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Chapter Four: Hearing Through My Eyes

Northwestern Memorial Hospital, Illinois

She was almost there.

She would always run to work; it helped her think about nothing. It helped her not to think about what had happened the day before at work and about what had happened the past year. She didn't want to think about the past at all anymore; she thought about what would lie in the future.

The wind blew in her face, feeling cool and refreshing. Although she couldn't hear it, she knew it was there. She couldn't hear her own panting from the running, but she knew she was breathing hard. She knew what happened around her, even if she couldn't hear any of it.

She, Lisa Cuddy, was deaf. And she had come to accept it.

The building she had come to know appeared on her right. She picked up her pace and ran faster. When she came to the entrance of the hospital, she stopped to look at her watch and take her pulse. After that, she entered the hospital to start the next part of her routine, which would be taking a nice, hot shower.

She walked past a few doctors, who smiled to her. She smiled back. She had her popularity in the hospital, now that she had gotten the position as administrator. Even Thirteen, the annoying doctor on House's staff from New Jersey, looked up to her for advice. She was the one who had taught her sign language. She was surprised that she even had the patience to teach her, Thirteen had thought she would learn everything in a matter of three days.

But she had taught her, and that was what mattered. Now, Thirteen didn't bug her about it. She didn't ask her, "What does that mean?" or "What did you say?" anymore. Of course, she would have had to lip read what she was saying, so it was nice that Thirteen had learned sign language.

She walked into the locker room. She found her locker, opened it, and tossed a letter that she had been carrying with her inside it. She didn't know why she used the locker anymore, when she had her own office to put all of her belongings in. She grabbed her clothes and headed for the shower.

Allison Cameron, one of her best friends, had also learned sign language. She had helped her throughout her whole experience with being deaf, during the time after her surgery last year to the time when she had been asked to speak at a conference. Or, she had been asked to sign everything for them. Cameron had to translate everything for the group at the conference. Cameron was actually the one who translated for her when she was signing to someone.

She put her head under the shower head, letting the hot water beat against her face. She couldn't hear the running water, but she could still feel it. Feeling and seeing were her two most important senses now, the two senses that helped her determined if something was there or if she was imagining it. When it came to smelling, that really only came in handy when food was being cooked or if she smelled her favorite dessert. Of course smelling could still help her in many situations, like if there was a fire, but she was deaf, not blind, so seeing was more useful.

She showered fast, dressed fast, and then walked to her office, fast. She was clutching the letter that she had carried during her run to the hospital in her right hand, eagerly waiting to open it. She knew who it was from, and that person knew she would answer back immediately.

She entered her office and quickly sat down in her chair. Her office was small, but roomy enough to have a desk, a couch, and even a TV. As she was about to open the letter, she realized there was a message on the computer. She clicked on it and saw that it was a reminder for a surgery she was prepping for later in the day. Yes, the doctors were letting her perform part of a surgery, but she had performed the surgery many times before. A doctor from a year ago had performed the surgery on her, when she was sick with Meniere's disease.

A tap on her shoulder startled her from her thoughts. She looked up to see Cameron, smiling at her. "What's up?" she signed.

"Nothing," Cameron signed back. She sat down in a chair across from hers. She opened her mouth in the manner of an exasperated sigh.

"Is Chase giving you problems?" Cuddy signed to her.

"No," Cameron quickly signed. "I'm just, having problems with a patient."

Cuddy nodded. Cameron was the only one of her friends that actually just signed to her, not talked as she signed what she was saying. That was how good she was at sign language. Even Thirteen couldn't match up to her.

Cameron pointed to the letter. She signed, "Have you read it yet?"

Cuddy shook her head.

Cameron began to sign some more. "Read the letter. Then you can come to the clinic and see to the patient I've been having problems with. Don't take long." She took a sticky note and wrote the room number of the patient. She got up from her seat, leaving Cuddy to be at peace with herself.

She waited until the door fully closed behind Cameron. Then she picked up the letter, carefully tore it open, and unfolded the note. It read:

My Beautiful Lisa,

How are things going for you? Well, I hope. I will assure you that I am well myself, and I know you will ask the question time and time again. And for where I am, I'll tell you, I'm somewhere, doing something that will benefit the both of us. We'll be together one day, and that's a promise I'll keep.

But enough about me, I want to feel your voice, see your voice, not hear. Taking in your perspective of the world, I do not believe hearing gets you anywhere. Feeling and seeing the world will bring you much closer to the world in detail.

Please write back. Please tell me you are enjoying life, your job, and your friends. I want to be there with you, but right now, I can't. So next time you write, don't focus on questions wandering your mind, think of answers, thoughts, things you want me to know. I haven't seen you for the past year, Lisa; I want to know more about you. You've changed now, and I, myself, have changed.

So write, write your heart out, tell me everything you want me to know, but no questions, just answers. I miss you. I love you.

Greg

Tears formed in Cuddy's eyes. His letters and emails got more and more beautiful; that was the only way the two had kept in contact. In most of her emails to him, she had asked him questions, like "Where are you now?" and "Will you ever come back to Chicago?" She had believed House left her in her hospital bed, last year after her surgery, because he was mad at her, and he didn't want to love someone like her.

She had been wrong. He left for a good reason, a reason that would benefit the both of them in the few years to come. She read the second paragraph again. House had described that feeling and seeing the world would get you so much farther than hearing it. She believed that. She believed to listen through her eyes instead of listening through her ears.

If you placed your hand in the water, you could feel the temperature of it. If you looked at the water, you could see its color. You could find out so much about the water by just feeling it and seeing it. She knew she couldn't hear the lovely sound of the water, moving back and forth along the shore. But she could imagine that. She didn't live in a soundless world; she could hear things through her sense of sight, smell, and touch.

She held the letter in her hands, holding onto the memory of House. I miss you…I love you…those words stayed in her mind; they would stay close to her heart forever. She managed to find her voice, the one she used to always use, even though she couldn't hear it. "I miss you too, House," she whispered. "I love you too."

Letting the letter rest on the desk, she grabbed her lab coat and walked out the door.

Okay, I hope House didn't seem out of character in the letter, I just thought nicer towards Cuddy since he loves her. How did you like it? Was it good? How do you like the storyline of Cuddy being deaf?

Hope you enjoyed this chapter! The next chapter will be with Lindsay and Samantha. :)