Superman Or Green Lantern Has Nothing On Me

Cuddy and House jumped out of the car and immediately felt the winds that were now up to about 50 miles per hour.

"Go!" House said to Cuddy when she ran over to him and wrapped her right arm around his left arm. "I can make it."

"I am not leaving you behind," Cuddy screamed over the wind at House. They both started running as fast as House's leg would let them. They tried to keep a watchful eye out for all the debris that was flying around the air.

All of a sudden, House felt a strong pull on his left arm that made him stop running and pulled him backwards a little. House quickly turned to look at what it was and House felt his heart instantly drop when he saw Cuddy lying on the ground. There was blood pouring out of the side of her head where a piece of debris had hit her.

"Cuddy!" House said as he bent down to her. House checked Cuddy's pulse when she did not answer him. He breathed a sigh of relief when she still had a strong pulse. House looked up to see if he could find anyone to help him and he saw Dr. Orrick running to the hotel.

"Paul!" House screamed as he waved his arms to get him to notice him. "I need help!" Paul looked over at House and Cuddy but kept running to the hotel.

"Son of a bitch!" House said as he looked back down at Cuddy. House quickly lowered himself and picked Cuddy up into his arms. House felt every muscle in his leg ache as he tried to stand up with Cuddy in his arms. House took a deep breath and was able to complete stand up with her in his arms. He then started to quickly limp toward the entrance to the hotel.

When House made it into the hotel, the busboy came over to him and showed him where the shelter was and he told House that there was a medical kit downstairs.

"Out of my way!" House screamed as he entered the shelters doors. All the people in the shelter looked at House and the bleeding Cuddy in his arms. House went and put Cuddy down on the floor in the corner of the shelter.

"I need help," House said as he looked around at the people in the shelter. A woman in her sixties came over to him.

"What do you want me to do?" She asked him.

"I need a towel to stop the bleeding," House said to her. One of the hotel's staff members brought House over the medical kit. The old lady came back and gave House a towel and House pressed it against Cuddy's head. House looked through the medical kit as he held the towel to Cuddy's head, but he was disappointed when he saw that there was not a suture kit in there.

Everyone in the shelter hunkered down and froze when they felt the winds strengthen and rip by the hotel. House through his body of Cuddy's as the sound of the foundation shaking made a loud racket. The old woman also helped cover up Cuddy in case the ceiling fell in. The flood lights started to flicker on and off.

Nobody moved when the noise stopped. The only sound in the shelter now was the sound of some people crying.

"Everybody stay calm," the hotel manager said to the crowd. "We need to wait a few more minutes before we open the door." The manager had lived in Kansas his whole life and new that sometimes it would get real quiet and then they would get hit again.

House pulled himself off Cuddy and checked her vitals again. When he saw that they were still pretty strong, he took the towel off to check her head wound.

"How bad is it?" The old woman asked him.

"Bad," House said. House could tell that the wound was really deep. He knew that Cuddy needed to get to the hospital before she started to bleed into her brain.

"Help will be here soon son," the old woman said to him.

"Thanks," House said to her. "Will you hold this really quick?" The woman held the towel to Cuddy's head as House tried to make a bandage out of the supplies in the medical kit.

"Do you need a hand?" Paul asked as he walked over to House. When House saw who was talking, he jumped up and punched Paul in the face. Paul flew backwards from the force that House had hit him with. House went to lunge at him again, but a couple of the men grabbed him and held him back.

"Calm down," one of the men said to him.

"You are lucky I don't kill you!" House said to Paul. "You left her there to die!"

"Son?" The old woman said trying to get House's attention. "Son? She is waking up." House quickly turned around and pulled his arms free from the men.

"Cuddy?" House said as he knelt back down next to her. "Can you hear me?"

Cuddy opened her eyes and looked at him. "My head hurts," Cuddy said.

"You have a head wound," House said. "I will get you to the hospital as soon as I can. You have to hang in there for me."

"It seems like I am usually the one to say that to you," Cuddy said with a smile.

"I apologize for every time I put you through this worry," House said. "Unfortunately, since we both now me, we all know it will happen again."

"Yeah," Cuddy said as she closed her eyes again.

"Cuddy?" House said. Cuddy opened her eyes again. "Try to stay awake."

"Okay," Cuddy said. Cuddy looked over at the elderly woman who was holding a towel against her head. "Hello."

"Hello," the old woman said to her. "My name is Audrey. I am helping your husband take care of you."

"Thank you," Cuddy said. "Is everybody else alright?"

"We have a few others with some minor injuries," Audrey said to her.

"I don't remember what happened," Cuddy said.

"A piece of debris hit you in the head," House said.

"Are you alright?" Cuddy asked him.

"I'm fine," House said.

"Is that my blood?" Cuddy asked pointing to House's shirt.

"Yes," House said. "We have slowed down the bleeding."

"You should at least be happy that I waited until after you birthday to get hurt," Cuddy said. "I didn't want to ruin it for you. I wanted to make sure that you at least had one happy birthday."

"I did have a happy birthday," House said. "I know that we will have many more to come."

"Don't freak out House," Cuddy said when she saw the worry in his eyes. "Everything will be okay." Cuddy reached and took House's hand.

House wanted to tell Cuddy that there was no way that she knew if everything was going to be alright, but he knew that now would not be a good time to argue with her. House could tell that Cuddy was having a hard time staying awake.