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Do You Trust Me? Chapter 2

Lisa Cuddy was genuinely scared.

As she bent over the small toilet in her small bathroom in her office, she knew what was wrong. She knew why for weeks she ended up on the floor in her small, cramped bathroom. She knew why she smelt everything on the planet. And why she needed to pee every five seconds. Not to mention she was late.

She flushed the toilet and stood up. She brushed her teeth (her new custom) and went out the door, and was startled to find Greg House lying on her sofa, eyes closed, iPod in.

She walked over to him quietly and pulled out one earphone and whispered in his ear. "I seem to remember you actually being a doctor."

"Just listening to you empty yourself. Quite amusing actually. I'm thinking of buying a video camera. Get every juicy detail on film." he said back, eyes still closed and iPod still intact in his other ear.

She sank into the chair beside him and put her feet up. "Hardy-har-har. I seem to remember you having a case. And a team. And a best friend you can annoy instead of me."

"Ah, but said case, team, and friend do not have a couch like you do. And they only provide limited amusement. Besides, the case in simple. Guy's got Whangdoodles. They're treating him now."

"If I remember correctly, it's all your fault. You came to my house. You love me."

"Yes, but I know for a fact that you haven't been checked out or even bought a test yet. I have my sources." he said.

"You've been in the bathroom in my house. Some source." she said, sighing.

"Come on, man up and buy a test. You know you want too." he said back.

"Whatever Greg. You have clinic duty." she said, standing up. "Up, come on."

"But I hurt my leg. I have a note!" he said, whining.

She gave him a look, so he slowly got up. "You owe me." he said with a grin, grabbing her around the waist and kissing her.

"Yeah, yeah. The sick people are calling!" she said, sitting at her desk.

"And so's General Hospital." he called as he entered the clinic.

And she just shook her head and went back to her paperwork.

A few hours later…

House sat in Wilson's office after telling him the whole story. Wilson was now sporting an uncontrollable grin, which made House start smiling, until they were both in hysterics.

"So now," House said through laughs, "I need. To find. Some way. To. Get. Blood. From. Her."

They were both somewhat subdued, and deep in thought. "You could-nah." said Wilson.

"I got it! She's a very deep sleeper. I could do it when she's asleep!" said House, sitting up in his chair.

"Come on House. That's ridiculous. I think she'd wake up to THAT."

"No way. I painted a full mustache on her, surrounded her with beer bottles and changed her clothes without her waking up. And I ended up hitting her with my cane several time in the process. She won't wake up." said House, chuckling.

"Sure thing, House. Whatever you say." It was quiet for a minute, and Wilson shook his head. "Wow. How would've thought you'd be a dad before me. Wow."

"Are you doubting my amazing woman-capturing skills, Jimmy? Besides, you had your chance. Actually 3 chances. Actually-"

"Ok House. Ok. Get out of here. Call me if you need somewhere to go when she kicks you out for trying to take blood from her while she sleeps." said Wilson, leaning back in his chair.

"Fine. I'll call you when I know I'll be a dad." He stood up and walked to the door.

"House?" asked Wilson.

"Yeah?" House responded, his hand on the doorknob.

"You got any pictures of the mustache?"

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It was around midnight when House woke up next to Cuddy. He snuck out of bed quietly, even though he knew she wouldn't wake up. He reached into the drawer in the nightstand where he had the needle and vial and crept around the bed. He grabbed the chair near the bed and sat down so he didn't fall over from his leg.

He watched her sleep for a moment. All the lines her work had given her (mostly from him) were soft, her face relaxed. She'd worked so hard, and for what? To go everyday and still work her butt off. Her soft, black hair spread out on the pillow. Man, he loved her.

He reached out and easily rolled her over onto her back. He turned her head away from him, and held out her arm. He made sure he was really asleep, found the vein, and took a deep breath. He stuck the needle in.

And nothing happened.

He slowly exhaled as the vial filled up. He put a Band-Aid on the spot and stood up. He smoothed the hair away from her forehead and kissed it. His hand wandered down o her stomach where his hands grazed it. "And now we can know if you really exist." he thought quietly, and he left the room to head to the hospital.

wow house seems kind of creepy in those last parts…sorry if he sounds like a predator or something

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