House didn't know what to make of what just happened. He wanted to stay. See what was going on with her. He wanted to tell her he DIDN'T see the nurse. He had it all planned out when he went into her office. He was going to ask her how her date went and then launch into what a failure his date was; because it didn't happen.
He ran the risk of her not believing him. But, he wanted to take that risk. Something in the way he saw her looking last night; and the way she was looking into his eyes just now.
He could have swore he felt something there.
She said she didn't care anymore. She told him that and overheard her tell Wilson that. But, how many times has she lied to both of them just to keep them off her back about something?
He was torn away from his thoughts when the elevator door opened and saw his team anxiously waiting for him to appear.
"Has anyone ever told any of you that you come off as a little needy?"
Chase scoffed, "WE are needy?"
"I was busy," House stated irritated that he had to come up.
"Well then, complain to the patient, not us. She's the one who wants you," Chase responded.
As they were making their way down the hall, closer to their patient, House spotted Wilson coming out of one of his patient's rooms. "Hey Wilson," House called out and started walking over to him, Wilson looking over.
"House, your patient has been waiting-" Taub started.
"Stall for me," House answered, looking over at Taub standing there blankly. "You can do it. I'll be five, ten minutes. She's not going anywhere," House looked back at Wilson and started walking in the direction he just came from to go wherever Wilson was going.
"She wanted me to kiss her," House announced when their walking caught sync with each other.
"Your patient?"
"No," House paused. "Well, maybe her too. I don't know the REAL reason behind why she is demanding to see me."
"Right, couldn't just be because you're her Doctor and she's worried about her health," Wilson stated. "So, if it's not your patient then, WHO wanted you to kiss her?"
House looked at him with a smirk, "you can't tell me you can't honestly make a guess before I tell you?"
"Well, it can't be Cuddy, so-" House's smirk turned into an 'atta boy expression. "CUDDY? How? When? Why?"
"I think there should be a 'where' in there somewhere."
"House!"
They reached Wilson's office and both went inside so House can tell him all about what happened.
"Are you the one in charge of all the Doctors here?" a tall blonde woman with a low cut dress even in Cuddy's opinion asked her when she entered her office.
"Yes, I'm the Dean of Medicine, what can I help you with?"
"My sister is a patient of a Dr. House, and she has been wanting to see him for the last few hours and I was told he finally came into work but, he has yet to come see her."
"He's not there yet? I saw him go up there twenty minutes ago. Or, he should have," Cuddy stated when grabbing her cell phone to call him.
"Well, he isn't there. I don't know what's so GREAT about this guy. She insisted we come to him, only he's nowhere to be found!"
Cuddy smiled politely, trying to keep her temper down. "I'm calling him right- House, where are you?" she asked angrily.
"Um, what's the right answer to this question?"
"Your patient's room! Her sister is in my office right now demanding you get in there!" she hoped the angry tone she was using would help get him there quicker.
"Her sister's there?" there was silence coming from his end.
"House-"
"Okay, tell her sister I'll be there in five minutes. Tell her I'm a cripple, that's how long it takes me to get from the end of the hallway."
"Be there now." Cuddy hung up and went back to smiling. "He should be there as soon as you get up there."
"Thank you," she said walking out of her office.
Cuddy thought of what House's reaction would be when he saw the woman that was just here. She knows how House reacts to women wearing low cut things, he has made it clear to her time and time again whenever she wore something low cut. A part of her wished the sister wasn't there when House finally got around to showing up...