DISCLAIMER: I don't own anything related to Fox or the TV show House. I'm only borrowing some characters. The characters belong to David Shore and company.

A/N: Okay, this is the shortest among the others. It's past 4 AM. Lol. My brain is fried. Anyway, I hope you like classic House! :D Unbeta'd! Errors are mine.

MERRY CHRISTMAS TO EVERYONE!

This, along with the others, is my Christmas gift to all of my readers! :)

ENJOY!

IN PURSUIT OF CHANGES

CHAPTER 20: A SPECIAL CHRISTMAS CHAPTER

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"Christmas with your family is crazy," House commented as he carried Rachel into the house after Cuddy had swung the front door open.

"Smas!" Rachel butted in, grinning tiredly.

"Well, we don't really celebrate it for the religious aspects. It's undoubtedly good for the kids," Cuddy said, dropping Rachel's bag on the floor.

Cuddy went to get Rachel from House but House told her to go check the bedroom and that he got Rachel. Cuddy kissed her daughter, wishing her a goodnight before heading towards the bedroom.

House carried Rachel to the nursery, dressing her in a pinky pajama pair before allowing himself to kiss her goodnight. He rarely did it. It was Christmas, though. He thought that the kid deserved it.

He made his way to the bedroom and found Cuddy sitting on the chair he had bought them for Christmas.

"A Tantric Chair, House, really?" she said, smirking.

House grinned.

"It's ergonomic!" he stated proudly, his eyes sparkling with mischief.

"For sex," Cuddy clarified, arms crossed. It was a nice gift—they both knew she was just messing with him.

House arched a brow. "I believe if it's ergonomic, it remains ergonomic for everything else," he smirked.

Cuddy shook her head before she allowed herself a small smile.

"I wouldn't be surprised if it came with a Kama Sutra," she commented with a smirk.

House's face turned serious.

"It was sold separately."

"It's another gift for us," he added.

Cuddy palmed her face before tucking her hand under her chin, looking at him. She gave up.

"How'd you get it in?" she inquired, an eyebrow arched. "It wasn't here when we left."

"Wilson, duh!"

House offered her a warm smile, telling her, "Don't worry. There are gifts solely for you. You just don't have any idea where I hid them."

Well, that was a relief, Cuddy thought amusedly. Seconds passed before she smiled and shook her head at their weirdness. She stood up from the chair and smoothed out her skirt before walking to the door barefoot.

"So…" she drawled out seductively as she locked the bedroom door.

"Care to try it out?" she asked, sexy as hell, her eyes heavy with desire.

House smiled roguishly. He knew that temptress looks.

"Ho ho yeah!"