Titled: Four Brothers 26

Author: wheretobe

Rating: PG

Summary: The story of four Sons, Christopher James House, Daniel Matthew and William Gregory House.

Authors note: R&R highly appreciated. This is a very AU story and just a try and see if I could pull it off. Thanks to Kerry again for she made me post the last chapter after I was reluctant to get back to writing.

Pairing: Huddy

Disclaimer: I don't own House or its characters Fox does tho, I just used them shamelessly for this snippet.

To all the reviewers: lots of thanks and hugs. Your replies really helped me along!!!

insanehouseaddict:I feel for her too I would never want to be in her situation.

glicine: yes I amde it back. Funny I always get around to writing when I should really learn.

huddyaddicted: yeap it's me. I am still alive

chris-am: Haha guys you make me feel like I was dead or something.

iamwallflower: I am happy you still enjoyed it so much the second time around!

Laniki: I am amazed you keep reading even if you aren't a shipper.

Carla Fox: Oh wow you put in a real marathon. I am really glad you enjoyed it so much.

nandafm88: Another marathoner. Awesome. Haha everyone really likes Chris so I'll make sure to have moreof him and his siblings in next time.

Christopher, Daniel and William

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'Your insomnia is back.'

Greg sighed but refused to turn to her. He could imagine Cuddy standing in the doorway to his music room, arms crossed over her chest, as she looked at him with worry. For a second he wondered why she even cared so much. It wasn't like she could remember them, him. His face darkened considerably.

' Why?'

She inclined.

'How the hell should I know? It comes and goes.'

He shrugged carelessly and gazed back down at the ivory keys of his baby grand.

' I just seemed to remember that it hadn't been back for some time.'

Of course Lisa knew what was bothering him. It had been a few weeks ago now that she went back to work and against all hope, not much had made it's way back into her mind. It bothered him more and more. Up to the day when he refused to go to therapy with her.

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'Are you ready?'

House was behind his desk staring at a CT, deep in thought.

'What for?'

He asked without even looking up as she made her way further into his office.

'Therapy. We have an appointment in 20 minutes.'

'I can't.'

Lisa's face fell.

'What do you mean you can't?'

'I have a case. You remember? You personally assigned it.'

'I...I know I assigned it.'

She had felt truly lost that moment. Just not knowing what to say to that.

'But you'll come next week.'

House turned to her then and his look made her insides turn cold. His eyes were simply indifferent.

'Look I just don't see it helping any.'

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'You remembered it? Great...I'll tell you when I'm ready to jump up and down from joy. Oh Bollocks! That reminds me...I can't bum leg and all. Remember that Lisa? No? Sure? Cause it was you that chopped that large piece from my leg out. You want to see maybe that'll help?'

His voice was bitter, sad and tired, rolled together into a nasty snark, hitting at her furiously for everything she couldn't make right again. She just stood, paralyzed and took it all. It was unfair to her, she knew but then she also knew that it was the same for him. He was just on the other side of that emotional torrent and whatever they tried they just couldn't get close with this between them.

Instead of running she stayed, not giving in to his anger this time. Slowly she stepped into the room and closed the door behind her, the draft already making her skin pebbly with goosebumps.

'What the heck...look I don't know if you forgot that too, but usually when I am that angered people better leave me the hell alone.'

She was almost there, he could feel it, hear the shuffling of her feet on the plush carpet.

'Well I am quite sure we've established before that I am not everyone Greg. Right?'

And then he could feel it, her warmth was seeping into his back, the difference in temperature making him shiver slightly, his annoyance slowly dying down as his body yearned for her to be closer. It had been months since he had touched her. That first night she had been back home and he had held onto her as she slept.

'Look...I'm really not good company. I thought I made that clear.'

A last futile attempt to get her to just let him wallow. He knew she wouldn't. Lisa was right, she had proven to him that she wouldn't just leave, no matter how hard he pushed.

His chin dropped onto his chest as he felt her tiny arms snaking around him, her front pressing warmly against his back.

'I won't go Greg. I told you I am here. I know you try to get rid of me with your words. But I am not letting you go. I feel ...I miss you too. Only that I don't remember our past. But I miss that touch, embraces, maybe just looks, that I know we shared. I want that back too.'

Lisa whispered into his ear, her forehead against his temple.

The only sentiment she could draw from him tho was his hand on her arm as they stood/sat like that silently.

'Come to bed with me Greg.'

Whispered again, another shiver being drawn from him as he felt the yearning inside himself. They had been sleeping in separate rooms since the situation between them had become stressed.

'Let's make new memories.'

With a smile she turned his head to her and tilted his chin up to meet her lips halfway.