A/N: So the first chapter was supposed to be the only chapter, but my muse decided to make it longer, which is bad because I have about a bajillion other House stories floating in my head. And since I'm horrible with updating I've decided to give myself a deadline. Every Tuesday I will update…hopefully. If I don't, assume I got arrested for kidnapping Hugh Laurie! ~grins evilly~
A/N 2: Also, no one caught that I named Cuddy's little girl Aly, which is also the name of the chick who thought she was in love with House. I do have a reason for naming her Aly, though. ~mysterious grin~ Keep reading to find out.
Please Don't Leave Me
Chapter 2
11:05 AM
Bright sunlight filtered through the curtains as Cuddy woke up once again. She was still smiling as she thought of her little girl. Aly was a perfect mixture of her and House. She had Cuddy's dark brown hair, but she had House's amazing blue eyes. Aly was energized and intuitive, funny and tempermental, adorable and loving. She was perfect and Cuddy needed her daughter to be here.
Cuddy shook her head, ridding her thoughts of Aly. She got out of bed and wandered down the hallway to the room she was making into a nursery. Cans of paint and boxes of disassembled furniture littered the floor. She was so excited when she found out she was pregnant that she went out and bought many of the things she'd need for the baby.
Her hand fluttered down to her flat stomach, lingering there for a moment as she remembered that the baby didn't exist anymore. Cuddy could feel her chest begin to tighten, the breath rushing out of her lungs. She needed to leave, she couldn't be there anymore.
Cuddy quickly walked back to her bedroom, dressed and went out to her car. She sat for a moment, wondering where she should go before backing out of her driveway and heading towards the hospital. House would kill her if he knew she wasn't resting. 'Well, I'll make sure he doesn't see me when I get there'
~Princeton-Plainsboro Teaching Hospital~
She walked into the clinic of the hospital, knowing House would never be down there. Cuddy stood for a moment, debating on where to go. She turned and began walking to her office.
~Nurse's Station in the Clinic~
House stood with his team, barely listening to their differentials. "It could be a tumor; it explains the head pains and the nausea," Chase explained. His boss furrowed his brows in confusion before walking through the group. "Or not," Chase said as House walked away.
House walked towards the figure he was. As he got close enough, he grabbed her arm and pulled her into an exam room. Cuddy let out a small shriek as House's fingers grasped her arm. "You're not supposed to be here," he told her.
"I know," she replied while looking at the floor.
"Then why are you?" She didn't answer. "Cuddy?" House lifted her chin so he could see her face. Her blue eyes were glistening with tears.
Cuddy took a shaky breath. "I couldn't be there anymore. I couldn't be around the things that would remind me of what I lost. I just…I couldn't."
Tears began falling and House pulled her close to him. He knew how much she wanted to be a mother and he knew how hurt she was by the miscarriage. He held her until her tears stopped. "Do women ever run out of tears?"
She laughed and he relished the sound. "No, not really." Cuddy looked up at him. "Thank you."
"You're welcome. You know you need to be examined, right?"
"No, House," she told him, knowing what he was thinking.
"It's not like I haven't see it before." Cuddy glared at him. "Who else knew you were pregnant?"
"Just you and my invitro doctor."
"Would you rather her examine you?" She nodded her head. "At least let me check your abdomen." Cuddy sighed and sat on the table. "Lie back." She obeyed. He pressed his hands on her stomach and she winced. "Sorry," he whispered.
"It's fine," she replied.
House moved his hand from her stomach up to her forehead. "You have a bit of a fever." She groaned. "It's probably because you're overexerting yourself," he told her with a glare. "You need to rest for at least a week, your abdomen and…other places are going to be tender for a while, meaning no sex. So stop flirting with me!"
Cuddy smiled at him. "I can't help it!" She replied in a valley girl accent. "You're just so cute!"
House laughed. "You need to go home and rest.
"I know."
"Wait here," he said before walking out of the room. "Chase!" He screamed as soon as he walked into the clinic.
The blond doctor ran over to his boss. "Yeah?"
"Get an MRI and head CT of Miss Launders. Page Wilson when you're done."
"What about you?"
"Page me if she dies." House turned and went back to where he left Cuddy. "Okay, let's go," he said as he opened the door.
"Go where?" Cuddy asked. House held out his hand and pulled her up from the bed.
"Home." She smiled when he turned his back.
'Home with House, sounds perfect.´ Her thoughts strayed to the dream she had this morning as House guided her to her car. "You know what's weird?" He looked to her as he got into the driver's seat. "My little girl's name was Aly."
House began laughing. "Like my stalker."
"So you admit she was a stalker."
"No, actually she had coccidioides from being in Fresno," he replied.
"I still don't know why my daughter's name was Aly…"
"Maybe you named her after someone."
She turned to him. "I don't know anyone named Aly."
"Cameron."
"Oh, right…" The rest of the drive was silent. "Why'd you drive me home?" Cuddy asked as they pulled into her driveway.
"I wanted out of clinic duty," House said as he got out of the car.
"Really?" She asked, disbelieving his reason.
"Yeah." He walked inside and she followed him. "Sit," he told her while pointing to the couch.
"When did you become the boss of me?" Cuddy asked while walking to the couch.
"Last night when you called me," House called from the kitchen. He limped back in carrying a glass of water and two pills in his left hand. "Here." He handed her the water and medicine. She swallowed the pills and watched as House sat down and began channel surfing. "Wanna watch a movie?"
"Sure."
"No chick flicks, though."
"No porn," she countered.
"Fun sucker." House flipped through the channels until he found Will Wonka and the Chocolate Factory.
"I love this movie," Cuddy said softly. House smiled at her.
"Me too," he replied. Halfway through the movie House could feel her leaning on him. She shivered and House pulled a blanket off the back of the couch and covered her. Cuddy smiled and snuggled closer to him. She closed her eyes and sighed in contentment.
'I could get used to this,' both Cuddy and House thought.
~*~
'Cause you wrote my name across your hand
When I freak you
understand
There is not a
thing you miss
And I could get
used to this
~I Could Get Used To This by The Veronicas
~*~
So I watched Three Stories last night and nearly fell off the couch because I heard House say, 'I love you.' I was so happy and so mad at the same time. Happy because he said those words. Mad because he said those words to Stacy. I don't like Stacy…
