He needed her to forgive him, he was indeed sure that he will fight for her forgiveness and for his, their happiness.
First, he needed to compose himself, then he had to go and at least try to have a conversation with her. House was convinced to do whatever he had to in order to deserve her forgiveness. Hell, he will make a tent in front of her house and stay there for the rest of his life if he had to!
House went to the hotel, in which he had stayed the previous week, after running away from New Jersey, leaving his entire life and the people who mattered. Taking a shower, putting on some clean clothes and with his bag in hand, House got out of the hotel. From there, he went straight to the airport and bought a ticket to Jersey.
While he was on the plane, all he thought about was what exactly was he going to tell Cuddy; how exactly was he supposed to persuade Cuddy of his true feelings? His heart was hammering while Cuddy was constantly in his mind.
After two and a half hours he landed in New Jersey. He wanted to go straight to Cuddy's house but a thought hit him – he ruined her home, how could she be there if her house was literally "open for everyone"? What if she and Rachel were at her mother's house, or at her sister's, or they could also be living with Wilson. Yes, he should call him and try to extort the information he needed from his friend, if Wilson still considered him friend, that is.
So, he took his cell phone and dialed his best friend's number a bit afraid of Wilson's reaction. After waiting a couple of seconds, House finally heard Wilson's "Hello".
"Hi, Wilson. It's House. How… how are you?" – House asked feeling kind of weird and embarrassed of the whole situation.
"Wow - House. Where have you been? Where are you now? What the hell were you thinking" At first Wilson was a bit flabbergasted but just as he managed a serious voice, House interrupted him.
"You sure have a lot of questions to ask Jimmy boy. How about I come to your place so we can talk? "
"Ahm… Why don't we meet somewhere else, for a cup of coffee perhaps?"
"Why so?" – asked House, sensing Wilson's try to back off- "Is this, let's presume because Cuddy's at your place?"
"W—what, why would you think so, House?"
"I know you, Wilson. Both of you. Have you forgotten that little detail?" House retorted.
"N..no, House, I…" But he was quickly cut off.
"Cut the crap, Wilson! Now tell me, is she there alone, or she's with Rachel? I need to talk to her and you know it. I have to see her and explain. Please, Wilson, I'm begging you!" at the end of the sentence House changed his tone and Wilson knew that he was indeed trying to fix the mess that he, himself had created.
"Yes, House. She's at my place and she's with Rachel. But that weekend Julia offered to take her, so Cuddy could have some alone time to relax and finish her papers."
"So, that means that she's alone at the condo right now?" There was a ray of hope in House's voice.
"It's not that simple, House. She is devastated! You ruined her home risking her daughter's life, plus her sister's and her own! I wouldn't be surprised if she tries to kill you."
"Yes, Wilson. I know I screwed up big time. Thanks for stating the obvious but I was there, remember?" – House sarcastically replied.
"Just, please don't screw things up even more, House! Cuddy's very upset. She even took a week off from work, a week! That's like a year for Cuddy, you know!"
"Wow…" was all House managed to say. He was truly amazed. A whole week off was really big for Cuddy.
"I'll try to make things better Wilson" - Wilson noticed the honesty in House's tone.
"I hope so. Just let's hope that you'll come out of there alive!" – Wilson tried to change the mood.
"Fingers crossed" – replied House and disconnected.
Now, he knew where his Cuddy was and his heart started beating faster only thinking about her. What should he do now? He took his phone again and waited for the answer.
