"I don't feel good." Rachel said as she approached House's side of the bed waking him up.

"hm?" He said still half asleep, it was 4:30am. House reluctantly moved so he was in a seated position so he could better look at Rachel, "what's wrong?" He whispered now that he was more awake. He was on the edge of the bed, seated, with one hand on Rachel's shoulder. Before she could answer she threw up all over his lap, sheets and floor.

"Oh fuck." House muttered under his breath, "Cuddy!" He said loud enough to wake her.

"What? Hm?" She said as she too began to wake up, "Rachel threw up." House said as he kicked off his vomit covered PJ pants, now just in a white shirt and boxers, as he picked Rachel up into his arms. "I'm going to get her into the bath to clean her up, can you…" House said as he gestured to his side of the bed and his pajama bottoms, "deal with this?" Cuddy nodded, she still wasn't fully awake. House was much better than she was at waking up quickly, no matter the hour, since his team would call and wake him up at all hours of the night.

House and Rachel walked out of the room, his leg pain was always horrible in the morning, especially without the help of Vicodin. Every step he took his leg reminded him he didn't have his cane, or drugs. House kneeled down beside the tub allowing his leg to rest and Rachel to remain comfortable on his shoulder. Her vomit-soaked pajama shirt was sticking to House's shoulder. God damn. How does someone so tiny have so much vomit? House turned the water on getting it a good temperature, he felt her forehead. Warm but not a high fever, she just had a stomach bug. He removed her pajamas and got her into the bath, carefully washing her body to get rid of the smell and bile that remained on her skin. "I don't feel good." Rachel repeated as House continued to bathe her, "I know sweet girl." He said softly, "how about a Coke and some TV?"

"Can't have soda at night, it's bad for you."

"Generally, that's true, but when you're sick it can help."

Cuddy came into the bathroom with a clean pare of pajamas for Rachel in hand. "I can finish up her bath while you shower and change." She said as she put the fresh pajamas on the sink counter.

House nodded as he lifted himself up, his leg hurt so bad, if he wasn't sober he'd probably inject some morphine about now. House entered his bathroom and shed the soiled clothes tossing them in the hamper and turned on the shower. The warm water felt good on his leg, but it did little to relieve the pain since he was still standing. After House finished showering at put on a fresh set of clothes, he went to the kitchen to get Rachel a soda. Cuddy finished bathing Rachel and brought her to the living room where House was already seated on the couch with a Coke on the coffee table. Cuddy then retreated back to the bedroom to change the sheets of the bed so, hopefully, they could get some sleep.

Cuddy entered the living room once the bed was made to find House and Rachel sleeping on the couch. She could only see their silhouettes from the glow of the cartoon on the TV playing softly in the background. House was lying flat on his back with Rachel resting comfortably on his stomach, her head resting on his shoulder. Cuddy smiled, of course they would be able to fall asleep quickly after all this chaos she thought as she went to the closet and grabbed a blanket placing it over the two sleeping bodies. She shut off the TV and gave House a kiss on the forehead as she went back to their room to go to sleep.

Cuddy awoke to her alarm, and a message from Marina saying that her kid was sick and she could not watch Rachel today. Great. Cuddy thought annoyed at what else could go wrong. Cuddy got dressed and headed to the living room to check on House and Rachel before she left for work. At least they appeared to have slept through the rest of the night, they were still in the same position on the couch. She did not want to disturb them, it was 7:30 and Rachel did not look like she was going to wake up any time soon, they both needed sleep. She saw House's phone on the coffee table and knew it was on loud in case the team called so she decided to leave post-it note on House's phone instead of risking a text that could wake them. She let him know Marina isn't coming and he had to stay home today to watch Rachel since she wasn't going to school.

House awoke to his phone going off at 9:30. Rachel let out a moan of protest, her stomach hurt, she never really experienced nausea before and just didn't want to move. "Yeah?" House said as he absent-mindedly began rubbing Rachel's back. "Found elevated proteins in patient's lumbar puncture." Foreman said on the other line.

"IGG?"
"No, IGM."

"Damn. I guess I was wrong."

"Where are you? He is declining fast and you're late." Chase asked

"Can't come in today."

"You can't be serious." Taub said in disbelief

"Why not?" Masters asked

"Because I-" but House's sarcastic comment was interrupted by Rachel throwing up on his chest, "god da…" House said in disbelief as he shifted his weight so Rachel could get off of him and he could get her bathed and changed… again.

"House? You okay?" Foreman asked concerned, they didn't know he was at home with Rachel or even that he adopted her, all they heard was vomit and slight cursing.

"I have to go."

"Wai-" but House hung up.

"I'm sorry" She said softly, she was worried House was mad at her, "it's okay, it's my job to be thrown up on." He felt her forehead, very slight fever, definitely not 100; he was relieved, this confirmed that it was just a mild stomach bug.

He carried her to the bathroom. His leg was hurting, worse than yesterday. It was a constant battle each day deciding whether or not he should carry Rachel, but he was such a sucker for her, his leg hated that. Once Rachel was in the tub House began washing her body, he figured he'd skip her hair today since she had a bath not eight hours ago.

As Rachel got wrapped in her towel she headed to her room to put on some pajamas, House limping heavily behind her.

"TV and cuddle?" She asked as she was getting dressed

"I have to shower and change, you okay to watch cartoons till I get back?"

"Yeah."

House nodded then went to the bedroom to get ready, he removed his soiled shirt and he was about to take off his pants when Rachel came into the bathroom startling him slightly.

"Jeez… You okay?" House asked

Rachel looked up from her cartoon on her iPad and nodded. House really didn't know what to do, why was she there then?

"Okay, well I'm going to shower." Rachel didn't look up, she stayed, seated on the floor enthralled by her show.

"Rachel." House said loud in order to get her attention. She looked up at him, "how about you watch your show in the bedroom?"

"Why?"

Jesus fuck, do I really have to explain this to you?

"I'm going to shower."

"So? I watch cartoons while Mommy showers all the time."
"I'm not Mommy." House said as he made Rachel get up as he walked her to the bedroom and got her situated on his bed with her show, then he went to the bathroom and closed the door.

When he emerged, he was clean and in a fresh pair of pajamas, "breakfast?" He asked as he headed towards Rachel.

"Are you mad at me for getting you dirty?"

"What? No. Why would I be?"

"You kicked me out, you didn't let me watch cartoons with you."

"Well, let's watch cartoons now with breakfast."

"I'm not hungry."

"You have to eat something, how about some toast?"
Rachel nodded, she could handle toast, "carry me."

Fuck. House thought as he leaned down to lift her in his arms. Rachel was the only person he had trouble saying no to. She was just too cute and he wanted to give her everything she wanted.

Cuddy came home to find empty soda cans and bread crumbs spread all over the living room. House was asleep on the couch while Rachel was sitting up resting her back on his side while watching the newest episode of Clifford.

"How're you feeling?" Cuddy whispered as she moved towards Rachel, "perfect." Rachel smiled, "House cured me."

"He did? He's a good doctor, huh?"

Rachel nodded, Cuddy was happy that Rachel just had a twenty-four-hour bug, her worry now was on House. Since Rachel threw up on him, she felt like he was a time bomb. Cuddy put her hand on House's head gently pushing his hair back as he slowly woke up to her touch. "I assume you didn't make dinner?" She asked.

"Nope. But I showered for the second time today. When Rachel threw up she got it all over me, again."

"Well, she said you cured her." Cuddy smiled. She was grateful to have House in her life. Most people thought that by dating House she would have two children at home but he was a bigger help than anyone could ever know. After dinner and putting Rachel to bed she wanted to show her gratitude, House was laying on the couch watching another horror movie getting into the Halloween spirit she guessed. She grabbed the remote and shut off the TV, "Hey I was-" House said in protest as he turned to face Cuddy but he didn't feel the need to argue anymore when he saw she was standing in just one of his T-shirts at the end of the couch his mouth dropped open slightly, she looked so beautiful. Cuddy walked over to House and slowly undid his pajama bottom ties and slid them down his legs. She put her mouth around his erection causing House's head to lean back in pure euphoria. She used her tongue to press against his most sensitive parts, as his shaft went deeper into her mouth. He groaned with pleasure, he wasn't expecting her to be so grateful about him laying around and watching cartoons all day.

Once she made House cum, she pulled back up his pants and laid on top of him. She loved him. Loved him more than he'd ever know, sure he was an ass, an idiot at times, but she never wanted to mess this up ever again. In that moment she knew, her life was perfect. Unfortunately, Cuddy was unaware that her life would be drastically changed, Lucas had just received word that House and Cuddy are together. The knowledge that she left him to be with House left him fuming. He devised a plan, a plan a long time in the making, to break them up and have her fall in love with him again. Ever since House and Cuddy got back together he had been working on it. Cuddy was leaving this weekend to go to the oncology medical conference in New York with Wilson. House would be watching Rachel alone for two nights, and that was when Lucas planned to kidnap her. He wasn't going to do anything to Rachel, just hold her captive until Cuddy got mad at House for letting her daughter get abducted and then Lucas would be the hero when he 'finds' Rachel and returns her to Cuddy. It was flawless.