"Lisa?" House asked as he opened his apartment door and saw Cuddy pacing back and fourth. "What are you doing?"
"Hey," Cuddy said nervously stopping in her tracks.
"What are you doing?"
"I - I don't know. Contemplating whether I knock on the door or not," Cuddy offered.
"You have a key."
"I do."
"So you want to come in?" House asked looking around. "We could wait out here. I ordered Chinese so…….."
"I have to go to the bathroom."
"So that would be a no on the waiting in the hall."
"Want an egg roll?" House offered when Cuddy came out to the living room.
"No," Cuddy said nervously shaking her head and fidgeting with one of House's toys. "I'm confused. What's going on with you? Us? You were at the clinic on time, seeing patients for the past three days. You even have a patient. I'm glad of course. I've been trying to get you to do your job for years. But I'm kind of confused."
House took a deep breath, opened his mouth to speak but instead shoved chicken in his mouth.
"I don't know if I can do this."
"Do what?"
"This baby thing."
"Oh," Cuddy said suddenly feeling weak and tears burning in her eyes.
"I never wanted this. I don't think I can do it."
"Oh. Okay. I'm going to sit for second," Cuddy said sitting down on the couch.
"Are you okay?" House asked concerned. He grabbed a glass of water and handed it to her, too ashamed to look at her face.
"I'm fine. I'm fine," Cuddy replied concentrating on her breathing. "I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I should get going."
"Lisa-"
"No. You don't have to explain or anything. I told you from the start that I didn't expect anything. I'm going to go," Cuddy said standing up and looking for her purse. As she did she noticed other things of hers that were in various places. "I should grab this."
"You don't have to go."
"I really think I do."
House watched as Cuddy quickly walked through the apartment grabbing her things. He wanted to say something but he couldn't find any words.