Thanks for the AMAZING reviews. Ok this one is gonna get a bit confusing, but will hopefully tie up a few more loose ends in the next chapter. Just let me know if there is anything you are not quite sure on, somethings I won't be able to say tho as that'll give the story away too soon!
Here's the next part!
Something then suddenly lit up in Cuddy's mind. She was so concerned about Rachel and House the thought hadn't crossed her mind until now.
"Lisa?" Lucas asked confused as she held her own confused expression. She ignored him and turned back to Wilson.
"Wilson? What the hell are you doing here?"
"What do you mean?" He asked nervously biting his bottom lip.
"You were off to New York to see your brother. You were distraught, so much in fact that you didn't even have time to drop Rachel back to me."
Lucas had wheeled up next to Cuddy's side.
"Cuddy, what's going on?"
She span back round to him. She kneeled down and affectionately wiped his face, clearing the blood about to drip in his eye. "I could ask you the same thing. How did you do this? They look like glass lacerations."
"Can we talk about it later? I feel a headache coming on."
Cuddy wanted answers from him. But right now she was more concerned with Wilson to argue in the middle of the ER with Lucas.
"OK, let's get you admitted and I'll see you in a second. Just need to sort out something." She went to kiss him on the cheek but he moved and caught her lips.
All of a sudden she felt a pang of guilt, but why she asked herself.
She pulled away and smiled at him.
"Don't be long! I need some TLC." He called after her as a nurse admitted him.
Cuddy smiled and shook her head. It was one of those fake smiles you put on, when a stranger cracks a poor joke. 24 hours ago she would have stayed by Lucas' side. But right now there were many questions and she turned back to Wilson.
"Answers!" She demanded.
"It's simple. I was on my way to the airport, stuck in awful traffic, when..." He stuttered slightly. "Foreman called me and told me what had happened. I rushed back as soon as I heard."
"But your brother... I thought he was..."
Suddenly Wilson lost his temper.
"Yes, he's dying but he has time! I thought I'd come back and check on my best friend who could have potentially been dead this very day! I thought that mattered more! Sorry for being a bastard and having to choose between my dying brother who I haven't seen in years or my ass of a best friend!"
Cuddy was shocked at his outburst, along with half of the ER. Something wasn't right, with any of this. Wilson never got angry over a simple question. And why was Lucas here! Her head was beginning to hurt. Her stomach ached with worry for Rachel, House and Lucas. She still had feelings for both of them, and that thought was making the ache in her stomach knot tightly.
"Sorry... I didn't mean to..."
"Yeah, well you did!" Wilson shouted and stormed out.
Cuddy headed straight to the children's ward. The havoc downstairs had kept her an hour, an hour she wanted to spend with her daughter.
As she walked into her room she noticed how she was giggling to herself and patting something on the bed.
"Hey sweetheart." Cuddy said approaching her daughter and giving her the biggest hug.
"Inde lure!" Rachel announced.
Cuddy looked at her unsure what she just said. But then looked down on the bed to see what Rachel had been so happy about.
A piece of paper lie of the bed saying 'Kidney Failure' and on the other side, the number three. Rachel had sneakily nabbed it without House seeing. Cuddy let out a small sad laugh as she noted it was House's handwriting.
"Inde lure!" Rachel repeated while holding up three fingers.
The pair laughed together, Cuddy's first real laugh of the day.
Wilson slammed his fist hard against the wall of his office. If House or his team had been in their office, they would have heard it.
"Shit!" He shouted in response to the pain.
He stormed over to his desk and picked up his phone, dialling the numbers angrily.
"You said he wouldn't get hurt!" He shouted down the phone. "And with Rachel in the car as well..."
There was silence as he listened to the other voice on the end of the phone.
"Bastard!" He suddenly shouted. "You can't expect me... I could tell her right now... don't you dare threaten me again... that's it, I'm out!"
Wilson hung up the phone. He slid down the side of his desk and curled up in a ball, lightly sobbing to himself.
Cuddy had stayed with Rachel until she fell asleep in her arms. She ran back down to the ER to check on House. However he was still in surgery so she headed to Lucas' room. She saw him put his phone back n his bag just before she walked in.
"Hey," She said calmly as she entered her room.
"Hey. So what do you think of the scarred look. No doubt these are going to leave a few."
"Lucas what happened?" She asked sitting down on the edge of his bed. She stroked away a few stray hairs out of his eyes.
"I was working on a job. Following the person in the car in front. All of a sudden he sped up, I followed until I noticed he ran a red light. However before I could stop, the man ran into another car and I crashed into the collision myself."
This was too much of a coincidence for Cuddy, something was out of place. She put her head in her hands and sobbed lightly.
"Lisa, what's wrong?" Lucas asked sitting up and rubbing her back gently.
She looked up at him. "The car you were following hit House's car."
Lucas gasped in surprise, but his reaction was slow. Something that hadn't gone unnoticed by Cuddy.
"He had Rachel with him."
"What?" Lucas shouted in surprise. "Why the hell did he have Rachel?" He was more angry than shocked. "I thought Wilson was looking after her."
"He was, he had an emergency. He was on his way to see his brother but came back when he heard about House."
Suddenly Cuddy's pager went off. She wiped her eyes and kissed Lucas on the cheek.
"I got to go. I'll be back soon."
He had woken up two minutes ago and ordered the nurses to not give him any narcotics. A decision he was beginning to regret. His arm was painful but bearable, his stomach throbbed and stung as he ran his hand along a line of stitches but his leg was causing him the most distress.
He asked after Rachel but no one was telling him anything. He stood up out of bed and struggled towards a wheelchair in the corner of his room and began to wheel himself towards the children's ward.
As he left his room, he heard shouting down the hall.
"I need the toilet! I'm not pissing in a bed pan when I have two very capable legs to walk to the bathroom! Even if I had no legs I'd still use the bathroom over a bed pan. Now get out of my way!" Sarah shouted at a nurse.
"Please miss, you've just had surgery, you need to get back into bed."
"She's fine, let her go." House nodded to the nurse who backed away.
"Greg!" Sarah shouted and walked towards him. "Yesterday I left you with a black eye, now look at the state of you!"
"Again, I could say the same about you."
"You bitch!" Suddenly Cuddy screamed from down the hall. She was marching towards the two of them as fast as she possible could in the heels she was wearing.
House looked behind Sarah to see Cuddy.
"Cuddy... Rachel... Is she ok?" House stuttered to say. He needed to know.
Cuddy didn't answer. As soon as she reached the two of them she slapped Sarah round the face.
"That red light you ignored almost cost my daughter's life! Not to mention my... well his!" And she pointed down to House.
"Oh god. I'm so sorry." Sarah looked back at House and then turned back to Cuddy. "I wasn't driving, it was my ex-husband. He was..."
"Cuddy!" House shouted getting her attention. She looked down towards him. "Rachel?"
"She's fine. Thank you." She said sincerely.
She knelt by his side and assessed the swelling on his face, every time she caught a glimpse of the huge bruise, her stomach flipped.
"Why we're you in the car with your ex-husband?" House asked Sarah as Cuddy looked over him. He was desperately trying to ignore the feelings bubbling inside him as Cuddy stroked his face sending chills up his spine.
"Do you two know each other?"
"Not really, we met last night in a pub." Sarah answered.
Before Sarah could answer the policeman from earlier showed up.
"Mrs. Johnson?"
"Yes, well it's Miss. Woods now."
"Sorry miss. We need to talk to you about your ex-husband."
Cuddy looked up to her. "Sorry. I didn't mean to take it out on you. When I heard that the driver ran a red light I was so..."
"It's ok. I've had worse." She half laughed.
"Nurse Murphy could you please help Miss Woods back into her room."
"I'm going for a piss first though." She told the nurse as she walked past her.
Cuddy turned back to House.
"Look at you..." She sighed. She then noticed he had no drip. "You're not on any pain relief."
"You're not a man. Contrary to what I many have spread round this hospital. We done stating the obvious." Cuddy smirked at his comment.
"How's the pain?"
"Hurts like hell."
"I can put you on some pain relief, the chances of you getting addicted..."
"Are high, and you know that. Why are you here?"
"I came to check on you. And we need to talk."
"Not now. You should go and be with Rachel."
Cuddy began to laugh gently.
"What? What's so funny?" House asked.
"You've never called her Rachel before, and in the last couple of minutes you've said her name three times."
House looked down at his lap, unsure of what to say.
"Besides, she keeps getting upset when she asks for 'Idne lure?'" Cuddy laughed.
Cuddy saw something she thought she would never see. House blush.
Cuddy stood up straight and slapped him hard on his good arm.
"OW... woman. What the hell!"
"That was for calling me a cold-hearted bitch."
She grabbed his wheelchair and wheeled him back into his room. She left him facing the bed while she sat on it.
"Ok, speak. What happened? And how do you know Sarah? Why is Wilson hiding something from me and why have you and Lucas ended up in the same car crash!"
"Lucas was in the crash?"
