It's the next part, please forgive for the delay. And sorry that it is shorter than the other chapters.

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Cuddy didn't leave House's side again, but a part of her wanted him not to wake up; she wanted to have the last moment with House to be the last one they shared. Love is like heaven but it can hurt like hell. However, the other part of her really wanted him to wake up and face the fears that she has, and to finally tell him that she loves him.

If you don't go after what you want, you'll never have it. If you don't ask, the answer is always no. If you don't step forward you're always in the same place. Cuddy wanted to change that. The only thing that House didn't understand was that being happy doesn't mean everything is perfect; it only means you've decided to see beyond the imperfections. Now she couldn't think about another person she would want to live with except him. She loved him, no matter what, and nothing or no one will ever change that. I love him, but does he really love me? You can't always get what you want, but what you can get is worth fighting for

There was still a doubt that she had, was House able to love?

"It's not who you are that holds you back it's who you think you're not". Cuddy said to House still unconscious.

It has been a while that cuddy didn't have any news from Wilson so she paged him to meet him in Houses room. A few minutes later, Wilson was in his room.

"Hi Cuddy."

"Hey," she replied.

"He…" He started but cuddy interrupted him

"Is it good or bad news, Wilson?"

"Well, he will be fine but…"

"Thank god," she said, smiling.

"But he might have memory loss."

Cuddy's smile quickly faded away.

"Does that mean… he won't remember us? He won't remember me…"

"We are not certain, we will just have to wait until he wakes up and then we will find out, but there is a possibility, yes."

"Why isn't he waking up, then? Why did this happen to him?"

"Because he sacrificed himself for you, Cuddy."

"I think I'm starting to believe it, but I'm still not sure if that is a good thing though. What if he doesn't wake up, Wilson?"

"He will, Cuddy, don't worry."

His voice was almost reassuring.

"I hope so Wilson, with all my heart. Do you think he will tell me that he loves me?"

"I think so, and if he doesn't and he says he doesn't either, I have proof that he does and I'll blackmail him. You still don't believe that he loves you, do you."

"I'm still not sure, I might if he tells me though."

Wilson really wanted Cuddy to believe that before House woke up, so he reached in his pocket and he took a piece of paper out and handed it to cuddy.

"What is this, Wilson?" She asked, taking the piece of paper.

"You'll see, open it."

She did as he told her, and noticed that it was House who wrote it and it was lyrics from a song. By the time she finished reading, she had already started crying. It was the most beautiful thing he had ever thought of her. He put in words what he couldn't say and she was afraid that if she folded the piece of paper, that all of those words would just disappear.

"So, what do you think?"

"I think he really means it."

"Of course he does. We will just have to wait and see if he remembers us now."

Tears started to stream down Cuddy's face as soon as he said that.