I want to send an thank you beta yoeman.prince. Happy readings!

Two days later...

Near the kingdom was an park. The bright hot sun beat down on four collective heads. House, Cuddy, Foreman and Candace sat in a close circle, watching everything go by until Cuddy's voice drew their attention away from the view.

'What do you call this place?' she asked wiping the sweat from her brow.

'What?' they all said, a little surprised by her question and slightly confused.

'Back at the hospital you called this place "somewhere." But somewhere, isn't a proper name, so what is it called?' Cuddy questioned.

'Crown City,' Foreman answered absently as his gaze returned to the scenery.

'It's beautiful,' Cuddy sincerely replied. The sun's intense rays only magnified the splendor of their surroundings.

'Well, there's more to Crown City than just beauty' Candace said flippantly.

'What do you mean?' Cuddy asked absently slipping her hand into House's.

'While some mortals do live here, Crown City's foundations are based on magic. It is told that one of our ancestors found and built this place.' House answered. 'You didn't really think mortals could construct something so awesome,' he added with a snide glance just to see if he could rile her up a bit, but she continued unperturbed.

'How did the people without magic get here?' Cuddy asked naively.

'Love,' Foreman responded dreamily looking at Candace. She blushed and leaned over kissing him. Meanwhile House steeled a glance down at his hand which had become intertwined with Cuddy's. Something about her—them was different. He couldn't quite put his finger on it, not that this was a bad thing. Before looking up he caught sight of something strange on Cuddy's right wrist. His mind whirled. On her pale skin the image of a star with two circles around it shone in the sunlight. It was the marking that was told of in the prophecy. The circles danced and their position in turn caused the star to appear as if it was spinning.

'Cuddy, your wrist.' House's voice was harsh with surprise and disbelief. His statement brought four pairs of eyes to exam the wrist near his own.

'Yes, House that is my wrist or articulatio radiocarpalis,' Cuddy said. 'I have two in fact.' She continued raising her free arm for show, her annoyance apparent in her expression. He looked back down at her wrist and gently ran his fingers over it, though nothing was there. He knew what he had seen: it was the marking of his forever love.

'It was the marking of my forever love,' House almost whispered.

'Impossible.' Lisa stared at him boldly, annoyance building from his early antic. 'Like I said to the queen, our children have inherited your powers.' Then slowly as if talking to a small child, 'I don't have any. Greg, I'm mortal.' Cuddy said stressing the word mortal hoping he would get that through his thick skull. House and his amazing powers of observation did manage to pick up on the sadness in her last phrase. If it were true, then she would not be around for the rest of his life…but he didn't allow those thoughts to cloud the outrage he felt at her unwillingness to trust his word.

'Lisa I know what the fuck I saw.' House yelled and everyone turned to him. 'What!?' he asked at the row of disapproving faces only to be met by the small yet forceful hand of Lisa Cuddy as she smacked him upside the head.

'Don't use that language near me while I'm pregnant with your children. It would be better if you never used it at all.' Then more to herself, 'But look who I'm talking to? Remember your grandmother's words magic is powerful which means that they,' she gestured at her stomach, 'could probably understand. Maybe something's haven't change House.' Cuddy said standing up and walking away disappointed and visibly distraught.

'You had to go and screw it up.' Candace accused bitterly, glaring ferociously at her brother.

'Candy, I know what the fuck I saw.' House shouted in his defense.

'You have a foul mouth. She's right, you know she is. The babies could probably understand you,' Foreman concluded.

'Well if it isn't Dr. Foreman the know-it-all.' House said getting up in disgust—partially with himself, but mostly with his former fellow. Black smoke started to incase him like a cloud and when the smoke cleared House was gone.

'They both got problems.' Candace stated somewhat despondently.

'Please. You think that's bad? You should see them at work.' Foreman said.

Later that night...

Cuddy was in bed reading a book when House walked in. He made his way over to the bed and sat down next to her.

He began running his hands up and down her legs but she pretended not to notice, or care.

'You still mad?' House asked praying to the powers that be, she was still the same forgiving sop he thought she was.

'No,' Cuddy said defeated as she closed the book and placed it on the nightstand.

'Look I'm sorry.' He sure didn't sound sorry. 'But I know what I saw.' House paused before daring to continue. He only hoped what he said wouldn't push her further away. 'Maybe you are my forever love Lisa. And maybe that scares you,' House finished with his head still down.

'Yes. Of course it scares me, Greg.' That caused him to look up. Seeing the hurt in his eyes she quickly continued, 'I mean, here I am my entire life thinking I am just a normal person and now, now…' She took a deep breath. Saying this out loud was harder than she thought it would be, 'I'm probably not normal. It's a lot to take in, Greg. I'm okay with you having special powers, HECK even our kids but me? That's just a little too much,' she said shaking her head. 'What makes you so sure you saw the sign anyhow? It could have just been the heat,' Cuddy offered.

'Maybe,' House returned skeptically though he didn't want to pursue the argument further.

'You coming to bed?'

'Yeah,' House said taking off his shoes and sliding into bed beside Cuddy. She turned into his arms. House smiled as he narrowed the distance kissing Lisa firmly on the lips.

'I love you,' Cuddy said after a moment and then began kissing back.

'You what!?' House pulled away in shock, checking for any hint of seriousness in her eyes.

'I said I love, stupid.' Then she sighed deeply, 'I know you're probably not ready to say it,' Cuddy snuggled closer, 'but that's okay.'

'Really?' House returned.

'Yeah.' she mumbled and House kissed her again, this time on her forehead.

'Go to sleep.'

'Hmmm,' hummed into his arm while she rested her hand over his heart. House place one of his hands on top of hers, the other embraced around her waist.

'Goodnight,' House whispered softly.

'Night,' Cuddy returned and they fell asleep in each other arms.

6:30 A.M

House was now lying on his side, his back to Cuddy. He thought maybe Cuddy had gotten up and gone downstairs or something because the mattress felt lighter. He sat up from the bed and put his head in his hands. Moments later he got up and walked out the room just to see that all the lights were turned off in the kingdom. He knew he wasn't crazy and he knew it wasn't ruddy likely that she would walk anywhere total darkness. He turned back into the room and stopped short of the bed seeing Cuddy levitating in her sleep. He wanted to shout then and there proclaiming that he was right, but on second thought waking her when she was four feet in the air probably wasn't wise, even if she was just above a mattress. He knew he wasn't crazy. So he left to get the others, witnesses. She might not believe him, but she couldn't deny it if everyone else saw it too! When he came back he would slowly wake Cuddy and explain to her why she was levitating.

As he stole down the steps pleased with his analysis of the situation completely unaware that in the darkness of the bedroom there stood a figure.