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Getting back on American soil, they had gotten their luggage and made their way to Cuddy's car. They had a few stops to make before going back to Cuddy's where she was going help House detox from the Vicodin. Sitting in the passengers seat, House rested his head back as she drove them back to New Jersey "Can we go past my apartment, grab a few changes of clothes, I'm going to need loose fitting lounge pants and t-shirts to get me through the sweats and puking." House was wanting to be prepared. "And I need to check my porn collection." He smirked over at her.

Cuddy nodded. "What did we say about porn?"

"Oh, you're no fun, you expect me to wait while your working?" House was trying to make light of the situation before things got serious later on in the day.

Cuddy sighed not letting her eyes leave the road. "Of course, A few hours of holding out is not going to kill you."

House grinned. "But Moom…" He dragged it out.

"Don't call me that anymore, it's weird now." Yes, she had heard him call her that before, but now that they were in a relationship it just felt strange, she wasn't trying to boss him, she was his lover, his girlfriend, someone that had seen him naked and made him feel amazing in bed.

Shrugging his shoulders, he nodded. "Okay, whatever you say." House didn't want to upset her. "But I'm still checking on my porn." He mumbled.

"House!" She huffed at him. Cuddy didn't like the idea of him and porn, knowing that they could be pleasuring each other instead of him and his hand.

"Cuddy." He countered as he looked over at her.

"Stop!" She smirked as she glanced at him.

The rest of the car ride was light conversation until the pulled up at the hospital. "I'm not coming in." He said simply. She knew that he wouldn't want to come in, she nodded and grabbed her purse from at his feet.

"I won't be too long." Cuddy hoped that she would be able to go in, grab a couple things then come back out without being bombarded with work.

"I'll be here." House said as he watched her climb out of the car and head inside the hospital.

Cuddy walked into the hospital, going straight to her office, she went into her desk drawer and pulled out her prescription pad, grabbing a pen she began to write out the items she needed. Knowing that she would need a few more pieces from the clinic, she quickly moved to the pharmacy, handing over the script she put her hand in her bag and set the Vicodin on the counter, telling the pharmacist to dispose of them, explaining that she would be back in just a few moments. Then she went around the corner. Grabbing a blood pressure monitor, a few stainless-steel kidney dishes, easier for her to clean up his vomit and a small stack of surgical towels, four banana bags and four saline IV bags and IV kits. She was going to be prepared for this, grabbing a couple sets of scrubs in her size, they were easier to change and clean than some of her own clothes if she needed too. Finding a bag to put it all in she made her way back to the pharmacy desk, avoiding everyone she could, her main nurse from the Clinic came over as Cuddy reached the pharmacy.

"I thought you were back today." The nurse spoke out.

"Just landed a few hours ago." Cuddy smiled. "I'm going to take a few personal days." She went on to explain.

"Oh… okay why do you need all this stuff?" Pointing at the bag and the prescription bag that was just handed over to Cuddy.

"Got a friend, hates hospitals, managed to come down with that nasty virus going around, I promised I'd help and look after them." Cuddy hated lying but she didn't want the whole hospital knowing what was going on.

"Okay, well I hope they are feeling better soon." The nurse nodded and walked away. Cuddy was so glad that she hadn't pushed further, last thing she wanted was to be questioned about what she was really up to.

Making her way out of the hospital, Wilson caught up with her. "Are you insane?" He asked looking at his friend.

"Hello to you too." She said sharply. "No, I'm doing what needs to be done."

"You should get him some professional help." Wilson sighed running his fingers through his hair.

"In-case you've forgotten, I am a doctor too, I know what needs to be done. He trusts me." Cuddy couldn't believe of all people Wilson was judging her.

"His place is clear from what I could tell of Vicodin, Cuddy I found about four hundred pills, I've got to go through his office yet, I was waiting for his team to leave today before I do it." Wilson explained.

"Four hundred?" She questioned. "Why the hell did he have so much? I swear since we left, he's only had about ten. His last one was…" She looked at her watch, "Two hours ago. And that's him, we are off to settle down at mine and get it all out of his system now."

"Only ten in three days, that must be a record for House." Wilson looked shocked. "Maybe slow weaning himself off it before its harder later on today."

"I think that's what he was doing. Anyway, I better go, he's in the car. Don't tell anyone about this, please." Cuddy pleaded with her and her boyfriend's friend.

"I promise, my lips are sealed. And Cuddy." He paused. "If YOU need anything, call me." He empathized the YOU making sure she knew that he was there for her.

She nodded and walked away. She returned to her car to see House's eyes closed, she wondered if he was just thinking or if he had fallen asleep. Quietly opening the behind the driver's seat door, she placed the bag down and closed it again. Climbing in the driver's seat she saw him stir a little but not wake up. She had to go to the store and pick up a few groceries to tide them over with the electrolyte drinks too so House could hydrate faster if he was drinking along with his IV's. Leaving him to sleep she drove to her usual store and headed inside.

She was gone for about twenty minutes, making sure she had all she needed for the next few days. Once they got back to hers, she didn't plan on unlocking the doors or windows until she knew that he was clean and not going to do anything stupid. Putting her grocery bags in the car House woke up and saw what she was doing. Choosing not to say anything he rested his head back and rubbed his leg.