A/N: Sorry it took so long for an update, I have just been busy. Anyway, I hope you guys enjoy this. Happy Reading, Huddy lovers!


Cuddy went over the date in her head a million times, but Saturday rolled round and she still didn't have the slightest idea what to expect. She had hired a babysitter, much to Emily's dismay.

"I'm fifteen, mom. I don't think I need a babysitter." Emily argued.

"No, but Abigail does." Cuddy said.

"Abigail's more trustworthy than I am, you're just afraid that I'll burn the house down." Emily said.

"I trust you, Emily. I would just feel safer if you had the supervision of an adult." Cuddy said.

"I would hardly call someone four years older than me an adult." Emily said.

"Government sees no problem with it." Cuddy said.

"Do you really wanna go there?" Emily asked, as her mother returned her question with a smirk.

"Argue all you want, there will be a babysitter here on Saturday." Cuddy said.

"Fine, but do you really have to call the position 'babysitter'? It just sounds really odd. One, I'm not a baby. And two, who would describe their job as sitting on babies?" Emily ranted, defeated.

Cuddy thought sometimes it would have been more efficient if she would have just named Emily Greg Jr instead, it fit so perfectly.

Saturday came around quickly without House so much as mentioning anything about it, except for on Friday. It wasn't out of the ordinary for House to come barging into her office without any medical cause. However, it was quite out of the ordinary for him to burst into her office to ask her what time she wanted to be picked up on Saturday.

"I was thinking around seven." House said.

She knew immediately what he was talking about.

"Seven is fine." Cuddy responded. And with that, he left her office.

Cuddy hadn't been nervous in a long time, at least not over a date. Considering the terms of this date and who the person was, Cuddy felt she had the right to feel a little nervous. She changed her outfit three times before Emily and Abigail chose their favorites. Emily, shockingly, chose the shirt with the most cleavage and Abigail chose the more conservative top. Naturally, Cuddy went for the middle ground.

"Mom, I think we should talk before you go out with dad tonight." Emily said.

"Okay." Cuddy said uneasily.

"Abigail and I feel that our family is at it's perfect capacity. I'm alright with only Abigail as a sibling, you know how I feel about sharing. So I think that it would be best if you and dad could like hold off until I go off to college. That would be best--actually, no, you're just going to be happy with me and Abigail. Because if I returned home for Christmas or something and the thing had been in my room...or you turned my room into the thing's room...well I don't know if I would feel too strongly about coming back to this place. So please, for my sake, be safe." Emily finally finished.

"Honey, it's only one date." Cuddy reassured. Not that she would mind having a third baby, the two House gave her were pretty great.

"I know, it just seems like accidental pregnancies happen with you guys quite often." Emily said.

Cuddy laughed at her daughter as she continued to get ready.

The doorbell rang and Emily and Abigail jumped to answer the door. To Emily's disappointment, it was the babysitter.

"You guys must be Emily and Abigail." She said.

"That would be us." Emily said dully.

"I'm Casey." Casey said.

"Hi, Casey. I'm Abigail." Abigail introduced.

A moment or so went by before Abigail gave Emily an expectant nudge.

"And I'm the less courteous one who makes a mess." Emily said, running to her mother's room for refuge, leaving Abigail with the babysitter.

"Were you nice?" Cuddy asked as Emily jumped on to her bed.

"As nice as I possibly could have been." Emily said.

"What a relief." Cuddy said sarcastically.

"Mom, please don't leave me here with her. She looks like an idiot." Emily whined.

"I'll be back in a few hours, I promise." Cuddy said.

The sound of the doorbell ringing made Emily jump up and run to the living room.

"Dad!...And Uncle Jimmy." Emily heard Abigail greet.

Emily stopped mid step and turned around to give her mother an update. Once back in her mother's room she took her once occupied spot on the bed and began to wonder out loud.

"Why is Uncle Jimmy here?" Emily asked.

It didn't surprise Cuddy that Wilson knew about she and House's arrangement, but it did surprise her that Wilson was in her living room.

"I don't know, Em." Cuddy said.

"Maybe he's here to chaperon your date." Emily said, amused.

"I doubt your father would want to bring Wilson along." Cuddy said.

"It's possible. Why else would he bring Wilson along?" Emily asked.

Then it struck Emily why Wilson was actually there.

"He's here to babysit." Emily said.

It made sense, she had told her dad a few days ago that Cuddy was hiring a babysitter.

"Are you ready to go?" House asked Cuddy as she made an appearance into the living room.

"Sure, should I tell the babysitter to go home?" Cuddy whispered after spotting Wilson on the piano bench beside of Abigail.

"I think Emily is already taking care of that." House said, nodding at Emily who was throwing a few twenties at Casey and telling her as politely as she could to leave.

Cuddy and House were both stifling back laughter at the sight of Casey leaving in such a hurry, only pausing to tell them goodbye.

"So can we go now?" House tried to ask casually, but Cuddy could hear the hint of pleading in his tone.

"Sure, let me just tell the girls goodbye." Cuddy said.

"Oh right, I think I'm supposed to do that too." House said, following Cuddy to where Emily was sitting.

"We'll be back soon." Cuddy said to Emily, who was flipping lazily through the channels.

"I'll see you when you get back. Remember what we talked about." Emily said, hugging her mom and then hugging her dad.

"I'll keep it mind." Cuddy said with an eye roll.

"It's all I ask." Emily said, collapsing back on the couch.

House and Cuddy made their way over to Abigail and Wilson, who sat on the piano bench. Abigail was showing off a new piece that she had learned in lessons the day before.

"Make sure that she goes to bed no later than ten." Cuddy said to Wilson.

"Okay." Wilson said, observing House and Cuddy saying goodbye to their daughter.

"Don't give Uncle Jimmy too hard of a time. Scratch that, do." House said, tousling Abigail's hair.

Abigail giggled a little at her father's goodbye while Cuddy and Wilson rolled their eyes.

"I'll be back soon, sweetheart." Cuddy said, giving her daughter a kiss on the top of her head.

"See ya, squirt." House said, laying a kiss right where Cuddy had.

Cuddy's heart constricted every time House showed affection to Emily and Abigail. She almost didn't notice when House placed his hand on her back and led her outside. Emily, however, did.

"I assume that you don't want to take Wilson's car? He still refuses to ride the bike with me, too afraid of becoming my bitch." House said.

"We can take mine." Cuddy said.

"Fine, but I'm driving." House said.

Cuddy rolled her eyes as she passed him the keys.

After a polite car conversation, House pulled into a parking lot of a very nice restaurant. They were immediately seated and given wine.

"I can't believe I agreed to do this." Cuddy said, after taking a sip of the wine that sat in front of her.

"Oh, like you could ever refuse a date with me--" House stopped the sentence he was saying abruptly. The look he had on his face was the one he usually wore when he had solved a difficult case. Except he hadn't just figured out a difficult case, he had just realized what Emily had done. She had challenged him to challenge Cuddy. Emily knew that he was better at manipulating Cuddy than she was, so she chose to manipulate the manipulator. Emily had orchestrated the entire thing and he was doing all of the legwork. It was a game of chess and she was winning.

"What?" Cuddy asked, a little worried.

"Emily is a genius." House said.

"I know that Emily is very smart, but what makes you want to call her a genius?" Cuddy asked.

"She manipulated me." House said.

Cuddy raised her eyebrows, she'd always known that Emily was more like House when it came to things like work ethic and principles. Suggesting that Emily beat him at his own game of manipulation, that was impressive.

"Emily manipulated you?" Cuddy asked.

"Yeah." House said, that was all he could say. He was dumbstruck, no one had ever outsmarted him before, ever.

Emily sat on the living room couch reading her book silently.

"The Adventures of Huckleberry Finn. That's a good book." Wilson said.

"It's okay." Emily said, folding the corner of the page she was reading down so that she could talk to Wilson.

"You know everyone in your dad's high school pegged him as--" Wilson was cut off.

"--Tom Sawyer?" Emily asked.

"Yeah, how did you know?" Wilson asked, he couldn't imagine House telling anyone this, the only reason he knew was because he found it in his yearbook.

"My English teacher calls me that all of the time. Which I consider somewhat annoying since all of the other characters seem to think that Tom is stuck up and he'll end up in hell." Emily said.

Wilson chuckled at what had just came out of Emily's mouth, and began to wonder how Emily and House were so alike without ever meeting for fifteen years.

"Is Abigail asleep?" Emily asked.

"Ye--" Wilson almost got out before he was cut off by his cell phone. "Is it okay if I take this?" He asked.

"Yeah, I'm going to bed. Night, Uncle Jimmy." Emily said, running up the stairs to her room.

"Hi, Stacy." Wilson said into the phone.

Cuddy and House's date was going just how House had planned. Cuddy was smiling at all of the right times to smile and laughing at all of the appropriate times to laugh. God, he had forgotten how Lisa made him feel. It was like they were back in college again.

Leaving the restaurant, House honestly wondered if she would break the deal. Sure, most of the time he was very sure of himself, but Cuddy was sure of herself most of the time too. He could care less about the clinic duty, this date had been worth it. They were outside of his apartment now.

"I guess I would be a bad date if I didn't walk you to the door?" Cuddy asked.

"And I'm crippled, highly impolite." House said.

Cuddy gave him his signature eye roll, melting his heart.

"You could come in, you know." House said at the door.

"I don't think so, House." Cuddy said.

"Fine, I'll settle for a kiss goodbye." House said.

"I think you may be pushing it." Cuddy said.

"Hey, this is a date. I know for a fact that you give even lousy kisses goodnight kisses. Remember Brad Wilhelm?" House asked.

Cuddy chuckled at the memory of her awful date with Brad Wilhelm in college.

It was House that finally went in for the kiss. Leaning down to meet her lips, that's when everything started to click. Click like it did in college, and click like it did before Stacy. It was in this moment that he remembered why he loved being the Greg in 'Greg and Lisa'. She stood on her tip-toes, which he had to give her kudos for in heels. The kiss was soft at first, sort of a polite way of saying 'you know, I like you, you like me. We should get things started.' Then it got a little more passionate, a little too passionate to keep in the hall.

"I think we should take this inside." Cuddy said.

House smirked as he unlocked the door to his apartment. Once the door was open, he led her inside with his hand located on the small of her back, wondering if he should offer her a drink before he ripped those clothes right off of her.

"Greg? I...oh. Sorry." A voice from his couch said.

There were few times in his life that House could honestly say he was surprised, this was one of them.

"Stacy, what the hell are you doing here?" He asked coldly, refusing to let go of the firm grip he had around Cuddy's waist.


A/N: I knew the story had to have a little conflict, Stacy seemed like a good pick since the story is set around season 2. I honestly am not sure where to go from here, suggestions would be amazing. REVIEW, please, it keeps me motivated to keep going.