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House sat in his office silently as the moon shined through his window. It was well past 8 but he had lost track of time a while ago. He was too busy thinking about his new 'boss' and the mess he is in. He didn't like Cuddy mad at him and, more importantly, he didn't need a new jackass boss to take over and act like he runs the god damn department. This was his department and he'd roll over in his grave before he'd let some punk dictate what he does and how he does it.

He was quickly pulled out of his thoughts when he heard his friend enter his office. Without even a hint of acknowledgement, Vinson took his seat in front of his friend's desk and observed as House played with his infamous tennis ball. The silence enveloped them for a moment as House tried desperately to maul over his thoughts and tell them apart from his personal feelings for Cuddy.

"Why don't you just talk to her," Vinson read his mind, annoyed with his friend's immaturity about feelings and emotions. "Just talk to her, tell her you were concerned and tell her you are madly in love and wanna get in her pants and screw with her. You have no problem being honest with every other god forsaken person on earth. What makes her so different?"

With a hint of resentment, House looked at his friend with anger. What makes her so different? How could he ask such a ludicrous question like that? What makes her so different, he scoffed at the idiocy. The real question is why does she have to be so different? He wants so bad to be so blunt and honest with her, and he is most of the time, but he can't be about how he feels like he can other people. He can tell anyone, precisely to the punctuation what he thinks of them and how he feels, but when it came to Cuddy. He lost all thought, all knowledge of speech, of feeling, of anything other than the fact that she just glowed like the morning sun when he saw her.

Vinson's eyes grew wide with revelation as he sat amazed at his friend's silent response. "You really do love her don't you," He asked rhetorically, he always knew but now he knew just how much. "You don't wanna screw around with her; you wanna be more than that." He went on. "She whipped you without even needing to do anything. Omigod, the notorious Gregory House has been put in his place."

"Shut up, god dammit," House bellowed as he threw the tennis ball hard towards his annoying friend's head. "You know, you're not as cute and funny as you or your wife with bad taste think," He stated angrily. "I really do hate you sometimes, especially when you're being an annoying little twit like right now for instance." That's exactly what he meant, why couldn't he ever be like this with her when she was around?

"Why don't you just break up with your brat of a girlfriend, go over to her house and tell her that you are in love with her and that she whipped the shit out of you." Vinson stated a bit obviously. He then remembered the time and a band snapped in his head. "You already broke up and you're waiting for her to pack her things before you get back home, aren't you?"

"Oh Dr. Phil, however did you know? Could it be from the hundreds of times I've done this? Sometimes, I wonder why I don't think you're an idiot," He tried to change the subject. Though he was the one to break off the relationship – Sarah was getting a little too close – he wasn't feeling like playing patient and psychiatrist again.

"House, listen to me, as a caring friend. You need to go to her house, tell her how you feel before this all blows up in your face like you said it did four years ago." Vinson instructed carefully. "For years, I've been hearing how bad you messed it up with this chick--" He noticed House's angry face at his reference to Cuddy and quickly corrected himself, "I'm sorry, with this great woman that you just can't seem to stop talking about. Why don't you change that, here and now. Go to her home right now and change it."

House looked up at his idiot friend and kept silent as he contemplated his words. Suddenly, without even a word, House stood up and limped out of the room proudly. Vinson couldn't help but smile at his achievement; he really thought he could through to him this time. All he could do for now was hope and wait.

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"Lisa!" He screamed angrily as the police forcefully held him back and took him to their troop car. "Lisa, I love you and I will have you." He screamed with resentment. "I will be back! You haven't heard the last of me." He shouted as they pushed his head down into the car, but he popped back up. "Wait for me! Just wait."

Cuddy, only 16, quivered in fear as she watched her ex-boyfriend get hauled away. Tears fell from her face as she turned into her warm cousin's shoulder and he held her tightly telling her that he wasn't letting anyone take her away. The tears continued to fall though, dripping onto her cousin's now wet shoulder, and her best friend, Ginger Anderson, came to give her a comforting hand.

"Don't worry Lisa," Jacob's voice said softly. "We're not going to let that psycho stalker anywhere near you." He held her closer as her sobs became more violent. "We won't let hurt you, not again," He whispered into her hair. "I promise he won't hurt you, not a single hair on your head." He pulled away and gave her a small smile, which she returned faintly. "We'll protect you," Ginger smiled in agreement.

Lisa nodded and took a step back, wiping the tears from her eyes. Her gaze fell into the marks that were very visible on her and the memory shook her. She thought he was such a nice guy and maybe the perfect one, oh but how was she wrong. Why did she always attract the freaks? Only this time, he almost raped and kidnapped her.

Lauren came up to her daughter, just arriving at the scene of the crime. Her face had tear stains and she immediately embraced her daughter lovingly not wanting to ever let go. Silently, her mother took her arms and pulled away. Lauren looked down at her daughter's rope burned arms and gave her another hug.

"That boy will never get out hurting you again," She whispered into her daughter's ear refusing to let go of her once more. "Never again," She rubbed Lisa's hair caringly.

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There was a loud knock on the front door which made Cuddy jump out of her seat and right out of her horrible memories. She looked at the time, midnight, who could be at her door? Cautiously, she stood up from the living room couch, in the dark, where she spent most of her thinking, ever since Daniel came back, and walks slowly to the door. She couldn't be too safe with him walking around and free.

The person at the door knocked once more, louder than the first which made her jump once more. She looked through the peephole and furrowed her brows annoyed by the man on the other side. She contemplated whether she should just leave him to freeze outside, but her goodwill took control and made her unlock and open the door.

"House, what do you want this time?" She tried to say, but her sentence was cut in half when House surprisingly pushed her in and kissed her against the wall that kept the entrance hall and the large kitchen separated into different rooms.

House closed the door with his cane before he dropped it and moved her against the wall into the kitchen where he pushed her against the island table where he continued to attack her with hungry, lustful kisses. He felt her try to resist at first, and he didn't make her have to fight much, but she gave up the futile attempt the end what they both wanted and he gained access into her awaiting mouth with his tongue.

Gently, he moved his hands up and down her shoulder as they deepened their kiss with every breath and taste they got. House's arousal only grew larger as neither tried to end the kiss they both have been craving since they were first here in Boston just a few weeks ago. He pushed her roughly against the table once more, but instead of getting the pleasured moan that House wanted to hear, he heard a soft scream of pain and he instantly got off her.

Cuddy looked away ashamed because she had ruined the loving moment they have both wanted for so long. House wasn't going to have any of it; he turned her face by her chin and made her look him in the eyes. With only the moon shining through the window, House couldn't take his eyes off the glowing goddess in front of him.

Cuddy noticed his stare as well and she stared into his eyes and was instantly lost in the daze, she completely forgot about – what's his face – and her heart fluttered because of the way House's eyes seemed to search her eyes to find her soul and her heart. She wanted so badly to kiss him at that moment, but was too afraid that if she broke the gaze she'd never feel so relaxed and loved again.

"Can I see them," His voice broke the silence that had quickly masked them. With breaking contact with her eyes he continued to search them as if they could translate what he was thinking: he wasn't going to hurt her. He wanted to take care of her and would defend her from anyone who tried to even try to pull a hair from her beautiful head. He loved her.

Slowly, Cuddy nodded her head and held his hand. Without moving their eyes even an inch away from each other, they walked through the dark into the Cuddy's room. Still in the dark, the moon somehow shined brighter in her room then it did in the kitchen, but it made Cuddy seem more beautiful then she was outside.

Finally breaking the eye contact, Cuddy looked away as she slowly took her shirt off in front of her boss. House didn't watch in lust, no, he was watching in interest and concern. She dropped the shirt carefully on the bed where they stood at the foot of and stood with the lunar light shining on her silky, soft skin. In that, her bruises which normally would have looked well faded by now seemed to glow brighter than anything.

Ashamed, she looked away not wanting to see the disgust in House's eyes. She had let herself go so much over the years, though she still did yoga very frequently, she had bruises on her once flawless skin and it had grown dull and pale from the lack of sunlight since she worked so hard to cover every inch of skin she had since she had gotten the marks.

Surprising to Cuddy as it was, House began to rub her arms softly before caressing her face tenderly. He shook his head, reading her mind, and whispered to her, "I don't know why you're so embarrassed," He got her to look up at him with her big bluish-gray eyes. "You look so beautiful," He seemed to focus on her eyes with the intensity she had always dreamed of.

Cuddy's breath became a bit labored as she slowly closed her eyes and leaned forward. She was met halfway with House and their lips met in a tender moment. House brought her down gently onto the bed not wanting to harm her in anyway emotional or physical. Cuddy held onto his neck as they continued to kiss and she lay under him.

House left her lips and kissed her lovingly on the cheek before moving to her neck. He took off his shirt quickly but came back down slowly. He wanted nothing more than to make her feel pleasure and feel what she wants to feel. So he kissed her softly in the back of the ear and she let out a soft moan into his ear letting him know just how much she enjoyed it.

Slowly, they continued their make out, but Cuddy wanted it to go farther, but this felt all too good to just end. House continued to love her and her body caringly, and he sensed her want and need and complied subtly. He slowly pulled her skirt off along with his jeans and they lay together, House on top of Cuddy, in the dark just staring at each other for a moment.

"Are you sure you want this?" He asked her softly as he searched her eyes for any hesitation of fear. He didn't want to do anything to her unless he was 110% sure she wanted it and nothing else.

Cuddy nodded slowly once more. "Yes," She spoke softly, barely able to hear herself talk caressed House's face. "I want this." She spoke surely and softly knowing that she's never been so sure of anything in her life.

House agreed and slowly slipped her risqué thong off along with his boxers. He didn't waste time teasing her, but he slipped his fingers into her making sure that she was wet and slick enough for him. She let out pleasured and surprise gasp; she wanted so much more than just his fingers. Eyes closed, she tried to calm her breathing as House tested the waters.

Seeing the want and need in Cuddy's eyes as she looked up and begged him, he wanted nothing more than to fulfill all her request and any she made no matter how ludicrous they'd be. So, swiftly and in one motion, he quickly entered her and made a soft, but much pleasured groan, which he responded with by his own groan as her tight velvet walls clasped around his hard shaft.

Slowly, he entered and exited her in an awkward rhythm. He studied her eyes and facial expressions to make sure he wasn't hurting her. Then unhurriedly, he continued to thrust, growing a little harder with every reentering. He was powered by every grunt and groan of pleasure she made and he replied with his own sounds as they leisurely made passionate love to each other.

Cuddy wanted him to go faster, to be the wild animal she knew he was capable of being, but every slow movement he made kept making her want more and for longer. She knew he wanted to help her, heal her and he didn't want this to be another one night stand. He wanted it to be so much more, as did she.

Keeping a steady, patient pace they went on and on as the moon shined on them. They looked and watched each other as they both took a stroll down to the finishing line, together. Neither of them broke eye contact as their climax came. Cuddy bit her lip to make sure her grunts and moans stayed quiet not to wake her mother or daughter.

Both glistening in sweat still in the moon's sight, they began to pant and picked up their pace by just a second. They both wanted the sexual release that anyone craves, but they wanted to orgasm together as a whole. They both wanted to finish but they made sure that they made their timing just right.

House quickly covered Cuddy's mouth with his own and they shared a deep, fervent kiss and that was just enough to send them over the cliff as one. Cuddy's walls clamped tightly around his member as he ejected his seeds into her with one last, deathly thrust and as if holding on for dear life, Cuddy hugged House tightly.

Both trying to catch their breath, they laid down on their side as they held each other and stared at each other like there was no other person that matter in that moment other than each other. House suddenly pulled her against his chest and held her closely and she could hear his heart beat.

"I'm sorry," He suddenly spoke. "I just wanted to protect you." He didn't like opening up but he had to, if this was going to work he had to compromise. "I didn't want him to hurt you and I needed to know who he was. I'm sorry." He held her closely and she let a few tears slip. "I am going to protect you; I won't let him hurt you." He whispered softly. "I promise."

Cuddy sniffed and a tear fell from her eye once more. She snuggled comfortably into House's chest as she suddenly began to fall asleep. For the first time in the last two days, she was able to go to sleep again and for the first time in the last few months she has felt safe.

A/N: So did you guys like it? If you dont want it to be M rated I can make this T so just tell me in reviews. I hope you all like it and it isnt smut, its love :) as my friend Nikki said.

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