Chapter Ten - Silent night

Of course there will be rumours tomorrow morning. As soon as they were outside, they all started talking. The nurses working on the morning shift told them that she saw them coming in together and that's something really unusual and they weren't even fighting or something else.

They all noticed that it was very quiet today, hardly no arguments on the floor, no angry Cuddy who calls them to ask for House and they saw House in clinic without being forced.

Yes, they all knew that there was something. Or at least, they think to know something.

Brenda told them that she saw them together in a patients room and they loooked very peaceful and they were both smiling.

That must be before Lynda saw them walking through the hall together later in the evening she'd already wondered about seeing them together again and seemed to be peaceful, both! Maybe it's because of christmas, but they were smiling at each other in a different way.

And then, she saw them walking up into her office and she heard no screams and yellings at it took them a lot of time to come out again and the look on her face was unmistakeable.

Yes, Lynda seems to know it all and she smiles to herself not to the imagination of them having a relationship but more to the fact that she would tell it the others in the morning and then it'll spread through the hospital within seconds.

„You mind taking my car?" he asks and she's surprised for a second.

„No, sure it's great" she says and waits until he unlocked it to take seat at the passengers site.

She leans back with closed eyes and laughs, she doesn't even care where he takes her if she's with him.

He looks at her while he drives across the Street to his home and smiles. She looks so beautiful and this is probably the most wonderful christmas he ever had. Sure, the evenings he spent with Wilson were nice, but with her, it's special.

„There we are" he says and stops the car. They kept sitting in the car for a few seconds and he asks:
„Are you okay?"
„I've never been better," she answers and they get out of the car into the cold christmas night. She follows him up to his apartment and remembers the last time she's been there. It must be years ago she thinks and it had been a mess and it was maybe a short time after Stacy left.

He starts to open the door and he says:"I'm sorry, it doesn't look much like christmas... I don't like all that stuff!"

She steps in and all she sees is a clean, tidied up apartment. His Piano standing on the other side of the room and she sees small lights standing close to the window, one on the table and his Piano and it's wonderful. She loves it.

„It's great..."

„You think so?"

„Too much is bad and this is wonderful."

He takes her jacket and puts it aside.

„Have a seat wherever you want. You want something to drink?"

„Yes, that would be nice" she says and follows him into the kitchen. She doesn't want to sit now.

„Well, I got beer, water and wine." he says.

„Wine is nice" she says.
„I think so" he answers and she takes the two glasses he handles her and places them on the counter in front of her.

„You mind...?" he asks, handling her the bottle also.

„Of course not" Cuddy says and takes the bottle to fill the glasses.

„I don't know what to think about it, but I'm hungry. The last time I ate was around afternoon."

„So you're not the only one."
„What do you wanna eat?" he asks her and turns around, standing close to her and she didn't even mind to get out of the way.

„I don't care, something easy and quick. You got pasta?"
„Sure. So we'll have pasta for Diner, that's great."

„How can I help you?" she asks and handles him the glass of wine and takes a sip.

„You're not doing anything, I'll do it tonight. No discussions now."
„I wouldn't even think about it" Lisa says in a low voice with a smile.

She sits on the counter, with legs crossed and the glass of wine in her hands and watches him cooking diner.
No one would ever believe this if she would tell it someone. She almost couldn't believe it by herself. At first it felt unbelieveable, like a blurred dream and then it got more colours with every day and now it's vivid. She's not in a dream anymore. Her dream is about to become true slowly.

She watches him in silence, looks at his hands, and his face and it feels like she meets a new person. Someone she meets for the very first time. He's suddenly so different. He almost appears to be a gentleman and she loves that. She loves him more with every moment that passes by.

Greg knows that she's watching him and it makes him a bit nervous and he couldn't understand that.

He hardly gets nervous, not in front of her, but this is not the person he meets at work every day. Not the one he fights with, not the one who yells at him, because he annoyed her or fucked up something. She's not stressed because of work, now she's someone else.

She's relaxed and looks happy and no one would come between them, whatever will happen. No ducklings who want something, no patients or damn calls and he can't runaway so easily, because it's his home. Or of course he could, but he doesn't want to.

Not with Lisa Cuddy at home. She looks so beautiful and knows that she's teasing him and she really enjoys this. Sitting there with her legs crossed and her black skirt that apparently slide a bit higher and still she didn't move an inch to let him walk by just to feel his body close to her own and he doesn't even bother about this.

„So, it'll be ready soon" he says and drinks some wine.

„I'll lay the table" she says. He showed her where to find the plates and crockers and she wents into the living room to lay the table and suddenly she couldn't decide whether to sit beside each other or in front of each other. It took her a short time to take the decision and so she puts the plates in front of each other, this would make the evening a bit more exciting she thinks and smiles to herself.

She so wants to kiss him right now, but it would be more fun to wait a bit and she likes to play this game that's so different from her usual ones and she's sure as hell that he'll give in.

Everything looks perfect she thinks and places the candle standing there almost in the middle. She really liked the atmosphere in here since she stepped inside. The light is dimmed and the brightest one comes out of the kitchen.

She takes a deep breath and walks back in the kitchen where everything seems to be finished.

„I take these" she says and brings their plates to the table, followed by the glasses and of course the rest of the bottle.

They sit down and start to eat and then he asks: „You like it?"
„It tastes wonderful!"
„Thanks, I tried my best... thanks to my mum."
„Never thought you could cooking..."

„Prejudices..." he says and she laughs by the look on his face.

„Sorry..." she says still laughing and looking on her plate.

„It's okay... should I be true? This is the only thing I can cook!"

She raises her head and looks in his eyes and she sees that he's smiling.

„Really?
„No" he answers.

„But I this would be the only on, it's perfect though."

„I aprreciate that" he answers and they fall back in silence, eating and enjoying the presence of each other, watching at each other short with shy glances until their eyes finally meet.

She takes another sip of wine and she could feel that this wasn't her first one, when she noticed him watching her. And so she does with a smile and you could almost feel the tension between them.

He would love to stand up and kiss her right now but he noticed what she did and he gives in with pleasure.

„You think someone's ever going to believe this?" he asks in a low voice not breaking the eye contact.

„No, not until do." she whispers. „Do you think so?"

„I think they won't not in the first time, they'll think we're kidding them and they won't really belive what's going on."
„And what is going on?" she asks and knows exactly what's going on.

„What do you want?" he asks her.

„Find out" she whispers back and he smiles.

After another while she asks:
„You still wanna eat something?"

„No, you?"
„No, that was enough, thanks."

Minutes later, she's sitting on the counter again and dries the plates he gives her and when she stands up to put them back where they belong, she's standing close to him again. Slowly, she lays her head on his back and he turns around, their faces touching ech other and he whispers:
„I already figured it..."
„Then show me..." she answers and he walks out of the room. She stays there a few seconds, closing her eyes while she tries to realize what was going on and leaves the kitchen when she hears him playing the piano.

He watches her walking in while he plays a song she can't remember and when she sits down on the sofa beside him, and listens to his wonderful play, outside it's snowing heavily.

She's completly lost in her thoughts when she hears him playing silent night and she feels really sentimental. She already loved this song when she was a child, it has something familiar and it makes her weak and he knows this too.

She puts her glass on the piano and he turns around to see her coming nearer and she reaches out to lay a hand in his neck to pull him closer and kisses him finally.

He gives in immediately and leans forward to join her on the sofa. She sits on his legs, careful not to hurt his bad one but he wouldn't even care about that now and their bodies are becoming one slowly while they share long, passionate kisses. She frowns for a moment when she feels his cold hands on her naked skin on her back and a gooseflesh spreads on her body fast.

She cups his face with both hands and looks in his eyes before kissing him one more and he loves the feeling of her weight pressing him into the sofa. She moans soft when he starts to kiss her neck

and she pulls of his shirt and throws it to the side.

Their bodies fit together perfectly when they lay down and she closes her eyes when he begins to kiss her neck down to her sternum, opening her blouse slowly, one hand resting on her waist.

„Just to make it clear, I won't carry you to the bedroom..." he says and she starts to laugh.

„I know where it..." she says in a seductive low voice and starts to walk to the bedroom slowly, her blouse landing on the floor while she's walking...