Chapter 4

(This chapter will contain mattes not suitable for children)

The entire lunch she had been passive; her head bowed not really joining in much on the conversation, which had intensely been about me. Me thinks the Cuddy's see me a future son-in-law, Elise seemed overjoyed by that prospect whereas Richard, continually sized me up. Lunch had pretty much ended 20 minutes ago, when the Cuddy's said their good-byes and 'see you at dinner', and then left. So here Cuddy and I sat in the playground area of Mickey D's, slowly munching on the remainder of our fries.

"Your mom is hot." I finally throw out knowing what Cuddy's reaction would be.

"What? Eww," She replies frowning at me and then returning her gaze back to her fries.

"Hey you should be thankful, you definitely got your looks from mom."

"Yeah mom's ok," Cuddy says and I frown at her now, since this is not the reaction I neither expected nor was poking around for.

"And daddy?" that got a reaction, though not the one I had expected either. Cuddy shivered. "I mean is he always so pleasant?"

"No, he was pleasant just for you." She smirks.

"So why did you lie about him?" I ask as I pop another fry into my mouth.

"I never lied about him."

"Sure you did, you told me once that your dad was the reason you went to med school, the reason you're such a hard worker."

"All true."

"Then why did he say he hates hospitals?" I probe more instantly noticing how uncomfortable Cuddy was becoming.

"Did it ever occur to you that maybe he got sick and had to be in one, and that maybe it was such a horrible experience for me that I vowed that I would be a doctor, so some other little girl wouldn't have to see her daddy so sick?" She was a damn convincing lair when she wanted to be.

"Its plausible, except your dad's only been in the hospital twice in his life; the day he was born and when he was 16 and he broke his collarbone, both of which happened before you were even thought of." I say quite pride of myself, that is until I see Cuddy's blue eyes flash a seething hatred. That's new, I've seen annoyance, irritation, disappointment, anger, and sometime I'd swear there was some lust in there to. But never ever have I seen hatred towards me.

"You read my father's medical files?" She asked and having seen the hate I'm actually ashamed of the act, and almost remorseful. "Of course you did, you're House. You live to irritate me to cause me misery. Fine I give up, what do you want to know? Really ask me anything my life is now an open book to you. What do you want me to say? That when I was 12 my daddy raped me, and he hurt me to badly that I thought I was going to die, but I didn't. And I figured that if I became a doctor the next time he hurt me I'd be able to fix myself, that I could somehow make it not hurt so much. Is that what you want to hear House?" I watch her, hearing the words pour from her, empty words. Words, that had I not been looking right into her eyes as she said them, I wouldn't have taken seriously. I must have been stunned for a moment because as I blinked back to reality I can see Cuddy already getting into the cab she had flagged down. I Gregory House am a bastard.

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"So how was lunch?" Wilson asks as he enters my office, where I've been locked up in since coming back from lunch three hours ago. "Did you learn any Cuddy secrets?" He asks as he stands before my desk.

"Nope." I reply as I continue twirling my cane.

"Ok your mouth says no but you faces says, 'oh yeah'." I look up at him now and something in my face must have given something away. "What happened?"

"I think I may have pushed Cuddy too far this time."

"What you just now think this, you didn't think this oh say a year and half ago when she lost 100 million over you, or a few months ago when she perjured herself for you? But you think tricking her into seeing her parents, the people who raised her has now pushed her over the edge? Fascinating." Wilson shakes his head and then turns and leaves. I don't call out for him to stop because I knew that if I did I would tell him what Cuddy had told me, and I knew that that would be the straw that broke the camels back in regards to my already strained relationship with Cuddy. It really would be unforgivable, since its well known that Wilson has a big mouth, and in an hours time the entire hospital would know. No I'd have to solve this 'mess' I've created on my own, and I'd have to work fast.

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I see her through glass doors of her office, I see she's trying to look busy but finding it hard to concentrate. Her red puffy eyes and redden nose tell me that she has been crying, but I cautiously enter her office anyway.

"Please…please just go away." She speaks in a near whisper her voice tired and defeated.

"Cuddy," I call to her as I approach her desk but she won't look at me. "Lisa," I coax some more and this time she does look up at me and I can see the tears starting to form again. "I'm sorry."

"You should be, you created the entire situation." She throws a glare at me and then looks back down at the work she wasn't really doing.

"I'm not talking about lunch or dinner. I think you need sometime maybe talk to someone…"

"No!" She cuts me off and silences me with a more vicious glare. "There's nothing to talk about because nothing happened. Nothing Happened." I nod and bow my head a bit knowing it was futile to argue. "But I think I will take the rest of the day off and go home, take a nice long hot bath and go to bed."

"Ok, I'll drive you."

"No thanks, you've done quite enough for me today."

"I know and I'm sorry about that, so let me make it up to you by making sure you get home safely. I'll even get you dinner and run the hot bath for you." She arches her brow to this but says nothing. "Come on I'll even let you take pictures, this is great blackmail material." I say with a slight smile and she smiles back and then with a heavy sigh, she pushes her chair back from her desk and stands.

"I want video not just pictures." She says as she walks past me towards the door, and I simply chuckle and agree.