Greg got off of the elevator and made his way through the main lobby on the fourth floor and down the hall towards one of the nurses' stations. It was now day break, and he had missed Paul at his home, but knew where he would be able to find him. He passed a couple of residence as he continued towards the office. A few of them spoke but he didn't really hear them. He went into the office and walked over to Paul's cubicle, but he wasn't there.

"Hey man," Steven said walking into the room, "Why are you here so early? You're not due in for at least another two hours."

"Where's Paul," he managed to growl out.

Steven just looked at him, a little confused as to why he looked more crossed than usual. "On the roof, but why are…," he didn't have a chance to finish before Greg was out of the room. Sensing something was up, he followed behind him.

He had almost made it onto the elevator with Greg, but Donna stopped him.

"What's the rush?" she asked him as she grabbed a hold of his arms. He watched as the elevator doors closed and Greg repeatedly pressed the button. He turned his attention to her. "Greg just flew by here, not even saying hello and he seemed like he was pissed with the world. What's going on?" she asked.

"I don't know, but I think I better get to the roof quick," he told her.

She watched as he continued towards the elevator. The door to the other elevator opened and he got on. She ran over quickly and slid in before the door closed.

The door to the roof slammed open and Greg saw Paul standing by the ledge smoking a cigarette. He didn't say anything as he stalked over to him. Paul didn't even see him until he was right on him and didn't even have time to register who he was before Greg's hand was at the collar of his shirt and his fist was colliding with his face. Paul stumbled backwards as Greg let go of him.

"What the f*&% man?" he barely got the words out before Greg had right hooked him again making him fall to the ground.

"Greg what the hell are you doing?" he faintly heard Steven's voice from behind him as he landed a kick to the fallen man's rib making him shriek out in pain.

"Oh my god?" Donna said.

"Get off man," he heard Steven yell as he tried to pull him away.

"Stay out of this Steven," he said as he pushed him to the side. He immediately fell to his knees next to Paul who was keeled over in pain and landed a few punches to his face.

Donna saw that Steven wasn't having any luck as he tried to pry Greg away from Paul once more and ran back down the short flight of stairs and to the elevator that would lead her back into the hospital so she could get some help.

"You stay the hell away from them!" Greg yelled as he kicked Paul in the face as he was being once again pulled away by Steven.

"Greg, calm down. Sh!t you're going to get us all fired," Steven yelled, trying to break the sound barrier that his mind seemed to have put up.

To no avail, Greg had again pulled away from him and was scrambling back towards Paul who was trying to get up off of the ground.

"She…" Paul tried to say something, but Greg punched him in the mouth and continued landing blows not letting him get to his feet.
Greg heard the door to the roof hitting the concrete wall again as it swung open and an "Oh, sh!t," from which sounded like his friend Andrew.

"What the hell's going on man?" Andrew asked.

"'I don't know," Steven said as he, Andrew and Travis raced towards Greg.

The next thing Greg knew he was being pulled off of Paul again, only this time it was much harder to break lose.

"I will kill you!" he yelled. "If you ever go near them again I swear, I will f*&^ing kill you."

Paul managed to make it back to his feet and managed a mocking smirk through his pain as he clutched at his stomach. He could taste the blood pouring into his mouth.

"She wanted it," he said making Greg struggle even harder to get away. "And god knows I wanted to give it to her. That ss of her is so sweet, and she was so wet," he said chuckling a little.

"You son of b!%$h," Greg spat as he tried repeatedly to get away from the three people holding him back.

"What the hell are they talking about?" Travis asked to no one in particular, knowing no one other than the two men talking knew exactly what was going on.

"She just felt bad about cheating on you, leaving you," Paul continued. "But she'll get over it one day and I'll be banging her every night, and that little girl is going to be calling me Daddy."
Before he knew it Greg was on him again, landing punches wherever he could.

"Why the hell did you let him go?" Steven asked Andrew.

"Hey I got a wife and a kid," Andrew told him, kind of figuring out what Paul was talking about. "And if someone said that about him, I'd beat his ss too. "

Oh my God," they heard Donna yell. "Greg no!"

They turned to see that Greg had Paul by his collar as he pushed him back over the railing. The man clung to Greg's arms as they were the only thing he was able to grip to feel like he had some control over rather he went over or not. His feet had left the ground and all Greg had to do was let go and he was a goner.

"Now what were you saying you little pr!ck?" Greg asked through clenched teeth. Seeing the fear in the man's eyes as he looked over his shoulder at the ground that lay below gave him a little pleasure, as he could only imagine the fear that he had provoked in Lisa the night before.

"Greg com'on man. Don't do this," he heard Steven say as the three men raced to the edge next to him.

"Yeah, he's not worth it," Travis chimed in. "Just pull him back."
Steven tried to grab a hold of Paul just incase Greg decided to let go, but Greg only elbowed his hand away, not letting anyone else get a hand on the man's life. Paul's life was completely in his hand and that's the way he wanted it.

"Please, man, don't do this," Paul begged him.

"Travis is right man," Andrew spoke up after Greg still didn't seem to want to pull Paul back in. "He isn't worth it. And how is Lisa gonna deal with this, if you get twenty five to life. She doesn't wanna raise that baby alone. You have a beautiful little girl at home and I know you don't want the next time you see her without being behind bars to be when she's twenty five. And that's if you get the minimal sentence. Pull him back Greg. It's not even worth it."

He thought about it for a little while and pulled him back, managing to land one last kidney shot before he was again dragged away. This time Travis helped Steven and Andrew get Greg into the stairwell and away from Paul while he and Donna stayed behind to check on the man's injuries.

"What f&%$ was that all about?" Steven asked as he shoved Greg into the elevator.

"He went to my house last night," Greg said as his chest heaved up and down, adrenaline still pumping a little to much for him to feel the tiredness and muscle aches from the kick boxing lesson he had just done on Paul. "He went to my house when I wasn't there and tried to rape her. He almost broke down my little girl's door. He tried to f&*$ing rape her," he repeated as he hit his fist against the wall of the elevator.

The two other men in the elevator stood in silence, now understanding his anger as Greg turned away from them trying to find an outlet for his anger, now that Paul's face was no longer an option.

"We are so getting suspended if not fired," Steven said as they watched the elevator numbers light up one by one.

When the number four lit up, the doors slid open and Andrew and Steven immediately put their hands in the air as they were met with hospital security.

"Is there a problem officers?" Andrew tried to ask as if nothing was wrong.

"Yes," the rounder of the men said. "We got a report that there was a man being dangled from the roof and your pal back there looks to be the dangler."

Greg looked at the man and rolled his eyes.

"Sir I'm sorry," the younger security guard said. "But we're going to have to take you in."

Greg just turned around and put his hands behind his back. He willingly let the man cuff him as Steven and Andrew stepped out and the two security officers stepped on.

"Don't forget to get the son of b!%&h on the roof," he told them as they pressed the button for the first floor.

"We'll be down there with bail money soon," Steven told him as the elevator doors closed.

"Thanks," Greg mumbled before they were out of site.

Back at home Lisa had just been woken up by the sound of Hayden crying. She rubbed the sleep from her eyes and walked into the nursery to see that the baby had rolled onto her stomach and had pushed herself up with her little hands. Her face was red indicating that she had been crying for a while.

"Oh, baby, I'm so sorry," she said as she reached in and picked her up. "I didn't hear you." She tried to explain as Hayden stuck out her bottom lip and babbled a few fussy comments but allowed her mother to console her. Lisa walked out onto the balcony.

"Greg," she called out, still rubbing the baby's back. No answer. "Greg," she called out again as she began to descend the stair case.
Before she could start a detailed search the phone started ringing. She dug into the cushions with her free hands as that was where she had heard the sound coming from.

"Hello?" she said thinking it was Greg calling to explain his absence. She was a little upset about him leaving after what had happened the night before. It was a little discomforting having fallen asleep in his arms then waking up finding him no where in sight. Although she knew it was impossible, she wanted to wrap herself in his arms and never leave. It was the only way she would feel safe right now.

"Lisa it's Donna," the frantic female voice said to the other side. "You have to come down to the police department now," she said emphasizing the now.

"Why? What happened?" she asked getting a little panicked. "Is Greg okay?"

"He's fine," Donna reassured, "but he's in jail and we're heading down to the police department to bail him out. Maybe you can come down and help clear everything up." From the few words spoken on the roof, she figured that the whole thing had something to do with Lisa.

"Okay, I'm on my way," she said before hanging up the phone.

'Sh!t,' she thought to herself as her eyes darted anxiously around the room. 'He couldn't have possibly figured out that it was Paul who had attacked her.' Her suspicions were confirmed when she saw the book that Paul had brought back that night lying on the floor next to the wall. This was the main reason she hadn't wanted him to know before she went down to the police station. She knew he would go and do something like this.

She punched some numbers into the phone and pressed talk. "Lori," she said when she heard her friend answer on the other end. She adjusted the baby on her hip. "I need you to get dressed and come down to the police station with me. I'll explain it to you on the way."

"O..okay," Lori said not really knowing what to make of the situation but figured it must have been an emergency from the sound of Lisa's voice.

"I'll pick you up in a little while." She hung up the phone and ran upstairs to get herself and the baby dressed.

She walked into the police station and up to the front desk where Donna was standing. Not surprising for a Saturday morning, the station was pretty busy. Probably mostly minor offenses from a drunken Friday night.

"Don't worry," she told her, "Steven and Andrew went to the back to go get him."

"So they're letting him out?" Lisa asked her.

"Yeah, after we posted the fifteen hundred dollar bail."

Lisa was about to go into her pocket and hand Donna some of the money she had brought with her. She had brought two thousand just to be sure. Before she could get her hands on the money, she heard a familiar yelling coming from the front door of the police station.

"This is ridiculous. I didn't do anything!" she heard him yell, his voice causing her to freeze up and her skin to crawl. The three women turned to see just who they were bringing in.

It wasn't long before Paul was being hauled into the room where they were. "He's the one that f*&%ing hit me. You can tell that. He doesn't have a scratch on him."

Lisa took in Paul's appearance. He had a cut over his left eye and on his top lip. His right eye was a little swollen and his left cheek had a cut on it. The officer tossed him in one of the chairs next to his desk.

"Ahh," he said after letting out a hissing sound. "Watch it! I have two fractured ribs you sshole."

"Lisa are you okay?" Lori asked after seeing Lisa was staring at Paul in what seemed to be a frightened daze. She had filled her out on everything that had happened on the way to the police station.

Lisa didn't answer her. She only looked away after Paul noticed her and a sly smirk came across his face. "Yeah," she said trying her hardest not to feel threatened under his stare. She could still feel his eyes on her. "I'm fine."

"Here, give me Hayden," Lori told her taking the baby from her arms. "You should file charges now since we're down here already. It's probably going to be a while before they get the paperwork done for Greg to be released. I'll be over here," Lori said motioning to the bench across from the desk. She walked over to the bench and began taking Hayden's coat off, and preparing to keep her occupied for what she was sure to be an extended stay at the police station.

"I think you should go ahead and press those charges too," Donna said making Lisa turn to face her. By now, she too was almost completely filled in on what had happened. "it'll probably help Greg's case a little. Especially with the hospital since the administrator has been blowing my pager up for the last fifteen minutes."

Lisa nodded and turned to the woman behind the desk. "Excuse me," she said getting the woman's attention. "I would like to file charges against Paul Mendal."

The lady looked down at the papers that the officer who had brought Paul in had given her. She looked back up at Lisa.

"That guy over there?" she asked pointing towards him.

"Yes?" she said.

"May I ask what for?"

"He attacked me," she said. The woman's eyes went to her bruised wrists and she pulled her coat sleeves down uncomfortably trying to hide the bruises.

"Fill out these papers and an officer will be with you soon," she said handing her some papers and sounding a little more sympathetic.

"Thank you," she said quietly. She walked over to where Lori had taken a seat with Hayden, and sat on the end of the bench next to the table so she could use it to write on.

Before she could finish filling out the papers, a female officer came and led her into a room where they could talk. She stayed about an hour talking to the lady and as she made her way out of the room, she heard Greg's voice coming from down the hallway that led to the retaining cells. He was going on about something and Steven and Andrew were trying to get him to shut up before the officers threw them all in jail. He had his back turned, yelling at the officers and hadn't seen her until he was close on her.

"Greg what happened?" she asked, making him turn and notice her.

"How'd you …,"

"Donna called me," she told him, cutting him off. "What did you do? I told you I would talk to the police."

"Well did you?"

"Yeah," she said losing some of her steam.

"Well what'd they say?"

"I put a restraint order on him. They said that I could only file minor assault charges and that he would most likely only get a fine…,"

"A fine?" He said, this time cutting her off. "Are you kidding me? How the hell…

"Greg," she yelled above him and grabbed his face to get his attention. "Let's just go home. We'll worry about it later." She said with a pleading voice.

He looked down at her and nodded. He could tell that she just didn't want to have to deal with it right now. She wanted it to be over and done with. He wrapped his arms around her and pulled her into a hug.

A few seconds later, his pager started vibrating on his hip before making a beeping sound along with three other pagers in the room.

"I guess we should get back to the hospital," Andrew said.

"Pit stop before we head home?" he asked her.

She nodded, knowing they didn't really have a choice. He just hoped that he didn't get fired or suspended for too long, because they couldn't really afford it.

"Do you think they're going to fire him?" Lisa asked as she nervously rang her hands.

They were sitting out side of one of the hospital's conference room while Greg met with the administrative counsel. They had already talked to Donna, Andrew, and Steven. He was the last to go in. They had already talked to Travis and Paul after he had gotten his wounds treated and before he had been taken down to the precinct. Lisa had given Lori her car to go home with the baby after she had volunteered to babysit.

"No," Andrew told her. "They looked more confused than angry…although they were really angry."

"Well that's comforting," she mumbled to herself. Andrew was always the one trying to offer a word of comfort, but for some reason, it always ended up not being so comforting.

They sat in silence until the door to the conference room swung open.

"Ms. Cuddy," the older, balding man said as he stepped to the door. She stood up and looked at him. "May we have a word with you?"

He held the door opened for her and she entered the room to see Greg sitting in a chair facing the rest of the people in the room who were sitting around a long wooden table.

"Please, have a seat," the man, who seemed to be the head of the counsel said as he motioned to the chair next to Greg.

"Do you know anything about the altercation that occurred between Dr. House and Dr. Mendal?" he asked after she had taken a seat.

"Umm," she started nervously, "I wasn't there when it happened, but I believe I know why it happened."

"Would you care to enlighten us?"

She went on and told them about the attack. She didn't go into too much detail as she didn't feel it was necessary and she want to verbally relive it again. After she had told them what had happened and about the police report and the restraint order and showed them her bruises, they asked her and Greg to step outside.

They waited for about twenty minutes before he was called back into the room. About five minutes later he emerged looking a little less stressed. "I got a week's vacation," he told them.

He had only gotten suspended for a week and a warning that he should take care of all 'personal business' from now on at home and not bring it to work with him. Before they could leave Dr. Grey called them over as he and all of the other members filed out of the room.

"I'm sorry about what happened, Lisa," he said giving her a sympathetic look.

"Thank you," she told him.

"I just wanted to let you two know that you don't have to worry about Paul anymore. He's been fired and don't tell anyone, but Dr. Nelson has made it a personal goal to see to it that he has a hard time finding a job anywhere on the east coast."

Dr. Nelson was the only woman on the counsel. Greg knew that word would get out to the other hospitals, but with her help he was more content with the almost exile Paul would face.

"Thanks," he told him.

The man smiled and nodded at him before turning and walking away.

A/N: Sorry for the long time away. I hope you guys enjoy these updates because I don't know how long they will last. Don't forget to review.