Disclaimer: Not mine.

AN: This is what I think could happen after season 7. I'm not giving up on Huddy. I just can't.

Summary: Lisa Cuddy was not a person who would give up on him that easily. He had done a lot of bullshit over the past years. This was extreme yeah but it was also just another cry for help. He showed her in a really kinky way that he needed her.

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Lisa Cuddy was not a person who would give up on him that easily. He had done a lot of bullshit over the past years. This was extreme yeah but it was also just another cry for help. He showed her in a really kinky way that he needed her.

The police officers were now gone along with the ambulance. It was just her and Wilson left sitting on the pavement in front of her house. Her mother had picked up Rachel a few hours ago so she wouldn't have to deal with all this mess.

It took a few minutes of silence until Wilson started to speak, "bastard. If he ever lays a hand on you or anything like that I swear I'm going to ..."

He was cut off by her, "don't", she simply stated.

Wilson gave her a suspicious look, "what do you mean 'don't'? Didn't YOU just tell the officer that you'd have him in jail if he'd ever tried to come near your hospital or you again?"

"Because he has to live with consequences eventually for once in his life time.", she said.

Wilson was taken aback. His two friends had always have a very mysterious relationship, "so that means?"

Cuddy smiled weakly, "Do me a favour and find him. Make sure that he's ok. I really need to talk to him."

"Didn't you say he wasn't allowed to be near you?", Wilson asked, he didn't understand her.

"Yeah I did, but as long as I myself don't call the police and tell them he's near me nothing is going to happen", she said.

"And you think he'll just go with that?", Wilson said more than asked her.

"Yep he will, and he will know that if he pulls pranks like that again he is going to take the consequences", she said.

"So he won't have a job, his life is a mess, why the hell should he want to talk to you again?", Wilson asked.

"Evenutally because he needs me", Cuddy stated.

"And you think you can help him? I mean let's face it, this was extreme, House is a mess right now."

"I've always helped him. And I'm not going to stop, James. I can't."

"Ah, so you still love him", Wilson said.

"Always have, always will. It's like I'm addicted to him", she stated.

"So he's your vicodin."

Cuddy giggles nearly soundlessly, "I just need him, James. Make sure he's ok and call me if you've found him", she said getting up.

"I will. Where are you going? I mean your house is a mess, you can have my guest room."

"Thanks", she simply muttered and they strode off to get into her car to head over to his appartment.