"Mom," a thirteen-year-old Lisa Cuddy asked sweetly, "Can I got out to the park with Emily? We'll be home by nine. Please?"
Her mother looked up from her paperwork and nodded. "Yes, as long as you're home by nine. Not a second later, do you understand?"
"Yes, Mummy," she kissed her mother's cheek and skipped happily out the door. She met her older, teenaged boyfriend outside and they locked into a passionate embrace.
They rode away on his motorcycle.
She came home at 9:15 every night that summer, swearing they had stayed extra at the skating rink or the park.
Fin.
(A/N: You know, I love Cuddy. She and Wilson are about the only people I care about in the series. So, follow me on a few part journey of these people's childhoods. And yes, Little Miss Perfect would lie to her mom. She even admits to lying since she was twelve. So take that.)
