A/N: Sorry about the cliffhanger ending on the last chapter, it was just the best way to get into this one. So read on! And review!

Greg knocked on her door. When she called for him to come in, he opened it and stuck his head into her living room. Puzzled that she wasn't on the couch he walked into the shared bedroom and found her sitting on her bed, staring at her hands. "Hey." He said with a grin.

"Hey." He could tell she was trying to be upbeat.

"What's going on?"
"Nothing."

"Lisa."

She sighed. "Erik and I broke up."
"Oh." He sat down next to her on the bed. "Why?"
"I don't really want to talk about it."

"Okay." He got up and started walking around the room looking at everything. "Did you break up with him, or did he break up with you?"
"I ended it."

"Ah." He was walking along reading all the titles of her books. "He must have done something really god-awful for you to break up with him. You were pretty smitten there for a while. I mean just two days ago..." As he turned and looked at her he realized Lisa's whole face had crumpled. "Oh, Lisa."

"I'm sorry. I just can't help it."

"Is this the first time you've cried about this?"

"Yes."

He sat down next to her and put his arm around her. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said that. It was pretty insensitive of me to bring up how much you liked him right after you broke up with him." She buried her face in his shoulder. "Have you called your mom?"

"No. I don't want to bother her."

"Trust me, she wouldn't think you were bothering her. She'd understand."

"I know, I just can't make myself do it. I don't want to admit it to her just yet."

"Why not?"
"I'm ashamed of the whole situation."

"Why?"

"He, uh...he, kind of...you know...um..."

Greg pulled away slightly. "Cheated on you?"
She turned away from him and buried her face in her hands with a muffled, "mmhmm."

Greg stood up and started pacing the space between the two beds, "That rat bastard!" He ran a hand through his hair, "I can't believe he did that!"

"It's not your fault Greg." Lisa finally looked up at him, watching him walk around the room.

"But if I hadn't ever introduced you..."

"Greg! It's really not your fault." She sighed and looked down at the floor. "I don't even know who the girl is."

He stopped and knelt down in front of her. "Then how did you find out?"

She sighed again, "I found her underwear in his room."

"Well...that doesn't mean..."

Lisa cut him off, "And her bra on a lamp in the living room, and a condom in the bathroom trash, two coffee cups in the sink, 3 cigarette butts in a saucer, an empty bottle of wine on the coffee table, and an empty bottle of tequila on the nightstand. Erik lives alone, so unless somebody broke into his apartment and had sex, there's no other way to explain it."

He sat back and looked up at the brunette. "I'm sorry Lisa, if I hadn't introduced you guys, none of this would have happened."
She chuckled slightly, "You meant well."

He chuckled too, "I'm still sorry."

"I know." Lisa slid down onto the floor with him and Greg wrapped his arms around her.

"So are you coming out with Jimmy and me tonight?"
Laughing, she pulled away, "Yeah, I'll be there."

---House---

The three had reclaimed their table in the back corner by the bar, rather than the booth they had been sitting at before; the trio was oddly silent this evening. Lisa was intent on peeling the label off her beer bottle, Jimmy was staring at the mirror over the beer, while Greg watched the people in the bar. Finally, Greg spoke, "I can't believe he did that!"

Jimmy groaned and put his head on the table, while Lisa closed her eyes momentarily. "Greg, there was no way you could have known."
"Yeah but..."

"Seriously!" Lisa was finally losing it.

"Come on Greg." Jimmy sighed, sat up and put his hands over his face. "The only person getting blamed in this situation is Erik and the skank he slept with. None of us are at fault, not for setting Lisa and Erik up, not for dating Erik, not for trusting Erik, none of it. Alright? Everybody good now?"

All three sighed, and returned to their previous positions.

---House---

When Lisa got home from the bar that night there was a message on the answering machine from Erik, asking her to call him. She forced herself to wait until the next morning and reluctantly dialed the number she knew by heart. He picked up on the first ring and she knew he had been waiting by the phone. The first words out of her mouth were, "What?"

He paused, "I need to talk with you."

"We're talking now."

"No, face-to-face. I really need to see you."

"Erik..."

"Listen Lisa, I need to tell you some things, and it can't be over the phone."

"Erik..."

"Please Lisa. Please."

She hesitated just long enough that he knew she was giving in. "Please."

"Thirty minutes Erik. That's all the time you're getting from me."

"Meet me at the diner, tonight, 6:30. I get off work just before that."

"Fine."

---

Lisa made sure she was late to the diner, rolling in at 6:45. As was proper in the cheated-on girlfriend role, she looked fabulous. She took slight pride in his nervous look as she floated into the seat opposite him. He fidgeted with his napkin, "Do you want to order anything?"

"No. I want to leave."

"Fair enough." The tension was thick enough to cut. "I need to tell you something."
"Apparently."

"About the girl who I..."

"I don't want to know." Lisa's calm slipped slightly. "I don't want to know anything about that skank."

"But..."
"No!" She rose slightly from her seat, ready to leave as he grabbed her wrist.

"Please? Hear me out?"

She slightly pursed her lips in a look that would be perfected by the time House worked at her hospital. "What did you want to tell me?"

"I think you should know that I never meant to do this. I never meant to hurt you."

She sighed, "Get on with it Erik, or I'm leaving."

He fidget for a few seconds before blurting out, "I slept with Anna."

All of the sudden, she couldn't breathe. "Anna."

"Yeah..."

"My roommate, Anna."

"Yeah..."

Ever so slowly the blood drained out of her face. "I...I don't...I need to go."

"Lisa." She got up and fled the diner, walking down the street to the bar, where Jimmy found her.

He sat on the bar stool next to her, and asked for a beer. He took in the empty shot glasses sitting in front her and sighed, "Hard night?"

"I talked to Erik."

"Well that's reason enough for hard liquor. How many have you had?"

"I lost count."

"Lisa..."

"He slept with Anna."

"Your roommate?"

"Yup, my roommate." She threw down the shot in front of her.

"Seriously, how many have you had?"

"Ten, eleven, something like that."

"Lisa, you really shouldn't be drowning your feelings..."

"Jimmy."

"Yes?"

"Shut up, and join me." She motioned for two more shots and after they were set down, she popped one.

Jimmy sighed and then threw it down gasping at the burn. It was going to be a long evening.