This is my first House fanfic. This is kind of a Huddy fic but I will not have any adult themes or harsh language. It's just a series of situations where Cuddy plays hide and seek (sort of speak) with House.

Cuddy was furious! She has all this paperwork and it wasn't even hers! Did House think it was funny to send his butt load of papers to her office? Oh, she was going to make him fill out those papers even if it was the last thing she did!

First, she had to find him and from experience, he hid very well. Cuddy started with House's best friend, Dr. Wilson.

She opened his office door to find him sitting at his desk and signing off on a few things. At least someone was doing their job. "Do you have a moment?" Cuddy asked shutting the door. Wilson looked up from his desk and put his pen down. "Sure. What's wrong?"

"Do you know where House is?" Cuddy leaned against the doorknob and put a hand on her hip.

"That's funny because I haven't seen him today. I think that's a little suspicious." Wilson answered clasping his hands together. Cuddy sighed and walked over to the balcony door and glanced outside.

"Well, if you see him, call me immediately."

"Is he in trouble?"

"What do you think?"

"What did he do now?"

"What he always does. Insult and experiment on patients, doesn't come to work on time, annoys me, and doesn't turn in paperwork." Cuddy glared through the glass of the door. There was something in her gut telling her to look outside but she ignored it. She turned to look at Wilson and noticed a little relief rush across his face. She walked to the chair in front of the desk and leaned forward.

"Are you hiding something?" Cuddy's eyes narrowed.

Wilson blinked. "Umm…no. At least I don't think I'm hiding anything. I'll call you if something comes up though."

Cuddy crossed her arms and headed towards the door she came in. When the door finally shut behind her, House came in from the balcony.

"Thanks. I thought I was a goner! Nothing like escaping death, right?" House said excitedly.

"Right. Death. That's what we all call our bosses who also happens to sign our paychecks." Wilson said rolling his eyes.

House made his way to the door and opened it. But Wilson cleared his throat stopping him in his tracks. Wilson also held out a hand as if he needed to be given something. House sighed and took 20 bucks out of his wallet. He crumpled up the bill and threw it at Wilson, aiming for his head but missing horribly.

"Thanks for doing business. If I have to assist outside of my office, the price doubles." Wilson stated. House groaned and left the room mumbling something about Wilson being cheap. Now, all House had to do was to avoid Cuddy as long as he can and diagnose his patient at the same time.

I don't think this is very good because my writing skills aren't very sharp. But this is still my first House fic!