I took all your reviews into consideration and I'm going with more fun (as well as sexy). Thank god you guys picked that, because that's all I seem to be able to write. So I've been slacking on this one a bit, but here's part three. Enjoy!

Lisa Cuddy was having a good morning. The sun had been shining, there had been little traffic, and there hadn't been some disaster she'd been needed to sort out immediately upon arrival. Perhaps it had something to do with a certain Head of diagnostics being missing. She checked the clock on her desk and noted that it was still only 9 o'clock, not quite late enough for her to send out a search party.

She settled into her chair with the intent to beat back a growing stack of paperwork before it raged out of control. Suddenly her phone rang, and her assistant stuck his head through a crack in her door,
"Doctor Cuddy, its Doctor House on the line, he says its urgent."

Cuddy rolled her eyes and sent the assistant back out with a thank you that she didn't mean in the slightest. She felt a slight guilty twinge when she realized she didn't even know the young mans name, having gone through assistants so fast that she had given up. Picking up the phone and placing it to her ear, she didn't bother hiding the annoyance in her voice,
"What is it now House? Caught something from one of you're hookers?"

His voice, sounding horribly hoarse and broken, surprised her,
"Now Cuddles, have you forgotten your manners? You must be good in bed if the donations keep rolling in."

She sighed, letting the comment slide, she was used to them anyway,
"How long are you gonna be out?"

A dry crackling laugh that dissolved quickly into harsh coughing came through the line,
"Dr. Cuddy, do I hear you caring over there?" He coughed loudly again, "Probably a week or two. I picked up some antibiotics, but it seems to be settling in for the long haul. Put my team to use in other departments, I'll get back to you."

Cuddy felt a twinge of worry flicker in her stomach, but shrugged it off,
"Okay House. Get better soon." She hung up before he could comment. Something niggled at the back of her mind, making her slightly uneasy. She decided to stop by his apartment later that week with some soup. Mind made up, she returned to her paperwork, shuffling House to the back of her mind so she could focus.

"Blimey mate that was brilliant!" Loki exclaimed in admiration, clapping House on the shoulder as he set the phone down on his other side. "How d'you get yer voice ta sound like that?"

House lounged beside him on the sofa, lacing his fingers together behind his head and shrugging his shoulders,
"What can I say? I have a gift." They laughed together for a moment, and House noted again the strange calming presence that exuded from Loki, taming that constant bitter anger that had been building within him, washing it away with a smooth, unrelenting tide. It wasn't just his body that felt changed, but his whole being, all the sharp corners the pain had cut into his soul being worn down to smooth corners. Not just the bitterness of his once mangled limb was healed, but he could feel a much deeper hurt, one caused when he was just a boy was also being worked on, the kinks being worked out.

He heaved a contented sigh, stretching out both his legs, rolling his ankles, still not getting enough of the ease of movement. He doubted he ever would take the freedom of two whole legs to stand on for granted again. His mind began to wander absently, meandering along the path of his consciousness until suddenly, he leaped to his feet.
"How do I go back to the hospital?"

Loki eyed him from his spot on the sofa, body relaxed, amusement flickering in his amber eyes,
"Was wonderin when that was gonna hit ya. Simple enough little brother. A bit of a defense mechanism for our kind, if you will. When ya finally go through the change, ya'll develop a… glamour."

Houses brows drew together,
"A glamour? Like a disguise?"

Loki grinned, pleased yet again with his choice, this quick mind,
"Exactly lad. It's there to let us blend in just a mite better with the other folks about. Can't have you walkin about suddenly taller and miraculously healed of every ailment. That's another perk by the way, you're liver right now is in the same condition 'twas in the day o yer birth, all those nasty drug habits out o yer system. Congrats lad."

House had suspected as much, and it felt good to have his suspicions proven,
"Hmmm… interesting. Why the sudden growth spurt anyways?"

Loki settled further into the sofa, making himself comfortable,
"You see, for as long as our race can remember, as far back as the roman ages before it goes the way of the dodo, our kind have been at the evolutionary peak of existence. We have always been built stronger, faster, and all around tougher than your average joe. We don't know when the human race hit their little hiccup in the growth process, but back then, it was perfectly normal for a man to stand at about 9 feet tall. Our code being to blend in, we stayed low, in about the 7 to 8 foot range. Then as we stayed the same, the humans began to get shorter and shorter. I suppose our tough little genetic code decided that instead of just knockin off a foot or two, we developed this ability. After the first change, you can project an image that the humans will see, so long as they don go touchin ya. That's a big no no."

House, who had been listening with rapt attention, his mind soaking up the new information, asked,
"What happens when they touch?"

Loki answered simply,
"The person touching you sees through the glamour, sees your true appearance right before their eyes. Its been said that on occasion, the human sees even deeper, and can actually spot the wolf in you." He shrugged. "Never heard of it myself, but hey, that we even exist proves that some legends have a bit of truth to them."

House grinned for a moment, then sighed.
"Cuddy…is going to be a problem then. We seem to have a certain disregard for the others personal space."

Loki's brow furrowed, his head tilting to the side in an oddly canine gesture. Not so odd when House really thought about it.
"The bloody hell is you're boss doin touchin ya anyway? Little employer employee shagging goin on little brother?"

House snorted in derision, shaking his head,
"Not since college, and I was a few years ahead of her back then. And Cuddy and I, its just this thing we do I guess. Its always been that way. We fight, we flirt, she gets pissed and gets in my face, I push back… it's a never ending cycle." House flopped back down on the couch, his fingers massaging his temple as he thought. Loki remained silent, pondering the odd situation. "You said the change would happen around the full moon right? That's only 3 days away. We can just lay low and make sure nobody comes in and we should be fine right? What could happen?"

My first cliffhanger. Don't worry, I won't make you wait too long for an update. Also to answer your questions, Loki will in fact be sticking around. He's gonna slip back and forth from the background to the forefront in the story. Maybe I'll even give him a love interest (you did want things sexy, and Loki is one sexy irish werewolf). Anyway thanks for reading, perhaps leave a review on your way out. (might make me update faster)