Cuddy gasped. She knew he loved her but she never thought he would really, really say it. Not like he just did. He had said it but not like this. Not with this much conviction. "I love you too, you idiot."

OK. This was going better now. "Um, Cuddy, will you marry me?"

"Yes!"

"Thank God. Now get your ass on this bed and give me some lovin' you wench."

"It will be my pleasure you insatiable bastard."

Cuddy waltzed over to the bed and crawled up there with him. She could care less who saw them. He was awake, they were engaged, she was pregnant, and well she was horny. They began kissing, slowly at first. They had a month to make up for and they were sure as hell not going to keep wasting time. He ran his tongue along her lower lip and she opened her mouth to welcome it. They passionately kissed each other like it had been years since their last encounter. For House, it had been so to speak. He ran his hands along her breast and she moaned. God, he loved that sound. She ran one hand up his arm and then through his hair. She was thinking about straddling him and screwing him right there but they heard a gasp. Blythe!

"Gregory...I have your food. I see you found something else to nibble on while I was away."

"Mom. Um, Cuddy and I have been seeing each other for a while."

"I thought something was going on between you two. I didn't buy Lisa's 'hospital asset' story. She was way too concerned about your well-being."

"Mom, there's more. She's pregnant and I asked her to marry me."

"I am going to be a grandmother? I think I am going to faint. You...are...getting married?"

"Yes and yes. Are you happy?"

"Greg, I am ecstatic! I have dreamed about this day. My son has finally found the love of his life."

"Yeah, I found her in med school. Just took me over 20 years to admit it."

Cuddy was shocked. "You fell in love with me then?"

"Yes. I never really loved Stacy. It was just comfortable. She didn't challenge me. She never had my heart. You stole it and never gave it back."

"Oh House!"

"Cuddy, you are it. Always have been, always will be. Mom, can you leave us?"

Blythe nodded her head and said that she was going to leave them. She would come back tomorrow. House and Cuddy just looked at each other. They both wished they were anywhere but there. Somewhere with a bed or a couch or something that could used to consummate their engagement. They started kissing again. Kisses so passionate that neither could breathe. Tongues intertwined. Just when House had her blouse unbuttoned, Wilson walks in. Damn it. "Wilson, get the hell out of here."

"So, you believe us now?"

"Yep. Now get out. My fiancé and I need some time alone!"

"Fiancé? I just thought she was pregnant."

"She's both."

"Really?"

"Yes, really. Now, get out." Wilson left smiling. He was glad his best friend had finally found happiness even though House would never admit being happy.

"Now, where were we?"

"I think you were right here" Cuddy said as she pointed to her lips. "Yes...right there. I missed you so much."

House smiled and kissed her with every fiber of his being. Yes, he was still an ass but if his 'dream' had shown him anything, he knew he had to make the most out of being with Cuddy. He knew that he would never survive being without her. She made him want to be better for himself and for her. He needed her and really she needed him too. They needed each other. Just as it should be. They made out on his bed for hours. They were content being in each other's arms for now. Both wanted more but they could wait a little while longer. After all, they had the rest of their lives.

House was in the hospital three more days. Cuddy arranged his release and drove him to her place. Blythe was going to stay there in her guest room for another couple of weeks looking after her son. Blythe would drive him to his PT appointments until his strength returned. Cuddy was just happy he was awake and finally in her bed again. Yes, her life was really looking better and better.

They were both worried about miscarriage but they tried to stay optimistic. Once she reached 13 weeks, Cuddy called Arlene and invited her for a visit much to House's dismay. The 'old Jew broad' could have been told over the phone. But no, Cuddy wanted to tell her in person.

Arlene was scheduled to arrive at 1:00 pm Saturday afternoon. House and Cuddy decided to sleep in. Blythe was watching her 'granddaughter' Rachel. It was 8:30 am but 'sleep' was the last thing on House and Cuddy's minds. Sleep? No! Sex? Most definitely. They were naked, kissing and oblivious to the outside world. They only had each other at the moment. That was all that was needed. House was lying on his back while Cuddy sensuously straddled him. She ran her hands over his chest, gazing into his eyes, licking her lips. House rose up and kissed her breast. Licking, nipping, and sucking her nipple. He was driving her wild. She was moaning as quiet as possible but it felt so good. He was kissing her neck and the place behind her ear that made her insane with need. She reached down and grasped him. She slowly guided him inside her. She needed him in her NOW! He always loved watching her ride him. She was so beautiful! He could never get enough of her. Just as they began to pick up their pace, they heard something they never, ever wanted to hear. Arlene Cuddy!

"What the hell are you doing? You are shtupping my daughter while my granddaughter and your mother are in the next room?"

"Oh my God! Mom get the hell out of my bedroom!"

"Lisa, I'm sorry. I told your mother you two were sleeping. Oh, I guess, um, sleeping was not accurate."

House had grabbed the blankets to cover them up but it was plain what had been going on. Arlene and Blythe left the room.

"Oh my God, what the hell is she doing here so early?" House yelled.

"How should I know? Like I wanted her to catch us having sex. It was bad enough your mother caught us making out in your hospital room. Now they have both found us having sex. I think I am going to die."

"Yeah well, at least, you will be able to have sex again. Little Greg has been traumatized. I don't know if he will ever be able to come out and play again."

"He better. I'm pregnant and horny."

"Well, he's hiding right now."

"Right now, that's okay. The mood has been destroyed by our mothers. Later, he better come out to play. Little Lisa needs him."

House chuckled. But, he really hated the thought of leaving their bedroom and facing their mothers. This was his worst nightmare. Arlene had seen him naked. Could this day get any worse?

Cuddy was just as upset as House. Not only had her mother seen them but Blythe had as well. Who wanted their fiancé's mother to walk in on their sexcapade? How humiliating? They both slowly dressed, dreading the fate that waited in the living room...Arlene and Blythe. Cuddy and House made their way to the living room ready to face the humiliation and questions from Arlene. Blythe already knew but Arlene was a different story. Once there, Cuddy asked Blythe to watch Rachel in her room.

"Ok Mom. I know you must have some questions or comments to make." Cuddy cringed as she looked at Arlene.

"How often do you ride him like a horse?"

"What? You catch us having sex and you want to know often I ride him?"

"Well, he seemed to be enjoying it!"

"Um, yeah…we both do!"

"So, you like it when she dominates you, Gregory?"

"Why not make her do the work for a change?" House replied unsure why Arlene was asking about their sex life.

"So, answer my question…how often?"

"Like that, a few times a week." Cuddy replied not really knowing why she answered her mother truthfully. Cuddy was still in shock by the line of questioning.

"Ok."

"Anything else you want to ask or say?"

Arlene seemed uneasy. She had known they were having sex but she never thought that her daughter would do that. I mean really..sex was supposed to be the male's idea. He was supposed to be on top. Only sluts or whores rode men like a horse.

"Lisa, you know that I love you…but I come from a different generation. Women are supposed to be submissive to their partners not dominate them."

"What are you saying?"

"I am saying that I don't think you should be doing that."

"You don't think I should be having sex with House before we are married?"

"Well, that too but you should definitely not be on top of him if you do it!"

House was becoming very amused. Imagine Arlene giving them advice on sexual positions. He decided to sit back and enjoy the conversation.

"So, I should just lay there and let him do what he likes? To hell, with what I like or want?"

"Of course. Your father was always on top. I just laid there. That's the way it should be."

"Mom. Women can enjoy sex as much as men. I mean really. I enjoy having orgasms as much as he does."

"You have those? A lot? I thought only men did?"

"Mom, I cannot believe I am going to ask this but didn't you have orgasms with dad?"

"A couple of times."

"A couple of times..you were married over 30 years!"

"How often do you have one?"

"Oh God!"

"Answer your mother." House smirked.

Cuddy shot House an annoyed look. She could not believe he was enjoying this conversation. She was mortified. She would never have imagined having a sex talk with her mother of all people. "Mom, I usually have an orgasm at least 2 or 3 times per session. Him only 1 or 2 times."

"How do you have more than he does?"

"This is so embarrassing! Do you know about oral sex or manual stimulation?"

"You do that too?"

"Yeah, doesn't everyone? Well, obviously not everyone if you don't. But when you love someone it's okay to make sure they enjoy the time spent together in bed, shower, up against a wall, the couch, or wherever else you decide to do it."

"Well, I never put my mouth on your father's penis and I loved him."

"Mom, the man is not the only one who can be stimulated orally. I mean it really feels good if a gifted man goes down on you."

"You mean Gregory puts his mouth between your legs?"

"Mouth, tongue, fingers."

"Tongue!?"

"Yes. It feels amazing. You should try it sometime. Not with House but with someone else."

"Are you trying to turn me into a tramp?"

"Do you think I'm a tramp?"

"I'm not sure anymore."

Now Cuddy was embarrassed, pissed, and sad. She could not imagine her mother not enjoying sex. "Mom, did you enjoy sex with dad?"

"Sex is for the man to enjoy not the woman."

"That is so sad, Mom. I wish you could feel the pleasure that House gives me. Not literally, he's mine, but figuratively. I am sure Julia would say the same thing."

"You think your sister does the same thing?"

"Yes, Mom. I am sure she and Michael do. Maybe not as much as House and I. Just ask her sometime. I will be there if you want me to."

"I'll think about it."

"So, anything else you want to comment about or ask?" Hoping her mother was finished.

"You know Lisa that if you keep giving away the milk Gregory is never going to buy the cow."

"Well, he is buying."

"You are engaged? Is he converting? When is the ceremony? Let me see the ring?"

"We are engaged. He will not be converting. We are going to getting married in Vegas. We would like you and Blythe to come with us next weekend so that you can be there and help with Rachel."

"Why next weekend? Why rush?"

"Well, I'm pregnant. I don't want the stress of a large wedding. We just want to be married surrounded by the people we love. I plan on inviting Julia and Michael as well as Wilson. That is all we need. The people at the hospital would just stand around gawking and wanting to gossip."

"Are you sure this is what you want? You don't have to get married just because you're pregnant?"

"Mom, I love him. Always have. This is what we want. Right, House?"

"Absolutely! Look, Arlene. I know I am an ass but I love Cuddy and Rachel. I also love our little bun in the oven. It doesn't matter what everyone else thinks about me. It only matters what your daughter thinks. She loves me and I love her. We are doing this. I just hope you will be there to support us for your daughter's sake."

"I'll be there for Lisa and Rachel. I know we have not always gotten along and we will always bicker but if you treat my daughter and grandchildren okay I will put up with you."

"Sounds good to me. How about you Cuddy?" Cuddy nodded her head that she was good with the situation.

"Have you made plans?"

"Yes. We are staying at the Bellagio. I have reserved us a penthouse suite and the deluxe wedding package. I thought that you, Rachel, and Blythe could share a two-bedroom tower suite. Julia and Michael will be in their own suite as well and Wilson will have his own. I already reserved everything. I just needed you to agree so I can make the airline reservations. I need to call Julia."

Cuddy retrieved her cell phone from the table and called Julia. After the usual introductions, Cuddy cut right to the chase. Julia was less than thrilled but agreed to be the maid of honor. Everything was falling into place.