The next five months flew by quickly. Cuddy would stay over at his place sometimes and other times he would stay at hers. They had definitely had their ups and downs, but both of them always knew they would have their arguments. But that was nothing new, and both of them had to admit that they were happier than either of them had been in years.
His team had even visited him a few times during his suspension. Although, he would never admit it out loud, he missed them a lot. He was glad to finally be going back to the hospital.
Snapping out of his thoughts, he picked up his helmet and headed out towards the hospital. Ten minutes later he was walking through the hospital doors, late as usual, of course. Nothing had changed.
"You can't even show up on time for you first day back?"
House turned around and saw Wilson walking towards him with a smile. "I'm not really in the mood for one of your pointless lectures right now, Jimmy."
"Right. You have much more important things to do. I bet your gameboy has been missing you while you were at home with your TV."
House just sneered at him and started towards his office, Wilson running along behind him. When he got there he was shocked. A banner hung over the wall that read Welcome Back, House! His team stood under it, smiling at him.
"Geez guys. It's not my birthday or anything," he said sarcastically.
"Well you haven't changed at all," Cameron said with a smile, happy to see him. "I thought it would be nice, that's all."
"Looks like you haven't changed much either," he replied. She just laughed and went to get him his coffee. She handed him his usual red mug and he gave her a nod of appreciation when he took it from her. "So where's the real present?"
"Right here," replied a voice that had become so familiar to him in the past few months. She walked up to him and held out a file, her eyes never leaving his. They had made an agreement not to make their relationship public at the hospital, albeit mostly on House's request. Wilson was the only person that knew, and House was reluctant to change that, so she had agreed to it.
He took the file from her hands, letting his fingers linger on hers for a few moments before pulling away. She raised an eyebrow at him, but he had already begun reading the file.
"Twelve year old boy with chest pain, insomnia, and hallucinations," he read out loud. "This is going to be fun."
He shut the file loudly and slid his arm around Cuddy's waist. He pulled her against his side and right there, in front of his entire team, he bent down and kissed her cheek. "Thanks," he whispered in her ear, before he pulled away and limped over to the whiteboard. Cuddy left the room flushed and confused, but the smile on her face didn't fade until she reached her own office and sat down at her desk.
A few seconds later, after he had put all the symptoms on the board, he turned around to see his team still staring at him with open mouths.
"What? Jealous I liked her surprise better than yours?"