Every time they had argued in the last couple of weeks,Cuddy had gone to bed early, giving him a peck and telling him to come to bed and every time he would play bluesy tones for her. As if saying sorry by playing her something so she might fall asleep better.

This time Lisa had stayed awake though and waited. After about an hour she heard him move, the soft tunes of the baby grand subsiding, his bare feet shuffling on the hardwood floor. She loved to see him barefoot, not really knowing why but she thought it was sexy as hell.

He went to the bathroom, brushing his teeth, getting his pajama bottoms on. Only those since she told him that she loved it when he came to bed without a shirt. When he finally crept into the room he tried setting his cane down as quietly as possible, she switched the bedside lamp on and pulled the comforter down for him.

'You're not asleep.'

'I wanted to apologize for what I said. I know it's just your way of worrying.'

Greg nodded and then limped over to the bed, hanging his cane onto his nightstand. He got into bed and turned to her.

'I...do trust you, more than myself.'

Lisa nodded and switched off the light again before kissing him tenderly and then snuggling against his side.

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'So I thought since we stayed at my place last weekend, ate my food, this week it's your turn.'

'You broke into my office, again.'

House was currently leaning against her desk, playing with a flummy and smirking at her cheekily. Lisa made her way over, grabbed the flummy from him and put him back into the desk drawyer where he had stolen it from. With a reprimanding look she shoved at his shoulder and made him move away from the desk over to a chair.

'You can't stay over this week.'

She neatly stacked the files once more after he had brought them out of order, avoiding his eyes.

'You are hosting a orgy and don't want me with you because you would be unable to let go of me? I would have never thought you're that egoistic.'

She had to smile at his words.

'A little less fun than that. There's a conference in New York. I'll be attending it.'

'A Conference? Spawns of Satan Deans United?'

House walked over to her again, hovering above her and leering at her cleavage.

'I'll be gone from Tuesday till Friday. So no stay over.'

'You don't have to go. You could take the time off with me, we'd just lay around, maybe on each other, while they have their important whatever Conference.'

It was almost cute, for a second he had the look of a deer caught in car light, maybe fearing to be alone. She stood and rounded her desk, packing everything she needed to take with her.

'Since when do you know about this?'

'Greg, they told me yesterday. I've been cramped in this office all day preparing the files I need to take with me. I'm sorry it's so short notice and that it interferes with any of your sleepover plans but I have to go.'

'Fine, but I'll be mopey the rest of the day.'

With a 'harumph' he let himself fall on her couch, his arm draped over his eyes dramatically and moans of pain and despair rising from his chest, making him more than worthy of an Oscar. Lisa shook her head at his antics and kept working stoically, his moans of distress becoming louder and longer.

As it knocked she tried to shut House up, who only took it as his chance to lay it on even thicker by throwing in sniffels.

'God damn it House!'

'What's wrong with him? Did his Playboy Abo run out again?'

Wilson smirked as he walked towards Cuddy's desk, nodding over his shoulder to address House.

'He's mopey.'

'Told him about the conference?'

'HE KNEW?!'

House looked at them petulantly.

'Here we go, thanks Wilson and yes Greg, he knew, because the board scheduled me for the conference.'

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'Wilson will be second in command, so be nice. Do your clinic hours or I'll tripple them. Do not hunt Wilson with requests for idiotic tests and leave the legal department alone. Remember the less law suits...'

'...the less I have to deal with Stacy, evil mistress of the morality textbooks, blaaaa blaaaaa blaaaaaaaaaaa.'

House rolled his eyes for emphasis and then flopped down on her bed next to the suitcase Lisa was packing.

'Are you mopey again?'

'No, since it didn't actually help.'

Leaning down she kissed him softly and then smiled at him.

'Only till Friday after that I will be requesting your time in the evenings again and you won't have any guys night for some days. Use your time wisely. So...how about some Italian take out?'

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The conversation was light to non existent between them while they ate. House was still not over his mopey phase like he had predicted and felt put down because he'd be left behind with Wilson.

'It's not so bad House, god you're behaving like a five year old. It's only two nights.'

'But Wilson is not as good in bed as you are!'

'I will just pretend you never said and implied anything about Wilson and having sex with him.'

He went back to moping, shooting her looks whenever he was sure that she was actually looking and Lisa would reply with a well practiced eye roll.

She cleared the table and left him sitting there, his arms folded on the table and his head laying on them, picture perfect of petulant.

She went to be early, taking a book with her to read because she did not feel like spending her time with House when he was barely talking to her. Half an hour later he followed her to bed. He undressed to his boxers and then crawled in next to her, putting his head on her midriff. Lisa stroked through his thinning hair affectionately and put her book away, feeling that his mood was gone.

'You ok now?

House didn't answer, he pulled the blanket off her and started kissing and nibbling on her soft skin, intent on making sure she would miss him the next two nights and for emphasis leaving her with some well placed hickeys.

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