Hello, thank you to KB22, PaulaAbdulChicka2007, Handsome Awkward, HOUSEM.D.FanForever and Scuddyrific for the reviews, here is another chapter and I swear it wasn't until I finished and checked it over did I realise it was another embarrassing situation for Cuddy. I didn't intend for it to be like that, don't worry though House will get his fair share of embarrassment later. Anyway, enjoy and as always reviews are my friends!

Chapter 2- Ringside Seat

21st September 2006

At last.

At long last.

Gregory House had been waiting many years to do this. He was finally running. After being crippled by a very bad piece of luck, he had gotten a second chance and had got the use of his leg back. And after spending the Summer recuperating, he was back at work and better than ever.

But he couldn't make head or tail of his last case, a man who drove his electric wheelchair into a swimming pool for apparently no reason except suicide.

Until House stopped running. He had found himself at the water drinking fountain at Princeton-Plainsboro Teaching Hospital, just getting a drink before heading off home to think more about his latest troubling patient. Splashing some water on his face he planted his hands on his knees and bent over, to rest and get his breath back. Even though he loved it, he still couldn't run as fast as he used to.

He stood up and walked about when suddenly his eyes fell on the larger fountain, he walked over to it. He always liked to sit here for lunch in the Summer, he could sit cross-legged on the wall and still have space. And when he stepped into the water he found the water reached the bottom of the legendary scar on his thigh, just skimming the cuffs of his shorts.

He grinned broadly as he walked around the fountain. He was so happy and so sure of himself he pulled his cell phone out of his pocket and pressed speed-dial 2. Of course though she didn't pick up the first time. Or the second. But the third time he called he was met with a groggy but still furious voice.

"What do you want?" Cuddy growled.

"Oh sorry did I interrupt the Cuddles sex-capades?" House asked innocently.

"HOUSE!" She cried. "What the hell are you calling me for at-" She paused and House suspected she was glancing at the clock. "2:44 in the fucking morning. You'd better have a good reason."

"I do, I can cure my patient."

"What? How? Are you sure?" House knew that would get her, she always cared about her hospital and it's patients first.

"Yeah, look I'm at the fountain at the Hospital. I need you to get down here and I can explain."

"Can't it wait till morning?"

"No, please just come to the fountain and you'll understand. It's pretty extreme, more a case of see it to believe it."

"When are you're ideas never extreme?" Cuddy drawled sleepily.

"Look are you coming?"

"Yes I'll be there in 15 minutes. I know if I don't you'll just keep calling till I do. And when I get to work, you'll just fucking bombard me with demands. Might as well get it over with." Cuddy moaned resignedly.

"Thanks." House said happily as he hung up. He sat on the wall and waited for his favourite curly-haired beauty.

HHHHHHHHHH

As Cuddy made her way to the fountain she saw House sitting on the wall. He had obviously fallen in the fountain, he was soaking wet and he looked mightily sexy. Cuddy decided it just wasn't fair. For him to be wet, delicious and finding herself so attracted to him right now.

'Stop yourself girl, this is the man who just dragged you out of bed at nearly 3 in the morning.' Cuddy berated herself before reminding herself she was more pissed off because he had ironically interrupted her dream about him.

As soon as House saw Cuddy he smiled and bounded over to her. He began talking breathlessly and hurriedly as if his brain was a million miles ahead of his mouth. Cuddy could only pick out a few words, until she got the general idea and finally got a word in.

"You want to give him Cortisol?" Cuddy asked.

"I can make him walk, I can make him talk." House said indignantly.

"And this came to you when you were sweating?"

"Please let me do this, I know it will work. Cuddy you know me better than anyone, you've known me longest. The only reason you let me do this stuff is because you know I'm eventually gonna be right." House pleaded. "It makes sense. It will work. Please give me a chance." He got down on his knees before her and Cuddy had to laugh. "Look I'm on my knees here, and you haven't even got your underwear round your ankles, so I am actually begging you here. Nothing will happen if it doesn't work. Medicine is always about luck of the draw whether you get the right diagnosis, I have this time. Trust me."

Cuddy let House finish his little tirade before eventually nodding her head. "Alright, we can try it. If it works, it works. It doesn't, well it doesn't."

"Oh thank you." House said getting to his feet and pulling her into an impromptu hug. Cuddy smiled as she smelt the sweat and water from him. She hadn't seen him like this in a very long time, it was good to have part of her old friend Greg House back. No one else could see it, but she could because she knew House back when.

She tried to pull back from the hug but House wasn't letting her go. "House, let me go. I wanna go back to bed."

"Oh thanks is that an invitation?" He asked.

"No." She said finally wriggling out of his grasp. "I'll see you bright an early to help your patient. Go home!"

"Lisa, let me say thank you." He said holding her chin making her look him in the eye.

"House, don't." She pulled away and turned from him doing her best to convince herself that she didn't want him, though she knew it was the biggest lie she ever told herself.

"Why not? I know you want this as much as I do." House said walking over to her.

Dangerously close to the fountain, Cuddy stepped onto the wall, to at last get the height over House. He smiled and found himself face to face with her cleavage. "Oh is this my reward for doing such a good job?"

Stepping back, Cuddy slipped and began falling into the fountain, she found herself lying in the water but not harmed, with House stopping her landing a little. She found his strong hands on her arms as he steadied her into a sitting position.

"Thanks." Cuddy said quietly. She looked at House but found his face was staring a few inches south of hers. A brief of confusion flashed across her face before she realised why House was looking so pleased all of a sudden.

Having been woken up so early in the morning she had grabbed the nearest clothes she could find, a pair of jeans and a white t-shirt but she didn't take time to put on bra.

And now she was giving House a clear view of her breasts because of her now see though t-shirt which was clinging tantalisingly to her ample chest. And for some reason she couldn't move or do anything but sit there practically half naked.

"Always knew you would win a wet t-shirt competition." House said. Cuddy's wits finally scrambled into her brain and she stood up and tried to get away, crossing her arms over her chest in a pathetic but desperate attempt to cover herself. House still sat on the wall, but not as she suspected leering at her, more a look of admiration was written across his face. Meanwhile, House was having trouble himself, not being able to hide his erection at the beautiful sight before him. He had truly never been so turned on in his life.

"Now I'm definitely going home. You got your reward we'll see if it was worth it in a few hours." Cuddy replied smartly, trying to get back to her car.

"Wait, Cuddy." House said rushing to her. He turned her around and before she could say anything, he captured her mouth with his. Soft and chaste at first, before desperate and passionate, House felt himself getting light-headed but couldn't stop for fear of what Cuddy would do to him.

But she eventually pulled away. House looked at her face and was surprised to see her looking at him with complete wantonness and lust. She smiled at him wickedly before pulling him for another kiss, tugging at his wiry hair.

"I like how you eventually come round to my way of thinking." House said as he lets his hands tug at her soaking t-shirt. Eventually he pulled the sodden thing off and let it fall back into the fountain with a cheeky grin. Cuddy looked down at herself as a cool breeze blew past them, turning her nipples hard.

"House." She gasped.

"Call me Greg."

"We're at work, I'm topless and anyone could see us." Cuddy said looking around.

"It's the dead of night."

"There are night staff."

"I know." He let his fine and tender hands roam her body, massaging her breasts. Cuddy was about to protest further but couldn't when House's hands travelled down her body entered her pants and began pushing down further and further to the inferno between her legs.

She frowned at him and unbuttoned her jeans to give him better access. He growled at her forcefulness and pulled down his own shorts to let his now rigid member free. She grinned salaciously at him as she stroked his length making him gasp and moan.

"Lisa… Oh please, don't stop."

"Never." She said putting her mouth to his ear. "Now fuck me hard and fuck me good."

"Yes Ma'am." House whispered.

They moved to the fountain wall, House sitting on it before Cuddy pounced on his lap, straddling him. And despite herself she couldn't believe she was doing this, fucking her most troublesome Doctor on her own work grounds, herself half-naked when anyone could walk by. Cuddy smiled at the wicked thought and resumed kissing him as House tugged her panties down just enough so he could enter her. She bit his lip and paused as he shuffled a little. Before she gave a quick thrust to let him know she was ready and began moving in fast and furiously.

Cuddy don't know how long they were at it but she suspected it wasn't long before she came, in a breathless mess of limbs, water and cool air. She felt herself tighten around House and he groaned in pleasure. Her forehead resting against House's as they let their breathing slow down.

"So is my invitation still open?" House asked.

"Give me your t-shirt." Cuddy ordered. House peeled off his wet but black t-shirt and Cuddy pulled it on hiding her naked chest from view now and retrieved her own from the fountain.

"Well you're gonna have to get this from me and you need a lift home either way. So you might as well." Cuddy said trying to be flippant, but House knew she wanted to resume this back in her bedroom.

And of course he wasn't gonna refuse her. He was gonna cure his patient, he had finally got the girl and he could run again. It was looking to be a great day for Gregory House.