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Chapter 38- Hormones

The Thursday Wilson came back he, himself couldn't believe all that had happened to Cuddy and that was before her house burned to the ground.

"Are you okay?" He asked caringly.

"For the most part, yeah," Cuddy said.

"Well, do you need somewhere to stay? Do you need anything? I could've gotten you a key to my apartment," Wilson bombarded her with questions.

"I'm fine Wilson, really," she tried desperately to calm him.

"Well where are you staying? Please don't tell me, your office," Wilson furrowed his brow.

"Calm down," Cuddy stated, "I've been staying with House."

"Wha-?" Wilson gaped, "House?"

"Yes, House," Cuddy confirmed, "And believe me when I say I was just as shocked as you are. He even bought back my wardrobe."

Wilson clicked his mouth shut, "Well that's great. I guess that means you guys made up then, right?"

"For the most part, yes," Cuddy stated.

"Well just tell me if you need anything," Wilson said.

"Okay," Cuddy said as she hugged him. When Wilson pulled away to leave her office she stopped him. She desperately wanted to tell him about her pregnancy, but something just didn't feel right. Well for one, she hadn't discussed it without House, but when had she needed his consent to tell people about her business. Somehow it felt as if they were apart of each other now. She couldn't even make her own decisions anymore and she silently cursed herself.

She realized Wilson was still looking at her expectantly and she mumbled a quiet, "Thanks." She quickly shuffled out of her office in search of House.

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"Wilson's back," Cuddy said as she walked into House's office.

House looked up and held her gaze, "I have eyes, too, mommy."

Cuddy rolled her eyes and sat in a chair in front of him. They both sat in silence until House broke the silence.

"Is there something you needed?" House asked as he looked up at her again.

Cuddy looked at him. She really didn't want to tell him that she felt drawn to him and liked being close to him. Close in ways she shouldn't be thinking about in the office, and that's all it took. She suddenly turned a bright shade of pink and her pupils dilated as she suddenly felt horny. She quickly crossed her legs which caused which didn't help much because it put pressure on her sex. She bit her lip to suppress a moan. She dug her nails into the arms of the chair that she was currently sitting in. This temporarily stopped her from jumping over the desk and jumping House.

"Cuddy?" House asked. Cuddy snapped her eyes to House and he almost immediately caught on. "Are you okay?" He asked as he quirked an incredulous eyebrow.

"Fine," Cuddy breathed out as she looked into his baby blues.

"Is there anything I can help out with, Dr. Cuddy?" he smirked. 'GOD, YES!' is what she wanted to scream. Right now she wanted nothing more than to take him as hard as he could give it and harder than she could take it. She wanted it doggy style bent over his desk. She wanted him to pound all ten inches of himself into her until she begged him to stop. She needed to get out of there before she followed through on her thoughts. She had no idea what brought all of this on. One second she was sitting in silence and the next she wanted to have sex with House in his office. Cuddy stood slowly and backed away from his desk.

Once she was standing behind the chair, she rested her hands on the back of it, hoping to put some distance between her and House. "I, uh…I think we should tell Wilson," Cuddy said.

House looked up. "Tell Wilson what?" He asked seriously.

Cuddy huffed, "That I'm pregnant."

House held her eyes for a moment. "And you need me to make that decision because…" he trailed off.

"Well I just thought-" Cuddy started.

"It's your body and you're a big girl. You don't have to tell him I'm the father if you don't want to," House said as he looked back down at the text he was reading.

Cuddy straightened from the chair she was leaning on and shook her hair out her face. As much as she disliked his response she still respected it. She shook her head in understanding and turned to leave his office. When she was at his door, she briefly paused but didn't turn to look at him.

"See you at home," she uttered just loud enough for him to hear.

She was about to push open the door when she heard House call after her, "Cuddy?" She turned around to regard him.

"I expect dinner waiting for me," he smirked playfully at her.

Cuddy smirked back at him, "You want a women to cook your dinner you have to marry her first."

That wiped the smile clean off of House's face and it caused Cuddy's smirk to broaden into a full blown smile. She'd evened the score and that brought her mood up as she sashayed out of his office.

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House had gotten off of work nearly an hour ago and he knew Cuddy would be worried sick about him when he didn't answer any of her calls or texts. He got off of his bike after spending twenty minutes on it, clearly zoned out. Thinking about what he was about to do would surely change the rest of his life. He knew Cuddy didn't mean what she said, but that's not what scared him. What scared him was how seriously he took it.

House glared at the cheerful bell above the door that rang once he was inside the store. He sized up the store from his stand point and continued to glare. A friendly employee walked up to him with a broad smile.

"Can I help you sir?" she asked perkily.

House made eye contact with her bright eyes and it felt like he was being blinded. "No," he grunted as he walked past her.

"Well I'll be over here if you need anything," the sales lady said as she walked away.

"Do what you want," House mumbled as he walked towards rows upon rows of glass shelves.

Half an hour later House walked out of the store, got on his bike and sped off.

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Cuddy, who had actually made dinner, was slightly ticked off that House hadn't even shown up to eat it. She hastily wrapped the food up, stuck it in the fridge and fed the puppies. After heading to the bathroom, she quickly cleared her face of make-up and brushed her teeth. Her head was just hitting the pillow when she heard the apartment door open.

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House noted that the apartment was pith dark when he entered it, meaning Cuddy was already asleep. Now all he had to do was get into his room quietly without waking her and he was home free. He ditched his cane and limped quietly into the room. What he didn't expect, once he crossed the threshold to his room, was for Cuddy to be sitting up in the bed after flicking the lamp on.

"Oh, honey, you're home," Cuddy spat sarcastically.

House's head snapped up and he smirked. "We're not even having sex and you're using pet names," he said as he shrugged off his trench.

Cuddy ignored his comment, "I made your stupid dinner…which you weren't even here to eat by the way."

House shrugged off his suit jacket and left the room. "You actually did that?" he asked jokingly from the kitchen.

Cuddy got out of the bed to go scold him some more, but something caught her eye. Peeking out of House's suit jacket was a small white bag with a logo Cuddy knew all to well. Curiosity took over and Cuddy found herself stepping closer to the jacket to get a closer look. She stooped down and pulled the bag out of the jacket cautiously, as if it would bite if she weren't careful. Once the bag was fully in view she was able to read the logo in its entirety. She slowly opened the bag and felt around inside until her hand struck a small object. She withdrew her hand which was still grasping the object and held her breath as she opened it. She gasped in utter shock and disbelief at what she saw.