think you could hide this from me?" He finally asked with a mock tone in his voice.

She furrowed her eyebrows "What the hell are you talking about? I'm not hiding anything from you."

"Oh, really, Cuddles..."

"Crap.."

It took her a microsecond to realize what he was talking about, but still, she kept her best poker face and went on with her façade.

House looked at her eyes, reading her like an open book, he knew he'd busted her!

"You actually thought you could get away with it... cute." There was that annoying smirk again.

She sighed once more. Damn it, she had managed to hide the damned thing for two weeks, and now, just a couple of days from doom, he'd found out. Sometimes she hated dating a genius.

She sat down next to House, still keeping the best poker face she could muster. He looked at her and spoke, as he held up envelope's contents.

"St. Bernard's High School is glad to announce the Class of 89's reunion...- I can go on if you want me to"

Ugh, his stupid smirk!

"Oh, that's what you're talking about" - there was no way she was going to give in that easily - "I completely forgot about that."

"Oh Cuddy! You purposely hid the envelope so I wouldn't find it and you know it. You just forget that you're dating a, not only ruggedly handsome diagnostician, but a high trained snooper. I've lived with Wilson.. you should have known better."

Crap!

Cuddy met his stare and finally, to House's amusement, dropped her act.

"Okay fine! I hid it on purpose"

She didn't know it was possible, but his grin intensified and she could swear he was on a verse of a full hearted laugh.

"That wasn't so hard, now was it?"

Ugh..

"Shut up."

He put his arm around her shoulders and brought her closer to him - "C'mon Cuddy! You have to admit this situation is hilarious" - he gave her his most sweet, yet mocking, smile.

"House. I'm not going! And this is exactly why I hid this from you, I knew you'd have a blast mocking me and I just thought I could avoid the whole thing"

She was really not amused, and this only made him enjoy her struggle even more.

"Oh, but you're going..." He stated with glee as he rose from the couch "I already confirmed our presence - Mrs. Rogers is really nice, by the way, I wish I had her as my English teacher, you should have seen mine, he-"

"House! You had no right!"

Okay, she was getting a little worked out over this.

"I don't understand why you wouldn't want to go, Cuddy, really.."

"I just.." she hesitated.

"Look at you!" - House was now sitting on the coffee table in front of her - "You are a successful business woman/doctor that accomplished all her life goals.. you have a huge house, a beautiful daughter, according to Wilson, and a world renown Diagnostician as a boyfriend, why wouldn't you want to rub all of this on people's faces? It's like a dream come true"

Cuddy was stunned.

"House, you might find this hard to believe but I'm not actually proud of what I did or how I looked in high school... and going there, seeing all those people, will only remind me of that time."

There was no use in lying now, especially not to House. There was a reason Lisa Cuddy never mentioned her teenage years to anyone, and the last thing she needed was House knowing all the juicy plotline from her time at St. Bernard's

"Pff! Who cares? All I know is that once those people see that smokin' hot bod of yours all you were or did won't make that big difference."

She smiled at him. He was an annoying jerk at times but he could be really sweet behind closed doors, in his own way, of course.

Cuddy sighed again. And he knew he'd won.

"You have to promise me you won't make fun of me and that you'll behave nicely" She spoke in her best administrator voice with her index finger pointed at him.

"Cross my heart and hope to die" He smirked as he opened his arms, inviting her for a hug.

She laughed - "I hate you sometimes".

"I know"

Cuddy went from the couch to House's lap and accepted his peace-hug offer.

After a couple of seconds embraced in each other, they were interrupted by House's stomach making a rumbling noise.

"Someone's hungry..." - Cuddy teased.

House scoffed "Well, someone, who shall remain anonymous, takes hours to get ready which results in myself starving to death and the attempt of aforementioned person of hiding stuff from me, made me forget to order dinner."

"Aww, poor baby" She kissed his nose "How about I make us some tortilla?"

"I'd like that"

To be continued?

A/N: I want to make the reading of this fic a little more interesting for the readers, how do you feel about a game? Don't worry, I'm not a creepy dude with circles on his cheeks XD I'm thinking more of a guessing kind of game. There will be a clue at the end of each chapter to something I want you to guess, it can be either a world, a topic, a song title.. doesn't matter... You'll have to tell me in the comments your answer and the first person getting it right gets 3 points, second gets 2 and third gets 1. The username (anons count too, just make sure you use the same nickname in each participation) that gets the highest score at the end of this fic wins. There's a prize too ;)

Sounds like fun, no? Just let me know what you think :)