So... it's finally the end. Thanks for the reviews, you guys are amazingly awesome and I'm SO glad you liked it. I still can't believe people actually clicked on this story AND took the time to send me fab reviews. If you like House/Cuddy stuff, check out my WIP, "It's Raining." Love y'all lots!

Shay
IX.

"Greg."

When House looked up, she looked back at him for a moment, almost sadly. Screw it all, he really was still in love with her, whether he liked it or not, and she probably knew it, too. He gazed into her eyes, if that was even possible from across the room, and, suddenly wanting to be near her, he stood up and hobbled over to her.

Got a picture of you

Carrying my heart

Close my eyes and see you

When the world gets dark

Got a memory of you

Carrying my soul

I wrap it close around me

When the night gets cold

If you ask me how I'm doing
I'll say just fine

But the truth is, baby

If you could read my mind

She smiled at him, if only for a minute. God, this was hard. She sucked in a quick breath. "I'm leaving." Exhaling quietly, she dropped her gaze to the floor and then snapped it back up again, so badly wanting to see his face, yet not wanting to see it at the same time.

Not a day goes by

That I don't think of you

After all this time

You're still with me, it's true

Somehow you remain

Locked so deep inside

Baby, baby, oh baby

Not a day goes by

His ice-blue eyes stared back at her, and her knees suddenly felt like they couldn't support her weight. She willed them to stay standing for a while longer, and breathed again, the smell of cinnamon aftershave and the unique scent of Greg House filling her nostrils.

I still wait for the phone

In the middle of the night

Thinking you might call me

If your dreams don't turn out right

And it still amazes me

That I lie here in the dark

Wishing you were next to me

Your head against my heart

"For good."

It seemed to take all of her energy to nod, and he looked away.

If you ask me how I'm doing
I'll say just fine

But the truth is, baby

If you could read my mind

When he finally glanced back at her, she had tears in her eyes. "I guess that's it, then."

No words would come out, so she just nodded.

Not a day goes by

That I don't think of you

After all this time

You're still with me, it's true

Somehow you remain

Locked so deep inside

Baby, baby, oh baby

Not a day goes by

He raised his hands to frame her face, and she couldn't move. She was positive she was trapped in his eyes, and she couldn't pull her gaze from them even if she wanted to. His head lowered ever so slowly, and he brushed her lips with his, softly, sweetly. Her hands gripped his forearms for support, and he finally pulled away to speak his last words to her.

Minutes turn to hours

And the hours turn to days

Seems it's been forever

Since I felt this way

"I'm sorry."

"I know."

Not a day goes by

That I don't think of you

After all this time

You're still with me, it's true

Somehow you remain

Locked so deep inside

Baby, baby, oh baby

Not a day goes by

That I don't think of… you

The song is "Not A Day Goes By," by Lonestar. It is NOT mine. Bye.