Here I Am

A Modern Day House/Cuddy Schoolfic.

Characters include House, Cuddy, Wilson, Chase, Kevin, Ellis, Brittney and Katheryn.

Enjoy!

When you need some shelter from the rain
When you need a healer for your pain
I will be there time and time again
When you need someone to love you
Here I am

~Leona Lewis...Here I Am

Hope you enjoyed the smut chapter, here is the next instalment.

The sun rose and shone into Lisa's bedroom, making the walls illuminate, like glitter had been thrown everywhere.

House was awake first, taking time to just take in the tranquillity of his atmosphere, and the love that he felt for the woman lying by his side, sleeping soundly.

Taking in as deep a breath as he could manage, he hissed at the pain in his ribs, and was surprised at the limited amount of air in his lungs. Ignoring it, he laid his head back down and turned to face Lisa, gazing at her unmarked face, perfect in every way in his eyes.

Feeling his eyes on her, Lisa awoke gently, turning to face him.

'Morning,' she said, shifting closer to him and planting a chaste kiss onto his lips.

'Mmm, morning,' he replied, kissing her back and pulling her as close to him as he could.

Wrapping her arms gently around his neck, she deepened their kiss. Their kiss of timeless passion was broken by a loud wince from House.

'Oh, Greg, did I hurt you?' she asked in concern, backing away from him.

'It's okay, you just caught one of my ribs,' he said softly.

'I'm sorry,' she said solemnly in reply.

'Hey,' he said, lifting her chin up so that she was looking straight into his eyes. 'It's not your fault, it's that bastard's. Don't ever blame yourself.'

'Okay,' she said, her face brightening up.

Getting up slowly to avoid hurting himself anymore, House stood at the end of the bed and said, 'Well Miss Cuddy, what shall we be doing today?'

'Would it be pushing it to ask for another round of what happened last night?' asked Lisa with a devilish wink.

'The violence or the sex?' asked House, raising an eyebrow.

Throwing a pillow at his head, Lisa replied, 'You ass! The sex of course!'

'Well I'd say that it would be pretty impossible, seeing as the bruising has majorly come up since last night,' he said, lifting up his shirt to show the red and purple patch that took up most of one side of his ribcage.

Lisa hissed in shock. 'That bastard is gonna get what's coming to him! I swear if I ever see that asshole's face, I will kill him!'

'He's out of my life now,' said House quietly. 'That's what these bruises show. The start of a new life, and the end of living with that ass, the end of being beaten when he couldn't get his way. I'll wear these bruises with pride, because they show that I'm free.'

'I never thought of it that way,' said Lisa in almost a whisper. 'To change the subject, did we get school work?'

'I think that the teachers were gonna email you the work for both of us,' said House.

'Oh, right,' said Lisa, getting up, walking to her computer and turning it on.

Once it had loaded, she began to check her emails.

'Nothing from Mr Spence, nothing from Mr Gore, nothing from Miss Norgrove or Mr Rumsey,' said Lisa, reading from the screen. 'Oh, there's some from Miss Carver for Biology. It's on the human reproductive system.'

'Wahey!' exclaimed House, reading the email. 'Pretty simple really, we've done it before in class. Draw the male and female reproductive systems and label. Do you need any visuals to assist you?'

'Nope,' said Lisa, pulling out some paper and picking up pens, determined to mess with him.

As she sat drawing out the male reproductive system, she felt House's hand slide gently up her leg.

'Oh no you don't,' she said, moving it back.

Keeping his hands to himself, he stood up and moved behind her, moving her head to the side and kissing her neck, making her moan in enjoyment.

'We should be working,' said Lisa.

'Yes we should,' said House breathlessly.

'You're breathless,' said Lisa, standing up in alarm. 'Are you sure your ribs aren't broken?'

'I'm sure that they are,' said House in reply.

'There could be complications Greg!' exclaimed Lisa. 'If there was no complications, you'd be in pain, but you wouldn't be breathing like this! You need to get checked out!'

'I don't want to,' exclaimed House, wincing. 'Hospitals, I hate them!'

'No one exactly loves them,' said Lisa. 'Promise me you'll go to the doctor?'

'For you,' said House, kissing her on the cheek. 'Can I use the shower? I think the warm water will loosen me up a bit.'

'Sure,' she said, leaving the room and handing him a towel when she got back.

'Thanks,' he said, picking up some clothes and heading for the bathroom.

As he showered, Lisa finished up her reproductive system drawings.

And that's when she heard the thud. The loud thud that echoed all over the house, and rang constantly in her ears.

'Greg!' she said in alarm, running into the bathroom, where she found him partially unconscious, his back against the white tiles of the shower, his bruises looking ever more palpable.

Nudging him gently, tears dripping from her eyes, she said, 'Greg! Wake up!'

He groaned as his eyes opened slightly.

'Greg,' she said, putting her arm around him. 'You're going to have to help me a bit, we're going to get you dry, get some clothes on you and call 911.'

He didn't reply, but helped her get him up, and place him on the bed, where Lisa quickly dried him and put a t-shirt and boxers on.

Picking up the phone, she dialled 911 and explained what had happened.

Once the phone call was over, Lisa called down to her parents.

'MOM! DAD!' she exclaimed. 'Greg's passed out, ambulance is coming!'

Jill and Tim Cuddy emerged into the room.

'I thought he went home,' said Jill quietly.

'He did,' said Lisa whilst sobbing. 'He got mugged on the way home, and came back here. We talked, we got together, we fell asleep. He was fine, but I think he's broken some ribs.'

'The ambulance will be here soon,' said Tim calmly. 'He'll be okay sweetie.'