1House headed off to Cuddy's office. Completely ignoring her secretary, or personal assistant, whatever, he barged into her office unannounced. It was this method of introduction to cause Cuddy keep typing away on her computer as she said, "House, how nice of you to barge in. What do you want?"

House smiled secretly to himself, this was going to be fun, " Wilson made me come and warn you that I have a relative coming to visit. He figures if everyone isn't properly warned, there could be quite a," House paused and snickered, "confusing situation."

"House, what exactly do you mean?" Asked Cuddy a bit nervously.

"My brothers coming to town." He responded, feigning excitement.

"You have a brother!" Cuddy thought for a minute, head in her hands, "Oh God, he doesn't share your personality does he?"

"No. But he does share quite a bit of my other traits." Okay, now Cuddy was nervous.

"What kind of traits?"

"Oh, I don't know. Skin color, hair color, shoe size, DNA..." Said House casually, though there was a small smirk on his face.

Cuddy shook her head slightly. She must to have heard that incorrectly, had to have. Because, being a doctor, she knew having the same DNA meant, "Twins? You have a twin!"

"Uh, let me think, YEAH." Said House in a "duh" sort of voice.

"You have a twin," Said Cuddy slowly, "And you didn't think it was something worth mentioning"

"Considering he doesn't leave around here...no." Replied House.

"Where does he live then?" Asked Cuddy curiously. House had a twin! She didn't know whether to laugh, cry, or slit her wrists right there.

"Oh, he lives in England."

"England? Wow, why would he choose to live so far away from you?" She asked curiously.

"Well for one," Began House, " I'm a jerk, who wouldn't want to stay as far away from me as possible?" 'Cameron!' said his mind, House tried very hard to ignore it, "Two, since we were born there, I guess you could say I moved away from him."

"Your English?" asked Cuddy, although it was more of a statement.

"Gee, Cuddy, thanks for stating the obvious." Said House in a mock cheerful voice.

"No it's just," Cuddy laughed, "You don't seem English to me. You don't have an accent-

"Got rid of it. It still comes back when I'm tired." House interrupted, Cuddy continued, "And you most certainly do not act like a proper Englishman."

"Not everyone who is British is proper Cuddy. My brother may not be a jerk, but he isn't prince charming. With the same DNA as me, I'm sure you'd be completely shocked if he was."

House looked at his watch, "Oh look at the time! Looks like I can leave now. By the way, I need to leave an hour early tomorrow so I can pick my brother up from the airport." He left the office before Cuddy could object, leaving here sitting there thinking just one thing. 'Tomorrow? Oh, god."