ok this chapter is pretty much a filler chapter, incredibly silly, but in my late night thinking brain when i wrote this, it was funny.

this is pretty much the insight, a small one to Cuddy and Stella's mother daughter relationship... its not one of my better chapters, but i still find it entertaining, and you might too. Next chapter, House grills Wilson...

"What was all that about?" Cuddy asked as they pulled away from the hospital.

"What was all what about?"

"Oh, ok so we're back to answering questions with questions?"

"I don't know! Do you think that we should go back to answering questions with questions?"

"Stella-"

"Mom-"

They both looked at each other while waiting for the light to turn green.

"What did you tell them?"

"I told them that James and I did the nasty on in the clinic for all to see."

"You didn't!"

"We're still going with the questions?"

"Tell me you didn't"

"That we didn't do the nasty or that I didn't tell them that we did?"

"That you didn't- Stella! Just answer the question!"

"We didn't do the nasty, but I did tell Chase and Foreman that we did. But then I told them what really happened, whether they believe me or not is their choice."

Cuddy shook her head, back one day, and already her daughter was stirring the pot.

For the next half hour, the car was filled with general chit chat and the continuation of the 'My radio station so kicks your radio station's butt cheeks" War, as they made their way home.

"Stella, why is there are huge van parked outside the house?"

"Oh! I called them while I was hiding in the bathroom, they're bringing my stuff, so that we don't have to go down. Gran organized it."

"You need a Van to bring all your stuff?"

"8 months mom, 8 months." She calmly reminded her as she slid out the car.

Cuddy opened the door for the movers, as her eyes bulged at the 4 no, 6 suitcases that were being brought in.

"It's the second room to the left, on the second floor!" Stella called out as she came to stand beside her mother.

"6 suitcases!" Cuddy looked at her incredulously

"3 of them were littler! They're not all clothes, I needed one for shoes and gifts, and um…stuff."

"What about all your old stuff? None of this is going to fit in your wardrobe!"

"I'll just donate then to St Vincent's and the Salvation Army."

Cuddy put a hand to Stella's forehead.

"Are you sure you're feeling alright, you're talking about giving away clothes."

"I know! I'm being all selfless, it's such a strange feeling. I'm so used to being selfish."

Cuddy laughed "You've never been selfish, spoilt, but never selfish. Now lets get inside before Mrs. Peterson comes around.

The movers had left, and Cuddy went to upstairs to change out of her work clothes, while Stella did the same.

"Hey mom!" Stella called out as she entered the master bedroom in a pair of shorts and a tank top.

"I'm in the bathroom!"

"How's about we scrap the whole lasagna idea and order take out?" she called out as she surveyed the immaculate bedroom.

"What about the welcome home dinner?"

"I don't really feel like making anything, and I'd rather just sit down with a carton of take out and talk, maybe unpack some things."

"I was hoping you'd say that."

Stella jumped on the bed and found that she wasn't bouncing quite as much.

"Did you get a new mattress?"

Bounce, bounce, bounce

"Yep, the old one was getting a bit less springy and worn."

Bounce

Thud

Cuddy rushed out the bathroom, and found Stella sprawled out on the floor with a disgusted look on her face, pulling the covers with her as she fell. Cuddy laughed as she untangled the sheets from around her and pulled her to her feet.

"Get your mind out of the gutter! And for you unwanted information, the last 'sleepover' I had was 4 months ago."

"Eeew Mom!"

"What I'm not allowed to date?"

"You're not allowed to tell me stuff like that!"

They were both staring at the bed in silence, thinking separate thoughts, when Stella spoke again.

"So your last 'sleepover' was 4 months ago. When did you get the mattress?"

"2 months ago." Cuddy looked at her, a little confused.

"Excellent!" Stella declared as she dove back onto the bed and wriggled around, trying to make it bounce.

"Oooh…it's like a cloud, I'm sinking!" Cuddy laughed and joined her on the bed.

"Besides from being incredibly comfortable, it's actually VERY good for your back, and it ensures that you have a very good nights sleep." Cuddy recited what the saleslady had said to her.

Stella scoffed "Did you get sucked in by the shopping channel again?"

"I'm serious! That whole sinking thing, is because the mattress is all foam and some other technical stuff. My point is you literally do feel as if you're sleeping on a cloud."

"Mmm cloud." Stella murmured dreamily and continued to bounce around on the bed.

"Hey! Go bounce on your own bed! I've got take-away joints to call."

"But moom… I've never bounced or slept on a cloud before!"

"Well go try it out in your own room. I ordered one for you too."

Stella opened her eyes, and looked across at Cuddy,

"You did! Thanks Mom!" giving her a quick peck on the cheek she ran off to bounce on her 'cloud'.

Silence

"Hey mom! Have you ever 'done it' on a cloud before?"

"You're incorrigible!" Her only answer was hysterical giggles.

oh yeah...The cloud is true! Lol, My nana got one delivered the other day, and its SUPER comfy...and you cant bounce on it...it just wont bounce!

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