He found Cuddy flipping pancakes at the stove. He snuck up behind her and put his arms around her waist and his chin on her shoulder.
"You know," Cuddy began. "For a guy with a cane you sure are quiet"
"Well my middle name is 007. Whatcha makin?"
Cuddy chuckled, "I'm sure. Im making pancakes,"she said pointing to one pan, "and eggs," she said pointing at the other.
"Any chance of a certain cripple getting some bacon too?"
"Maybe, if your nice to me," she said into his ear.
House started kissing he neck, "How nice do I have to be?"
Cuddy smiled, "Well first you have to stop that because I might burn the food, and second you have to walk over to the fridge and get the bacon"
House sighed and grudgingly released her from his grip. Upon opening his fridge he discovered that she had done groceries.
"When did you do groceries?"
"Well when I got up this morning I realised that your fridge was a baron wasteland so I went to the grocery store"
"Well someones efficient," he said handing her the bacon.
"I had to be, I think the only one who eats properly in this house is the rat"
"Firstly, his name is Steve McQueen, and secondly I make my living off of take-out. Thats lazy mans grocery shopping."
Cuddy laughed and brought their food to the table, "Well enjoy a free meal for once"
"Any chance of me enjoying the cook afterwards"
Cuddy rolled her eyes, "Just eat, House, and then we'll talk."
AT THE HOSPITAL
House sat back in his office chair a very pleased man. He had, indeed, gotten to "enjoy" Cuddy after breakfast. As a matter of fact he'd "enjoyed" her a few times. It had resulted in them both being late and a very perturbed Cuddy but it was so worth it. He was currently in his office avoinding the clinic, and playing Sudoku.
"What are you smiling about?" Cameron said.
"Oh, nothing. Is that a case?"he said pointing to a file in her hand.
"Hmmm, abdominal pain,, vomiting, diarrhea, and weight loss...classic Inflammatory bowel disease"
"They prescibed prednisone 4 months ago and it isn't doing anything"
"Colonoscopy?"
"Completely clean"
"No lesions?"
"None"
"Okay Dr. Cameron you win, we have a patient."
"I'll have a nurse admit her," she paused and fussed with her finger nails.
"Something on your mind Cameron?"
"Well, er," she seemed to be choosing her words carefully. "Are you seeing Dr. Cuddy?"
House gave her a dark stare, "Who told you that?"
"Well I was talking to Wilson and-"
"Wilson told you?"
"Well he let it slip"
"I'll kill him," House got up and went to leave but Cameron spoke again.
"Am I in trouble?"
House rolled his eyes at her, "Grow a spine Cameron" he turned on his heel and left
WILSON'S OFFICE
Wilson was doing some paper work when House barged through the door of his office.
"You told Cameron," he said coldly.
"Told her what?" Wilson said paling.
"Don't play dumb, you told her about me and Cuddy"
"Well I didn't really tell her it just kind of-"
"Slipped out, "House spat anglrily.
"Why are you so mad anyway?"
House sighed and slumped into one of Wilson's chairs. "I dunno, I figured If people found out Cuddy would want to end it"
"It's insulting that you think she's that shallow"
House got up and looked at Wilson, "Don't think your off the hook," he walked out the door.
When House left Wilson chuckled to himself, "Man has he got it hard"
THE HALLWAY
On his way to Cuddy's office House was intercepted by the ducklings.
"Beckys vomiting blood," Chase told him
"Who the hell is Becky?"
"Our patient," Foreman said annoyed
"Oh, well did you do an endoscopy?"
"There were almost four tablespoons of blood in her stomach"
"Okay well up her dosage, moniter her and tell me if she gets worse"
"Why are we at Cuddy's office,"
"That is for me to know and for you not to know, now shoo," the three doctors collectively rolled their eyes and dispersed leaving House alone at Cuddy's office door.