Hi! This is the first story I've actually finished and been happy enough to post. The only other story I've ever finished was a Danny/Lindsay fic for CSI:NY but it got eaten by my computer so...! I hope you all like this and reviews would be very much appreciated! (How much of a suck up do I sound?!) Thanks!!

Robs XxX

The rumble of an engine caught Cuddy's attention, she looked up from the report she was reading and frowned in the direction of her office door. She could see a few nurses peering outside to try and get a better view of what was going on.

Sighing, Cuddy braced her hands on the desk and stood up, she wasn't in the best of moods to deal with someone's antics as she'd spent the best part of the last few days dealing with angry patients and families who couldn't get either in or out of the hospital, as if it was suddenly her fault that for the last few days New Jersey had experienced it's worst snow storm for years.

The snow had finally stopped falling but it still lay at least three feet deep in most places making it impossible for people to drive safely.

She exited her office and made the way to the nurse's station hoping to get an idea of what was going on. Nurse Brenda was there looking uninterested as she filled out some paperwork,

'What's going on?' Cuddy asked leaning over the desk slightly to get a better look outside.

'Just some drunk on a motorbike.' Brenda answered without looking up as she signed her name for what felt like the thousandth time that day.

'What?!' Cuddy almost shouted as she made her way to the door. Pushing past a few people, who were more than grateful for something to find an interest after being cooped up in the hospital for the past few days, she found herself staring at her head diagnostician as he made tyre marks on the tarmac directly in front of her hospital.

'HOUSE!' she shouted to get his attention. She saw his lips curl up slightly as he purposefully ignored her.

She sighed and shouted again, but he only continued revving the engine. Finally getting annoyed enough to move, and feeling slightly mischievous, Cuddy scooped some snow of the top of a nearby wall and formed it into a ball as she moved closer to the smug but brilliant doctor in front of her.

She stopped about fifteen feet away and drew her arm back, she aimed and let the snowball fly, succeeding only slightly in suppressing a laugh as it landed right on top of House's head. There was the sound of laughter from the entrance to the hospital and she turned slightly to see the nurses and some of the clinic patients watching them.

House jumped slightly as the cold missile landed on him and couldn't suppress a shiver as some of it travelled down the collar of his leather jacket. He stopped gunning the engine and turned the bike off; turning to look at her House shook his head to get rid of the rest of the snow before it melted even more.

'Did you seriously just throw a snowball at me?' House asked with a mixture of surprise and amusement showing on his face.

'It made you stop ruining my car park didn't it?' Cuddy replied with a smirk, moving until she was standing next to him. 'I was worried for a second because someone said there was a drunk on a motorbike, but I got out here and found you, so I guess I'm going back to my paperwork, which is what you should be doing.'

'On it,' he replied, she looked sceptical, 'fine, Taub's on it, but at least it's getting done.' He looked at her with his trademark grin and she rolled her eyes. 'I was just about to go for a spin, you wanna come with?' he asked, looking strangely hopeful.

'Where are you going to go? You can't even get out of the car park.'

'I never said I was going out of the car park, I said I was going for a spin,' he gestured behind him, 'and I have the perfect place.' he grinned and it widened as Cuddy frowned, leaned sideways and took in the sight of what looked like a home-made track snaking round the car park.

'What the-?'

'I bribed the ground staff, with what you don't want to know, plus they were bored.' He grinned cheekily at her and she found it hard to suppress a grin herself as she wrapped her arms around herself to try and keep out some of the cold.

'So… you coming?' he asked again as he started the bike.

'House it's freezing, and dangerous.' Cuddy blinked in surprise as he took off his jacket and handed it to her with his eyebrows raised in an 'anything else' gesture.

'It's dangerous.' she repeated.

'It's salted.' He countered as he waggled the jacket at her.

'I have work to do.'

'We're snowed in, plenty of time.'

'Just because you haven't got a patient doesn't mean other people don't have work to do.' Cuddy argued already feeling she was going to lose this argument.

'Cuddy,' House sighed as he looked her in the eye almost caringly, 'you work harder than everyone in this hospital combined. You need to relax once in a while, all the stress is going to build up and you're just going to take it out on some poor unsuspecting person, more than likely me. Hell, I like Pissed Off Cuddy I think she's hot,' he grinned slightly when she half heartedly glared at him, 'but what if there's a potential donor nearby when Mount Cuddy explodes?,' he looked at her in mock alarm and opened his mouth to add something else but she interrupted,

'Alright! Fine, but only for five minutes.' She sighed at took the jacket from him.

'Atta girl.' He said eyeing her up and down appreciatively as she slipped his jacket on and stepped towards the back of the bike. 'Looks like you're going to have to hike it up.' he sing-songed with a leer towards her skirt as she tried to figure out how to get on without revealing more than she wanted to.

'Shut up.' she mumbled, putting a hand on his shoulder to help get herself seated. House shivered slightly, feeling the heat from her hand through the thin layers he was wearing.

'Cold?' she asked innocently as she placed her hands at his sides, gripping his shirt.

'In case you hadn't noticed,' he answered in mock annoyance, turning his head to look at her over his shoulder 'it's freezing out here and you've just stolen a poor cripple's jacket.'

'Awww! Poor House.' She stuck out her bottom lip and for a second he was tempted to take it between his own and see what she would do, she noticed him glance at her mouth and raised a questioning eyebrow, trying to ignore the slight thrill that went through her when she guessed what he was thinking.

House cleared his throat and turned forward, 'Ready?' he asked, he took hold of her hands and placed them round his waist so she was pressed against his back, her warmth seeping into him.

'Don't you have any helmets?' Cuddy asked worriedly, her breath hot against his neck.

'Don't worry you'll be fine.'

She tightened the grip she had on the front of his shirt as he accelerated slowly, turning slightly. She let out a little squeak as he sped up and could feel him chuckle as she clung to him tighter.

'Hey, what's going on?' Wilson asked as he pushed to the front of the group and stood between Nurse Brenda and Cameron.

'House has taken Cuddy on a bike ride,' Nurse Brenda replied with an expression crossed between surprise and approval, as she watch her boss laugh at something House said, 'at least he got her out of her office.'

'I'm surprised she trusted him enough to get on that thing with him.' Chase remarked from beside Cameron and the House's new ducklings.

Wilson sighed, 'They used to do this quite a lot in college. Whenever she was getting stressed or got too involved in stuff to eat, he'd either take her food, or drag her onto the back of his bike.' He chuckled at a memory, 'They were gone so long once I actually called the cops, thinking they'd got into an accident. They turned up a few hours later de-stressed and ready to get back to work. Despite what it looks like normally, they're actually good for each other.'

They watched as House started another lap amid Cuddy's half-hearted protests of getting back to work.

A few of the patients headed back inside to get warm again but the hospital staff stayed to watch the rare moment before them as House laughed at something Cuddy said this time.

'It's good to see them like this again.' Wilson commented. There was murmured agreement from the people around him.

'It's good to hear you laugh again.' House said as he leaned into the last corner and slowed the bike to a stop.

Cuddy sighed and tightened her grip on him for a second before climbing off the back, 'Yeah,' she replied with a smile, 'you too.'

He got off the bike and leaned against it. Turning to face her, their eyes locked for a second before she looked away giving House a chance to take in her slightly dishevelled appearance and flushed cheeks. He was just thinking that he liked seeing her in his slightly too large jacket and was shifting his gave down when she asked,

'Like what you see?' she had her eyebrow raised challengingly and had cocked one hip out, arm crossed.

His gaze snapped to hers and he was momentarily embarrassed at being caught staring, but he recovered quickly, 'I was just thinking that Not Pissed Off Cuddy is hot too.' He smirked slightly and it was her turn to be embarrassed as a blush ran over her.

They stood in slightly awkward silence for a few seconds before Cuddy surprised them both by moving forward and placing a soft kiss on his cheek, 'Thank you for this.' she said and turned to head back inside.

'Hey!' House called after her, 'you wanna go get something to eat because I doubt you've eaten anything today?'

'Sure.' She answered with a smile.

They both turned to head back inside only to stop when they spotted the audience gathered in the doorway. Cameron, Chase and the new ducklings had equal looks of surprise; Nurse Brenda looked slightly disapproving, while the rest of the nurses looked pleased to have something else to add to the rumours about the pair. While Wilson just had a smirk with a look of 'I told you so' about it.

'Are there no more sick people to look after?' House asked, slightly annoyed. Everyone turned and headed back to their patients and mounds of paperwork.

Cuddy just chuckled at House's continued grumblings as they headed towards the elevators.