I'm so excited for you guys to read this chapter I'm shaking. I was up until 4 in the morning writing it so you BETTER leave reviews! Also, you might have to wait for the next chapter because I don't think I'll be writing it tonight, BUT if I do, I'll post it. ANYWAY Enjoy. ^-^
December 21, 2009
House propped his legs on Wilson's desk as he waited for him to return from his usual weekly lunch with Cuddy.
"Oh you're going to love this." He heard Wilson say as he shut the door besides him.
"What? What am I going to love?"
"Apparently, things with Lucas aren't going so well."
House sat up a little straighter at this.
"Details Jimmy, Details."
"Apparently, he's not as reliable as she thought he was. That's all she was willing to tell me."
"Damn it."
House knew Wilson was holding out on him. He had to be. Cuddy told him everything, there was no way she was only going to tell him that. Not even bothering to press him for more information, House walked out of Wilson's office. So things with Lucas weren't going well… He didn't know how to feel about that. Of course he couldn't help but feel relieved at the possibility that Cuddy would be single again soon, but he also couldn't help but wonder how Cuddy was handling it. She had never been great with relationships. In the twenty years he had known her, he had watched every romantic relationship she had crash and burn. It amazed him how easily she was back to normal when they did end, but he knew that deep inside, when another of her relationships ended, the little hope she had of getting married and finally settling down faded. He found it hard to understand how she hadn't settled down yet. Obviously it wasn't her, it was the men she dated. She was the best thing a man could ask for, smart, sexy, independent. He supposed he was lucky that she HADN'T settled down. It would've lowered his chances with her to none. Wanting to hear for himself how her current relationship was going, he decided to make a quick detour at her office. Of course, it wasn't really a detour considering the fact that her office was on the first floor and he was on the fourth.
Cuddy watched from her desk as House made his way through the clinic and towards her office.
"How are ya Cuddles?" He asked as he let himself in. Cuddy knew exactly why he was there. Wilson had obviously told him what she had said about her relationship with Lucas not being what she expected it to be, which was entirely true. She had expected him to be reliable. She had expected him to be mature. He was the complete opposite of both things. He slept all day
and worked all night. There were days where she wouldn't see him until she was about to leave for work. She hated sleeping alone when she was in a relationship. She hated the fact that he wasn't home when she NEEDED him to be home. Not to mention the fact that when they did get some time together it didn't last long. She needed someone who would be around when she wanted them to be.
"I'm fine... Why are you asking?"
"Oh nothing. Just thought I'd stop by to see how you were doing... We haven't really had much interaction in the last month."
Cuddy considered his words for a moment. It was true, she and House had barely spoken since Rachel's birthday party. She'd been up to her neck in end of the year reports and he'd just had case after case after case. She hadn't realized it until now.
"Oh.. Well, how're you House? How's your leg?" She always asked about his leg. She had no idea why, but she always did.
"It might have to do with the fact that it's partly your fault his leg is like that..." She thought to herself. She pushed the thought away. House might have caused her pain in the past, but it was never anything bad enough to make him deserve the infarction he suffered.
"I've been better. My leg's as good as it'll ever be." He responded patting it.
"Well that's good to hear.. "
"Yup." House replied awkwardly. "I'll see you around Cuddy."
"Hey House?"
"Yeah?"
"Merry Christmas."
Cuddy wondered what he would be doing for Christmas.
"Probably going to Wilson's." She thought as he exited. She herself had no plans for the holiday. Lucas would be out of town for work so she and Rachel would be spending Christmas alone. Not that bothered her though. The more quality time she got with her little girl the better.
House stalked back into Wilson's office.
"Find anything out?"
"No."
"I could've told you that she wouldn't tell you anything. It's Cuddy for god's sake. She doesn't tell her own mother anything. What makes you think she'd tell you something?"
"She tells you everything."
"That's because I'm the best friend she tells everything to. YOU'RE the best friend she loves to annoy to no end."
House considered this for a moment. It was true. Even for him Wilson was the best friend he told everything to and Cuddy was the one he loved to annoy. Their friendship had always been that way. Although he hardly told Wilson everything. He wasn't one to tell people how he felt. Therapy was for that. He didn't need to tell Wilson every aspect of what he was feeling.
"You're right."
"Of course I am." Wilson conceded.
House rolled his eyes.
"Now what?"
"Now wait and see how much longer her relationship lasts."
December 22, 2009
Cuddy stood in front of her closet, contemplating on what to wear for her date with Lucas. He'd told her to dress nicely because he had something special planned. She rolled her eyes. Knowing him, special probably meant a cheap bottle of wine and dinner at his apartment, which although he had moved in with her, she was glad he hadn't given up in case she finally did decide to end their relationship. In the past month, she'd realized that she
was falling more and more in love with House.
Ever since that conference in Newark, she's realized that he really had changed. He'd become so much more reliable. Then there was Rachel's birthday and the piano. She could hardly conceal it anymore. Sighing, she grabbed her favorite skirt and a her pink sweater throwing it on before glancing at the clock. It was six. Her sitter would be there soon. Lucas had told her he'd come by for her at six thirty.
"Hello gorgeous." Lucas said as Cuddy got into his car. She smiled before he leaned in for a kiss.
"He needs to shave."
"So where are we going?"
"Dinner. At that restaurant you love so much."
House sat in his living room sipping on a can of coke, waiting for his pizza to arrive. He had nothing better to do. Wilson was out of town visiting his brother Danny, so that left him his Christmas vacation free to do as he pleased.
Dinner with Lucas was going astonishingly well. For the first time since they'd started dating it wasn't awkward, although Cuddy did notice that he was a little jittery.
"Are you alright?" She asked wondering why on earth he was fidgeting somuch.
"Yeah.. I'm fine." Lucas responded.
"Okay then.." She took a sip of her wine.
"Lisa, I have something to ask you."
"Yes?"
Before she knew it, Lucas was down on one knee.
"OH MY GOD NO." She thought to herself trying not to panic. There was no way he could possibly be proposing to her.
"Will you marry me?"
"Oh my god. What the fuck am I supposed to say?" She heard the song that was playing in the background and her heart clenched. It was the song she and House had danced to oh so many years ago.
She knew what she had to do.
WELL THEN! I have two questions for you, what was the song, and What do you think she's going to do?
