Let It Be
The three of them headed home and had a nice dinner. Freddie told House and Cuddy loved going to a school were all the kids were blind. After dinner, House went to go take a shower.
"So why did Greg really get punched today?" Freddie asked Cuddy as he helped with the dishes.
"A patient got mad at him," Cuddy said. "Sometimes you can't avoid patients like him."
"Is Greg okay?" Freddie asked.
"Yeah," Cuddy said. "He is a really tough guy."
"He must be to handle his leg pain," Freddie said.
"It is a struggle, but he does it," Cuddy said. "He has actually gotten a lot better since we started dating."
"That is because he has you now to help him deal with it," Freddie said. "He is lucky to have you."
"Thank you," Cuddy said. "After today, I really needed a comment like that."
"I am I could help you feel better," Freddie said. While they were talking, the phone started to ring.
"Will you get that?" Cuddy asked Freddie. Freddie went to the phone and answered it.
"Is Dr. House there?" The man on the phone asked.
"He is unable to come to the phone right now," Freddie said. "If you give me your name and number, I can have him call you."
"Is he too busy doing your mom?" The man asked.
"Pardon me?" Freddie asked. Cuddy turned and looked at Freddie when she heard the confused tone in his voice.
"Or is your mom too busy doing someone else to do him?" The man asked.
"Are you some kind of pervert or something?" Freddie asked. Cuddy walked over and took the phone out of Freddie's hand.
"Who is this?" Cuddy asked.
"Good to hear that you are not on your back, Dr. Cuddy," Orlando said.
"We have already called the cops on you to get a restraining order," Cuddy said. "You better leave us alone."
"You two too good to talk to a poor man like me?" Orlando asked.
"It has nothing to do with how much money you have," Cuddy said. "It has to do with you hitting my fiancée and calling me a slut."
"Like I don't know how you got your job," Orlando said. "I am sure that it had a lot to do with you bouncing up and down on the donors." Cuddy slammed the phone down.
"Are you okay, Lisa?" Freddie asked. "Who was that?"
"That was the patient from earlier," Cuddy said. "Freddie, go to your room and do your homework."
"The dishes aren't finished yet," Freddie said.
"House will help me finish them," Cuddy said.
"Okay," Freddie said.
House was in the shower soaping his chest when Cuddy flung open the shower curtain.
"I am so relieved that you are not standing there with a knife," House said.
"Orlando called," Cuddy said.
"What?" House asked.
"The guy is insane, House," Cuddy said. "He is starting to worry me."
"Everything will be okay," House said. "I'll talk to the cops and work everything out."
"I don't want to leave Freddie home alone in the house," Cuddy said. "I don't know what this guy is capable of doing."
"I think he is just messing with us," House said. "I think it is a game to him."
"I don't want to play this game with him," Cuddy said.
"I know," House said. "Don't let him get to you."
"Okay," Cuddy said. Cuddy grabbed the washcloth out of House's hand. "You missed a spot." Cuddy placed the washcloth on House's groin.
"You want to wash it for me?" House asked.
"No," Cuddy said. "I have to go finish the dishes."
"You can't do both?" House asked.
"I am not washing that before I was my dishes," Cuddy said.
"Then go wash the dishes and hurry back," House said. "I will make sure that it still needs plenty of cleaning when you come back."