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The knock on his door startled him from his restless sleep. It was a knock much like that which he had given Cuddy only five hours ago. It was just eleven now and his glass of scotch was only half gone. He got up and went to his door, looking through the peep whole only to see Cuddy, and a less than conspicuous baby carrier…
"What do you want?" House asked warily opening the door a crack and peering through.
"I want company, House, and you need it, so I thought maybe Joy and I could enjoy a concert?"
"I don't know any Hanukkah songs, Cuddy," House answered sarcastically, and coldly. Cuddy looked taken back.
"I don't care, Greg, play us Christmas songs, I know you know some, a pianist like you,"
He opened the door and limped over to his piano bench. He sat, slowly, favoring his leg. Gingerly, he swung it under the piano. Closing his eyes, he began to play, soft quiet and gentle, Joy to the World. He played all night. Every Christmas song he new rang out like the bells at the Cathedral of Notré Dame. Carol of the Bells, God Rest Ye merry Gentleman, We Three Kings, Greensleeves, every song he could think of. He played all night. All night.
"We should get going," Cuddy looked at the wall clock, which read near three.
"Weather's cruel, the roads are bad and it's below negative, out there if you know what I mean," he poured her a glass of Rosé as he looked out the window to check the weather.
"You should stay,"
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I know this one is short but my muse ( hasn't kicked out) is telling me to start a new chapter so I am.
Nefertiri