Title: Leave the Light On

Summary:Lisa Cuddy's world was tumbling into a dark abyss, all her hard work and nothing to show for it, she was still miserable, if only one doctor could have the cure for her bleeding heart. Huddy. A different spin starting from the kiss scene in "Joy" 5x06.

Disclaimer: I do not own House, nor do I make any profit.


Chapter 2

Greg House, could not justify to himself why he was standing in the dark, outside her front door. He already knew the answer, he just didn't realize it yet. His love for her is strong enough to feel the empty void of her heart, sealing her, making her whole, making himself whole in the process.

Never one to let a closed door stop him, he walks into her house, searching out her tear stained face. He gasps when he sees her, so weary, broken in spirit. He searches her face, wondering how he should proceed when she startles him out of his observations.

Her voice, rough and scratchy from her emotional state, torments his heart at the tone and implications of her words.

He's at a loss to the answer to her question, he doesn't know why he's here, or why he's feeling pulled toward her, as if the gravity of the world revolves around her, dragging him toward her.

He whispers his, "I don't know," taking a measured step towards her, his hand slowly moving to cup her face. Her weary eyes are on him searching the depth of his soul, full of unshed tears, vulnerable, her grief encompasses him, making her pain his own.

His lips are upon hers before she realizes her hands are now entangled around his tall frame, grasping for dear life, for meaning, for longing. Her mind reeling from the intrusion before she loses herself in him, no longer thinking but reacting to her needs, her deepest desires.

They move awkwardly to her bedroom, caught up in the moment, of longing, of healing. Each leaving the past twenty years they've known each other, and the regret behind them. Forgetting the years of not daring to let their inhibitions down so they could lose themselves so deeply one to the other, like tonight. Tonight, they're surrendering to their desires so passionately, that their love for each other needs no spoken initiation.

For once in her life, Lisa Cuddy is content to be in her house, in her bed, because her heart was home.

The following morning found Lisa Cuddy smiling cheerfully even in her sleep, the sunshine streaming in, basking her face in brilliant radiance. To Greg House, she was the most beautiful thing he ever set eyes on, and that made him feel even dirtier for longing for her. He quite simply didn't deserve her.

She is always there for him, whether he wants her there or not. Cast in the soft shadows of his nightmarish days, in his times of trouble, hurting and need, she was always there, grasping his hand, giving him silent comfort with her presence.

There has always been something about her that intrigued him, glued him to the spot every time he set his eyes upon her. A warm tingling sensation starting in his chest, and moving throughout his body, warming his cold soul.

Yes, she was good for him, like a healing medicine with powers to bring the dead in spirit back to life. If only he knew that she needed him just as desperately. That the moments spent away, fighting what was right, was killing her. Maybe she hid her misery better than he did, but it was still there.

All his fears, all his worries had melted away last night when she responded to his touch. He could feel her longing, the rightness of her love swelling through him, carrying him through night.

But in the morning, his thoughts betrayed him, as he watched the sun dance through her hair as it filtered through the window. How could she possibly love him back after all the hardships he's caused her?

Had she really fell into his arms last night because she wanted him as much as he wanted her? Or had her vulnerable state let her do something so was bound to regret in the morning when she awoke and saw him watching her? He decided to himself that he has caused her too much pain already and he was tired of seeing her so hurt.

He carefully slid out of bed too fast, his feet hitting the floor made him gasp in pain. He had to get out of there; this could only end badly for him. Being already in physical pain he could handle, they made Vicoden and booze for that, but the emotional pain she would be able to inflict upon him with her rejection, that he would be unable to bare.

Slipping on his clothes, he swiftly makes his way over to her, he kisses her forehead, and whispers, "I will not hurt you anymore, I love you too much." And walks out of her front door, out of her life, regretting every step he's taking but hoping it was for the best.


To be continued...
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