Rachel's chapter. Hey there people, I apologise in advance for any spelling errors or anything in general (Also I know that this story plot things doesn't happen in the books, but its all part of the plan, I promise). Hope you enjoy the chapter though. And thank you very much to UpsideDownCake for giving us our first review. We really got excited when we saw it, so thanks a lot!! 3

Mr Tumnas the fourth was getting very worried about the sounds that had been issuing from his guest bedroom all night. H was half hoping that they had only been playing some weird human game and not…well…you know…

Outside the storm was getting worse, it had started late last night but had quickly picked up. Snow was coming down so fast that outside had turned white, almost as if someone had stuck blank paper onto the windows. No matter how hard the faun tried he still couldn't see anything. Suddenly stirring sounds came from the guest bedroom, this altered the faun's sharp ear and he trotted to the doorway. He pressed his furry ear to the wood to hear what the humans were talking about.

"House, wake up House," Cuddly called softly, "Greg, time to get up now."

"Go away Cuddy, you just ruined an epic dream." House replied, face planted firmly into the pillow.

"Oh, and what would this dream about?" Cuddy asked playing with the hair on House's head.

"Well," He said turning to face her, "I could tell you. But I would much rather show you." To make his point h wrapped an arm around Cuddy's waist and pulled her to him.

"Should have know, it was that sort of dream. Well I am sorry, but I am disinclined to acquiesce to your request." Cuddy said, trying, in vain, to remove House's arm.

"Hey Cuddles, your mixing up your films here, that's from Pirates of the Caribbean Curse of the Black Pearl not the Chronicles of Narnia!" House replied plainly,. "And it wasn't a request; it was more like an order, or an invitation, which ever you prefer."

"I don't take orders from you, and I'm declining this invitation."

"But last night…" House moaned.

"Last night was different. Somehow. God only knows how, you managed to convince me," Cuddy said tightly. The memories from last night, although fantastically brilliant and very pleasurable, made her feel all tight and nervous inside.

"Was it the devilishly good looks or the irresistible charm that made you give in?" House asked, smirking at Cuddy's furious blushing.

"I am not going to say anything." Cuddy said, straight faced.

"Well in that case I will just have to conduct an experiment!"

"What would this experiment contain or involve?"

"That's for me to know and you to find out."

"Oh dear," Cuddy said as House's face was lit by a devious grin.

Cuddy got up out of the bed and reached for her clothes. Looking at her bare back like this brought back memories for the night before. The yearning, the relief when that yearning was finally quenched. And by God was it worth waiting for. His ego at a new all time high, House rolled over and tried to go back to sleep. He wrapped himself in the cover like a giant caterpillar, making himself a cocoon.

"House, get dressed." Cuddy said, now fully dressed, hands on hips. "NOW!!"

"Make me," came a muffled reply.

"Fine." Cuddy said, she grabbed a corner of the duvet and pulled. House was thrown into a spin, the result of which was a sudden an quick visit to the world of cold floors.

"ARRRGGG!!!" House yelled as his bare back hit the cold boards. He jumped to his feet and spun around, trying to warm himself against the sudden cold.

Cuddy almost fell over laughing, the site of House, freezing cold and total naked was a seriously amusing one.

"You like what you see Lisa?" House said leaning casually against the wall.

"I think I would like it more if you put some clothes on."

"Ouch that's harsh Cuddles, I feel hurt by that comment."

"Well at least put these on," she said flinging something in his face.

"EWWW! USED UNDERWEAR!!" House said sending the boxers flying across the room. "I don't wanna wear dirty pants mommy."

"Well though luck then."

"But I thought you women were prepared for everything. Don't you carry around a spare pair of underwear all the time?"

"Yes, well, I wasn't exactly banking on falling into a fictional land. And I don't carry around spare underwear, especially not for you. Just put them on."

"Mommy dress me." House whined, in his little kiddy voice, holding out his arms pitifully to Cuddy.

"No House, you're a big boy now. Do it yourself."

"Fine." House said in a defeated tone. He walked across the room and pulled on his boxers followed by the rest of his clothes.

Mr Tumnas trotted back over to the kitchen, an evil plan formulating in his head while he cooked breakfast for his guests.

Cuddy had finally managed to get House dressed, okay so maybe she did have to put his shirt and jacket on. But he was taking forever, and also the look on his face was priceless. She pulled him by the arm to the door. She twisted the metal handle and pulled House out after her.

"Mr Tumnas?" Cuddy called, looking around the small house.

"Morning humans!" He called happily from the small kitchen.

"I smell food" House said sniffing the air, perking up slightly.

"You would be right good sir." Mr Tumnas said, tottering out of the kitchen laden with soup, fried mushrooms and a pot of tea. "Come and take a seat dear friends."

They all ate, talking about Narnia, how the white witch had returned and was, again, making life hell for all the Narnians. After breakfast was finished and washed up they all slumped into the chairs around the living room fireplace.

"What's that?" House said pointing at a strange pipe like object.

"Ah, that's s musical instrument that us fauns play. I think I would be right in guessing that you don't know anything of Narnian music."

"You would be right, but it would be epic to hear some." House said leaning forward in interest.

Mr Tumnas picked up the pipe and began to play. As the music swirled around then, House and Cuddy began to feel rather drowsy again. This was rather strange as they had only recently woken up. It wasn't long before they slumped in their seats and Mr Tumnas stopped playing. He grinned evilly, grabbed a long cylindrical object from the mantle piece and quickly carried out his duty. Once he was done he ran for the door, opened it and darted across the Narnian snow covered landscape.