"Greg, I wasn't expecting to see you here today," Scott commented when seeing House walk in, trailing Cuddy by five minutes. Scott took notice of the smile on Cuddy's face when he announced his arrival.

"Yeah, I decided one more week. I called Nolan. He was," House paused and lifted his right eyebrow, looking at the floor thoughtful, "surprisingly okay to postpone."

"Well, I'm sure he didn't mean it personally. He probably just knew that-"

"Relax, it was a joke," House leaned back into his chair and glanced at Cuddy who had her head down staring into her lap. He kept his eye on her, wondering what she was thinking that was making her look sad.

"Greg," he turned his head to look at Scott slowly, letting his eyes linger on Cuddy until he saw she glanced up at Scott as well in anticipation of what he was going to say, then he let his eyes drift into Scott's direction.

"Wait." House interrupted Scott, and shifted himself back to Cuddy. "What are you upset about?"

"Who said I was upset?" she spat out defensively.

"You didn't have to say it. Look at your body language. The way you are looking down solemnly. Something got to you within the time I walked in and sat down, and I want you to tell me what the hell it is," he snapped.

Scott sat back in his chair to observe how they interact with each other without him picking out a topic to go with.

"Why are you so quick to end our sessions with Scott?" she asked, gripping onto the side of the chair that she was now positioned in to face him, as though preparing herself for a response she wasn't sure she was ready for.

"What do you mean end them? They were only temporary! My therapist couldn't take me because he had too many patients. He has room now. I told you this!" he screamed in his defense.

"But I don't want to stop!"

"No one's stopping you from seeing Scott without me! You already are aren't you? So why does it matter if-"

"I don't want to stop THESE sessions!" Cuddy took a deep breath when she saw he gave her a confused expression.

"Why?"

"I'm trying to learn to trust you again and I need him to-"

"You need him to do what? What do you think is going to happen if we become a couple again? You want him to be in our room while we're having sex too?" he screamed.

"No! I just," she took a breath and calmed herself to lower her tone, and to get the image of them having sex out of her head. "I just want to get to that point where it could be just us again. Without having people around to tell us what to say to each other, or how to feel towards one another. But, I don't think we're ready yet to do that without someone like Scott," she said, pleading with him to see it her way.

He sat silently, scowling at his cane that he picked up with his right hand and twirled in front of him while thinking. She sat and watched his process. Instead of looking at her, his eyes found Scott's eyes when his thumb stopped the twirl and set his cane back down against his chair. "Is there anyway we can make these sessions a different night so they don't conflict with my session with Nolan?"

"We can," Scott answered wide eyed, and scooted from his position to get closer to the table that sat in between his chair and theirs to grab his calendar book. "I have an open spot, same time as this on Wednesdays. If that works for the two of you?"

House nodded and glanced at Cuddy who was trying to hold back from smiling, and dropped her left hand on top of his right and squeezed it. "That works."

House stared at her hand and took his thumb and lightly rubbed the top of her hand and shifted his eyes to watch her reaction to his touch. She sighed slowly, fighting off a shiver that it sent her and he laid his hand flat and felt her hand lift off and put it back onto her side, laying on the armrest of her chair.

"Is there anything you guys would like to talk about today?" Scott asked after watching what just happened.

House turned his attention back to Scott. "She kissed me the other night," he blurted out.

Cuddy looked at the ceiling and sighed. It hit her that he never answered her when she asked if they should tell him so didn't expect it to come up.

"Is this true, Lisa?"

House swung his head from Scott to Cuddy and watched her agonize over telling Scott the truth with her head still pointed up toward the ceiling, and her eyes closed tight. "Yes, it's true." She let her head drop to face Scott and opened her eyes. "We were talking, and, drinking. And he was saying all these things that-I never knew he felt," she turned from Scott to House and saw that he was looking at her listening, then turned back to Scott. "And, he gave me leftovers of the pizza that we were eating to give to my daughter and he cares so much about her. I just really want to make this work with him, you know?" Scott nodded but she went on before he had a chance to say anything. "And so, when I was leaving, I just," she paused struggling to find the right words to express herself. "I wanted to show him," she gestured with her left arm to House but never looked at him, "that I was serious about this." She shrugged her shoulder, "and that's the only way that I thought to show him that."

Scott smiled at Cuddy, pleased with the long way she has come since the first time he spoke with her, when she wasn't sure that being around him was the right decision, and was thinking of leaving the hospital because he was there. Scott turned his attention from her to House. "How do you feel about what she just said, Greg?"

House fixated on Cuddy, "you mean to say that you didn't just want me that night?"

She rolled her eyes, "I'm not answering that," she retorted.

She turned to the left to look at House to see his response to that and all she saw was a smirk. She looked away from him and he focused his attention back on Scott, "I feel fine."

"Well, I hate to do this, but, it seems our time is up. So, I will see you both next Wednesday then?" he pressed on when seeing House grabbing his cane and standing up to leave.

"Yeah, Wednesday. See you then."

Cuddy got up after House did and they both walked out together. They walked to the elevator side by side but didn't speak. The doors opened for them after a ten second wait and Cuddy broke the silence when they stepped in. "I have a favor to ask you, and you can say no if you want."

She waited for acknowledgement from him, looking to the left of her which is where he stood and saw his head turn from looking at the numbers indicating what floors they were passing and had his left eyebrow raised when she saw his whole face pointed at her. "I have a hospital thing to go to tomorrow, and my sister can't watch Rachel so I was hoping-"

"That I can watch Rachel," he finished for her, looking back at the numbers.

"Yes."

"And by 'hospital thing' you mean a date?"

"No."

"So if I ask Wilson about a hospital thing going on, he will say that there is one."

"Yes."

He nodded and took a deep breath, stepping out of the elevator when the doors opened for them, "okay."

She lingered before walking out, causing him to get a head start thinking of what he just agreed to. She stepped out of the elevator before the doors closed on her, and smiled to herself when watching him limp to the door and stopped when he turned after opening it. "You coming? Or are you staying here? There's a psych ward in this place isn't there? You need to stop there first?"

She let out a laugh and started walking towards the door and out of it to pass him. "Shut up, House," she said playfully, leaving him behind...