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He was finally able to push her off. He wiped his mouth. His stomach turned in degust.

"What the hell was that for, Stacy?" he yelled.

"I wanted to." She answered.

"Well I want you to leave. I should remind you that I have a girlfriend that I love very much. You shouldn't have kissed me Stacy." I told her, never wanting to see her again.

She said nothing, turned around and left.

"Where the hell are you going?" He asked, confused.

She turned around.

"You still want me!" She exclaimed thinking that she put two and two together.

He shook his head, thinking silently that she was crazy.

"You're crazy!" he told her, believing every word.

"You don't love Lisa!" She said again, trying to persuade him.

"I don't! For the last time Stacy! I love Lisa, not you!" he tried to convince her, but without any luck.

"I love you, Greg!" Stacy said sincerely. She thought that if she told him what she really felt he would go right back in her arms but she was wrong. She did not see the connection that House and Cuddy have, if so she could've seen the spark between them.

"That maybe true, I do not doubt you, but it doesn't change anything. I love Lisa and I want to spend the rest of my life with her. With her, not you!" he yelled at her.

"What's your problem?" She asked as if he was high on drugs.

"My problem is that I was with you, I cared about you and you left. You left, okay! Now how does it feel to be rejected? It feels awful, no? But when you left me, it didn't make that big of an impact on me. I was crushed, not because of that, just because I knew that Lisa still cared about me after the infarction but she thought that I loved you, so I couldn't tell her how I felt because she would have thought that I was in an emotional state, so I just shut up for all these years. This is finally what I've been waiting for, my whole life, okay? DON'T SCREW IT UP!" He yelled at her, telling her the complete truth.

"Too bad she doesn't want to see you, right now! She's pissed that you don't believe that she didn't sleep with Miller. She doesn't want to talk to you but I'm here, Greg!" she said to him between tears.

"How you know that I don't even want to know but I don't care. Lisa didn't sleep with him nor have a relationship but she will forgive me because I know the truth. I don't want you. You are and never will be part of my life again, so get over yourself."

She had tears in her eyes, that's how bad the truth can hurt but you have to let it out one day or another.

She pushed some of the strands of hair that were in her face and wiped her tears. She put her purse back on her shoulders and walked away, dragging her feet on the ground as her heels clacked on the marbled floor. House sighed and walked towards the door but as he was about to open it, he was called.

"Dr. House!" The judge yelled.

He turned around. "Yes?" he asked wondering what she wanted.

"I'm so glad you are still here." She smiled but it faded. "I'm sorry but the trial has to take place tomorrow." She announced.

"What?" I asked in disbelief.

"Why? I thought that it didn't matter if we were there or not…"

"It didn't for me, but it turns out that I'm not going to be the judge on your case. Mr. Miller's lawyer recommended an older judge for the case. They judged that I am much too young to handle the case. I'm so sorry."

"How old are you?" House asked.

"42, Why?" the brunette asked.

"Just wondering. They think that that's too young? I was head of diagnostics at my hospital when I was 31, age is no problem."

"That's kind of you, but it's not your opinion that matters, it's the prosecutor so I truly am sorry and wish that I could be more helpful but nonetheless, I wish you the best to you and your girlfriend." She said taking out her hand.

He shook it cordially, thanked her and walked outside. He drove off upset that he couldn't stop the trial from happening but he will just have to live through it.

He drove to the hospital trying to figure out a way to deal with Cuddy and couldn't come up with something to he turned around and drove to a jewelry store. He parked his biked, put 2 quarters in the meter and went in the store. The bell dinged as he walked in announcing that a customer had just arrived.

"Hello, May I help you?" a man asked.

"Yes, I want to propose to my girlfriend."

"Well you come to the right place." He said with a smile.

"Come here, I'll show you are most bought." He told House when he didn't see him smile.

"I don't want something that people buy, I want something unique." He demanded.

"A romantic are you?" the assistant said.

House laughed, thinking that the guy was a drunk.

"This way." He said, motioning to follow him.

As House followed, something caught his eye and he immediately stopped.

He turned around to see a perfect shaped sapphire colored ring.

"it's perfect." He declared.

Mike, as read on the name tag, turned around.

"It's beautiful but that's not an engagement ring, sir." He told him.

"Do you have a sapphire necklace then?" House asked.

"I do, it's in the back, in the safe, let me get it." He said. He came back seconds later with a blue velvet rectangular box. He set it on the counter and opened it. It was beautiful.

"I'll take it." I announced.

The man looked up in shock.

"It's very expensive sir." He told me.

"I'm aware. It's for the women I love so it's worth it." House said to him, meaning every word of it.

"Would you by any chance have a picture of her? It's okay if you don't what to show me, I like seeing the picture of the soon to be bride so I can suggest the engagement ring."

"I do." House told him, grabbed his wallet out of his pocket and took a single picture out of it and showed it to him.

"Oh my god. Lisa Cuddy, right?" He exclaimed, as he recognized the women in the picture.

"You know her?" House asked, surprised.

"She was an old friend of mine in high school. She was my best friend but we lost contact after she went to med school, how'd that turn out for her?" He asked, interested.

"She became the dean of medicine at PPTH right here." House said with a little bit of pride.

"Wow, that's amazing. I'm happy for her." He told House.

"Say that Mike Greene says hi, if that's not too big of a deal and here's my card, if she wants to catch up." Mike told house, handing him the small rectangular paper.

House took it and smiled at him.

"I will." House responded placing it in his wallet along with the picture.

"I would suggest that ring right over there." He pointed to the end of shop which stood a glass container on a shelf.

Mike went over and picked it up.

"It's absolutely perfect. Can you get me a size 8 in that, please?" House asked.

"Yes, I'll go get it."

He came back soon after with the box where laid a perfect diamond. It wasn't too big no too small. It was just perfect, just as House thinks Cuddy will like it.

House paid for both of the purchases and left the store and drove to the hospital.

He arrived in the parking lot minutes later and parked in the handicapped spot and made his way to the door, limping slightly less as he normally does.

He walked in and went straight to the elevator not wanting to talk to Cuddy right away.

He went up to Wilson's office and walked in, not bothering to knock.

"Where have you been, it's almost time to go to court…" Wilson said.

"I was trying to make the trial not happen and I almost succeeded, but as it turns out we are having another judge handling the case."

"So, what's she say?"

"She said that we didn't have to go, which is what I wanted because I didn't want Cuddy to go and then be terrified."

"Aww, Gregory House is actually doing something nice and sweet." Wilson said mocking him a little.

House's face went to soft to be pissed off in 2 seconds.

"You know what, fuck you." House told him.

"You never take me seriously!"

"Sorry, I've known you for a very long time and this is not you!"

"Then what's me? huh? Am I just a drunk, drug addict and an asshole to you? Now that I am almost going to be happy, you don't want me to be? When I screw up and shit you always make me feel like shit because you always say that you are so much better than me and now that I am in a relationship, you don't believe in me? You were always the one telling me, I don't care about you? What the hell Wilson, now I can say the same thing to you. So fuck you and your ex-wives. Fine, I was an ass to Cuddy but at least I wasn't divorced three times." House told him, not taking it anymore.

"Be at the trial, I don't give a damn, to tell you the truth, I don't think I'd notice if you will be there in the first place anyway." House said to him right in the face and walked out the door, slamming it on his way out.

Wilson knew that House would never actually beat him up, but he could sure as hell beat the crap out of him with words.

House let out a big sigh as he went back to the elevator to finally talk to Cuddy.

He knocked on her door as he arrived.

"Come in." She said.

She looked up and saw him. He thought that she had smiled when she saw him but he blinked at looked back at her lips, no trace of happiness was left. It broke his heart. House was no longer the selfless bastard who only cared about himself, he cared about Cuddy.

"Whatever it is, I don't care." She said and that was all House needed to hear so he turned around and walked back to the door and left.

House looked at the ground as he left to go to his office.

He took a step forward and felt his knees collapse. His heart tightened as soon he couldn't breathe. He felt to floor. As much as it hurt, House took out his pager and wrote: 'Help' and sent it to Cuddy. His eyes shut and he gasped for air. But as he tried breathing it in, he choked. He choked on the matter that made him live. His heart beat faster and faster as he started to lose consciousness.

TBC…

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Sorry for the cliffhanger, if you couldn't figure it out, he was having a heart attack… Hope you all liked it, tell me what you think and please review :D