It's been almost a week...But please, don't kill me, I'm still young and have a whole life still ahead of me!

The main reason for the delay was Mamma Mia! The movie.

Being a musical freak, and a huge Meryl Streep fan, I freaked out because I couldn't find a chance to go and watch the movie, so I was in a terrible mood to write. Then I went to watch it, and I had to recover, for I wanted to go and watch it again and again and again...but I didn't. THEN I slapped myself and came back to my senses, calming down. I'm going to watch it again on Wednesday. Life is good.


Cuddy came out of the bathroom feeling rather suspicious and intrigued. Now fully dressed, she was ready to face this odd, rare situation she was in. She made her way to the living room only to find House standing up, the Thai food boxes on the table in front of the couch.

"You're not staying?" – She asked, a hint of disappointment in her voice.

"I said I was bringing you lunch, I didn't mention staying." – He answered, narrowing his eyes, trying to read her thoughts.

"The food you brought is fairly suited for two people." -She pointed out.

"Oh well, if you insist that much…" – He said, sitting down and grabbing a box of food.

Cuddy remained where she was, in the entrance of her living room, staring at House.

"House…" – She crossed her arms in front of her chest -"Is this about the fact that you took your day off without a good reason? You began behaving like Mr. Nice Guy and expect me not to give you extra clinic hours for that and…"

"Actually, this may shock you, so have a seat…but I really have no second intentions."

She raised her eyebrows suspiciously.

He raised his eyebrows back and tilted his head to the right.

She narrowed her eyes.

"Riiiight…" – She said, as if not believing a word he said. She remained like that for a couple more seconds, and then got one box for her and sat down next to him.

What do I do now? – House thought – Talk to her? God that sounds so… rational. Yuck.

Sometimes I wished I could be some other living animal. Hum, like a lion…King of the Jungle. Yeah, sounds good. And Cuddy could be the tigress and then…wait, inter-species mating? Hum, well, why not…

House coughed.

"So, what did you thought of Kelly? " – He asked – "Another divorce? Assuming that, of course, they marry first…Personally I think that if there was someone out there breaking the rules and having more divorces than marriages, it'd be Wilson."

Cuddy patiently tried not to roll her eyes.

House waited for her response, trying to shove away his recent thoughts.

"She looked…normal. I guess. I mean, if you want me to be honest I wasn't squinting all her actions to try to find a flaw…that's actually the kind of thing you do." – She said.

House had a nice snarky retort but decided to focus on his eating.

"Well?" – Cuddy asked.



"Well, what?" – He asked back.

"Did you squint for any flaw?"

"Oh…ah, actually…that's a very pertinent question…" – House said, gaining time to give a safe answer.

He didn't squint at Kelly. At all. Well he did, a tiny bit, but he was too engrossed in the whole couple thing. And he didn't want to give that away did he? It wasn't safe discussing the touches, the dance, the kiss…unless it was to use as a snarky comment. Was it? House decided to give it a try:

"I didn't study her much. The whole…role-playing couple thing was requiring all my attention."

"Really?" – Asked Cuddy, clearly surprised – "Why?"

Damn it. Think House, think.

"I really wanted the 200 bucks. I couldn't screw up" – He said very quickly.

"Oh right. Of course." – Cuddy agreed. But then a thought crossed her mind – "Although…if you wanted those 200 bucks that badly, you'd be in the hospital right now chasing Wilson. Not having lunch with me." - A thin smile began forming on her lips

"I'm only having lunch with you because you said there was enough food for both of us."

"House, don't try to make me look stupid. You brought enough food for both of us on purpose. The real question is why…"

"Jesus Christ. Is just a lunch, why do you have to make a fuss about it?" – House said, clearly irritated.

He was afraid this might happen. Instead of letting it go, she was facing this as a whole … Armageddon thing. Why? – Because you don't do this often you git. Because you're rarely nice to her – Said a voice in his head. – To anybody, actually.

Cuddy looked slightly taken back at his change of mood. He was strange today.

"Well I'm sorry if I'm doubting your intentions House, but in case you hadn't noticed, being nice to people isn't exactly a thing you do voluntarily." – She said, finishing her box of food and standing up to take it to the kitchen.

Great, now she's pissed.

Wait, I generally like seeing her irritated.

I'm turning into a softy.



House followed her into the kitchen.

She sensed him and said:

"I don't know about you, but I intend to go back to the Hospital today."

"You already took your day off, what's the point?" – He asked, throwing the Thai food box into the bin.

"The point is…" – Cuddy started to explain, leaning back into the fridge – "To work. I bet there's already a lot of paperwork to sign by now. If I delay it until tomorrow, I'll have a pile of stuff to read in the morning."

"Why don't you just enjoy the free time you have today?" – House asked.

Cuddy sighed.

Why is he doing this? Why is he even here?

"Because…it's not like I have many options here. It was an impulse taking the day off, and now it's not like I can just snap my fingers and have a long list of things to do to pass the time. I don't like to improvise, House."

House walked slowly towards her.

Cuddy remained where she was, sensing he was approaching more than necessary. Her body reacted slightly.

"There are plenty of things to do, actually. Mainly if an attractive, charming man is by your side." – House pointed out.

No no no no no NO. Keep out, House. Don't do that. – Thought cuddy. She tried to send a message to her body: Red Alert – Step away from possible menace. If needed, knock him out. Show no mercy.

Gaah, why aren't I moving? Move, legs, MOVE!

In response to her subconscious demands, her arms made her hands rest on his chest as he step too close.

"House, what are doing?"

Stupid question - She was completely aware of what the answer might be.

"I think we have some issues to discuss." – He said.

Wait, what? He just wants to talk?

"And that can't be done while we're sitting down normally? It's got to be like this?" – She asked, leaning as close as she could to the fridge, gaining a few more millimeters of space.

"Why? Does it bother you?" – He asked, narrowing his eyes.

"In fact, it does! The last time we were this close you told me to shut up and…"

"And what?"

"And…"

She looked at his mouth.

Isn't he going to kiss me?

She looked back at his eyes. He was still staring at her. He's teasing you Cuddy, do not do a thing.

Cuddies mentally told her thoughts to bug off.

Leaning closer she close the gap between them.


Reviews are more than welcome! I love you all! :D

Now tune in some ABBA and sing along with me:

Mamma Mia! Here I go again...!

My my, How can I resist ya?

Mamma Mia! Does it show again?

My my, just how much I missed ya!

YESSSSS i've been broken hearteeeeeed

BLUEEEE since the day we parteeeeeed

Why why, did I ever let you goo!