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Cuddy had found House asleep in Vicktoria's office. Just as she was about to burst in she saw that Vicktoria was avidly typing on her lap top.

"Vicky!" she whispered frantically.

Vicktoria looked up and smiled.

"Yes?"

Cuddy pointed to House.

"He's in pain…that's the price you pay when you are detoxing." She said standing from her desk.

"He's-House is detoxing?" she asked unsure of whether or not she heard right.

"Yep…he quit taking his Vicodin...for me." She stroked his head affectionately.

He twitched and muttered something that she could not place.

Cuddy looked more angry then happy. House did this for Vicktoria but he would have never even considered doing it for her.

"Lisa?" Vicktoria asked noticing her colleagues disgusted look. "Are you upset with me being with House?"

"What…no of course not!" she said forcing a smile onto her face. "Better you then me you know." She laughed falsely.

Just as she was about to leave Cuddy turned back and looked at House once more. She had known that Vicktoria had always loved the man. It was not that hard to figure out with how they always flirted with each other every time they met somewhere in the Hospital. She just assumed that Vicktoria would always ignore the calling and that House would never come clean for anybody. Apparently she was dead wrong, because there he was in Vicktoria's office. And here she was watching it all.

House awoke feeling nauseous, he expected that but it still sucked to have to deal with it. He looked around and saw that Vicktoria was still in the last spot he had seen her. He took a deep breath and closed his eyes again; more sleep was what he needed. He would worry about puking on her couch later.

Later came fast and it hit him like a ton of bricks. House didn't even have time to react, his eyes had burst open, and he turned on his side throwing up what little he still had in his stomach.

"Oh, Greg." He heard Vicktoria say coming over.

"Sorry." He gasped.

"Shh," she whispered helping him up, "I know…no one would intentionally puke on my carpet."

"Well some might…you can trust I won't."

Vicktoria laughed.

"Was the puking from the pain or withdraw?"

House sighed.

"Pain…pain causes nausea." He whispered.

"Okay…well there really is nothing we can do about that." She helped him into a chair and placed a garbage can next to him. "I'll be right back, I'm going to talk to Wilson and see if he can give you something for your stomach. If it is medicated I will be holding onto it."

House nodded and sat back shivering in a cold sweat.

"I won't be gone long…I promise." She kissed his forehead and left the room.

Wilson was talking to a cancer patient when she walked in. Just like House she did not like to take the time to wait.

"Vicky!"

"House is in pain because of the detoxing. Prescribe me something that will take away the upset stomach side affects."

He turned to his patient opening and closing his mouth unable to form a sentence to make an excuse.

"Uh…Excuse me for a moment; this will only take a second."

Wilson walked away and followed Vicktoria out into the hall.

"I'm with a patient Ms. Dodson!" he said angry.

"Really? And I thought you were seducing her." She laughed at Wilson's expression. "House is throwing up…can he have something for his stomach."

Wilson rolled his eyes and took out his notebook. He scribbled something onto it and handed it to her.

"Thank you-"

"The vomiting is good though, it means his body is getting rid of the toxins."

Vicktoria looked up and sighed.

"Well his vomit is on my carpet, I know that the puking is good but I don't want him to be so unprepared for it. He just woke up and threw up."

Wilson sighed.

"I hope he's okay."

"I hope so too."

She took the note and went to the pharmacy and got House something to soothe his stomach. She came back to find him sitting in her chair on her computer.

"What are you doing?" she asked crossing her arms over her chest.

"Watching a movie." He said moving over so she could see.

Vicktoria went over to find that he was watching Sweeney Todd.

"I personally like the play better." She said closing the window and slamming her lap top.

"You've seen the play?" he asked facing her.

"Mmm Hmm." She opened the bottle and handed him too little caplets. "Here, for your stomach."

He took them from her and placed them in his mouth shortly after accepting some water to help them down.

"So," he said watching her sit on the desk, "can I ask you something?"

"Sure, shoot." She said smiling at him.

"If I paid for you would you go back to school?"

Vicktoria stared at House for a moment and at first was unable to comprehend the question.

"Uhh…why, do you want me to go back to school?" she asked tilting her head to the side.

House smacked his lips together in thought and then said, "No, I know you don't like being a lawyer."

Vicktoria looked down at her feet and then back up at House.

"I like my work."

"No, you like the people you work with and who you work for."

"Same thing." She said standing.

"No, it isn't. The fact that you have people around that enjoy your company doesn't mean that you like the work."

"I'm good at what I do!" she argued.

House stood leaning on the wood of the desk. "So? Do you like it? Do you feel like you have accomplished something at the end of the day? Like you've made a difference in someone's life?"

"This coming from the man that I kept out of prison a multiple of times!" she said getting angry.

"Please, you just fought because you loved me…Do.You.Like.Your.Job?!"

"NO! I don't like my job…I don't like having death threats being sent to my house and I don't like feeling alone but I am damn good at what I do so I'm going to do it!"

He sat back down as she stormed out of her own office and down the hall. It was now that House thought about it he had made a bad move pushing Vicktoria so much. He couldn't help it though; he always had the feeling that he was right no matter what the problem. It wasn't something he took pride in he just wanted to know that he was doing something right in someone's life, even if it wasn't his own.

Vicktoria had gone outside and to the park across the street from the hospital. Damn House for digging into her personal life. She had buried her feelings for her job deep in her soul so no one would know her true feelings for her occupation. But she was right; she was damn good at what she did. From the time she became an attorney she had never lost one case.

It was true though, she hated her job. She hated thinking that she had wasted most of her life in the court room instead of the operating room. Vicktoria remembered exactly how her ex-husband had threatened her when she said she was going to medical school. It made Vicktoria wish that she had known House when she was in school. She sighed, she probably shouldn't have yelled at House but he needed to learn more about her before he went on assuming things.

She stood up and found herself face to face with House.

"You move fast for a cripple." She whispered slyly.

He sighed and raised his eyebrows. "I get that a lot." He said smartly.

They stood there uncomfortable at first but then she placed and arm around his and began walking back to the hospital.

"You know what?" she asked breaking the silence.

"Hmm?" he asked focusing on her pretty face.

"I just realized that we are now a couple and I still don't know that much about you."

House sighed and nodded. "I don't know much about you either."

Vicktoria stopped and looked up into his eyes.

"Then how do we know that we were meant for each other?"

House stared down at her and kissed her gently.

"I don't know…I just know that we are."

Vicktoria smiled as if that answer would answer every problem that they would ever face, but in the back of her mind she knew that the rough times were only beginning. This time she was sure she would be able to go through them.

"Greg?" she asked gaining his attention.

He turned to face her.

"You won't ever leave me will you…even if we do fight? Can you promise me you won't?

House wrapped an arm around her and squeezed her shoulder tightly.

"No, I won't ever leave you. I know what to expect when it comes to lawyers." He said smiling.

Suddenly his face became soft; he looked at her with a smile on his face.

"Ya know…my leg doesn't even hurt."

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