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Gregory House, M.D., was a man with a mission. He, most importantly, had to locate his very useful video game, essential to the medical process. But, he also had to avoid the one woman his eyes would never be able to meet, Lisa Cuddy. That, was the element essential to his survival.
House walked down the hallways of the teaching hospital, walking with a rhythm, using his cane as if it were actually his leg. It was an very graceful way of moving. Leg, cane, leg ,cane. For House, it was the closest he would ever come to being a dancer. Fortunately for House, despite his mother's stories, it had never been an aspiration of his.
As he grabbed his PSP from his office, and made his way to the corridor, planning a grand escape to the clinic, he nearly ran into Wilson.
The oncologist looked at him strangely. "Shouldn't you be hiding in the clinic."
House glared back at his friend, wondering if he was becoming predictable or if Jimmy just knew him to well.
"Maybe, maybe not." he snapped in a whiny ,childlike voice.
His friend gave him the look a parent would when their child was misbehaving. But, House's behavior quickly became a second subject matter as Wilson remembered the true purpose of his visit.
"Have you seen Cuddy? questioned Jimmy, as his friend began to limp away.
House looked over his shoulder. "Wrong person to ask." he stated simply. "I'm avoiding Cuddy."
-Flashback-
Lisa Cuddy was extremely happy with her life. She was a medical student., had great grades, and had found the love of her life. He was a wonderful guy, charming, smart, athletic, the type of man her parents had expected her to find, and to marry.
It seemed like the perfect setup for success. Then, one day she came crashing through the small clinic used for training at the college she attended. Lisa looked like a mad woman, hair flying in every direction, eyes mercilessly glancing in every direction scouting her target.
Cuddy found the small room she was looking for. Inside, it appeared to be a type of study hall. There were students sprawled in various locations across the room, heads bent over textbooks while they scribbled notes. Except for one student, the monitor of the group. He sat at the front of the class, feet up on the desk, holding a small novel in his hands.
She had to smile. It wasn't likely he was actually reading. She knew that once she reached the desk he would casually place the novel down, careful to slide the comic book that was hidden in there into a medical journal.
She began her descent down the steps. It was then that her heart rate increased. Lisa steadied herself.
"He'll understand." she thought willing her legs to stop shaking. He won't be too angry. Slowly, but surely she moved down the steps picking up her pace in a desperate move to reach the bottom.
"I have to tell him." the thought raced across her mind.
Cuddy moved towards the desk. As she suspected, his hands moved toward a medical journal, almost as if he were shutting it to focus on what she was going to tell him. Summoning all the courage she could she took the final step towards the monitor. A pair of electric blue eyes met hers.
"Greg, we need to talk." her head began to spin.
He looked confused. Then, he stared at the woman before him. "Okay." he replied.
Lisa felt her legs begin to give out. She grabbed the desk. "Now or never." she thought desperately.
"House, I'm pregnant."
The last thing she saw before the world went black was his jaw dropping.
-End Flashback-
A/N: Thanks for all the reviews. Sorry for the delay, I had to decide which direction this chapter would go in. The next one will come faster. Please read and review.