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joraco14 – Thanks for commenting. Well, I think you guys are so lucky… I just finished my work and I have all of my office hours to write this chap. So, yay!

Hughlaurie4ever – You are so right! Cuddy doesn't ride a limo… She doesn't in the show. But in my fic, she does… hahaha! Well, you got one clue right but you missed the "thick, long skirt." By pointing that out, you're ahead of them. You'd understand what I'm talking about when you get to read this chapter (or at least).

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And guys, you should know that any story suggestion or ideas you may have, I would love to hear it if you think it will help me. Thanks a lot.


CHAPTER 1

Sunrise



TAUB reached out for his wife's hand as they walk on the flower covered path of the golf course hill they were heading. He couldn't fight the urge to look at the woman's face and tried to remember why he chose to spend the rest of his life with her. She was his life, and although he did cheat on her once… He was still willing to spend the rest of what was left of him with her. He knew he was trying everything to make things right for the both of them. He must succeed, that had been his mindset since he decided that it was about time to make some changes in their lives.

"I thought I was late," Taub said the moment he (along with his wife) reached the bunch of people standing together, watching Wilson pace from one flag pole to another. Kutner, Thirteen, Foreman and Chase greeted his wife.

Kutner withdrew his gaze from Wilson's direction and answered the newcomer, "Actually, you are."

"It doesn't appear like it," Taub pointed out, referring to the guests who obviously ran out of stories to tell for the sake of socialization. Almost everyone looked bored.

"Cuddy is not yet here. It's almost sunrise." Foreman said then looked at his watch while Thirteen smirked.

"House is not yet here, either." Thirteen couldn't help it but point that fact out. Cuddy's absence at this time when the ceremony should already have started minutes ago in Thirteen's opinion was something worth questioning.

Foreman shook his head, while Chase brushed his business suit the twenty-second time and held his red necktie in a very nervous manner.

"She looks gorgeous," Foreman said to Chase, one eyebrow rising.

"I know. That's exactly what I am thinking. Thank you," Chase told Foreman. He couldn't get his eyes off of Cameron wearing a white satin dress, exposing her shoulder; in her hands were a bouquet of flowers. Her hair flows like golden sunrise in her bare back, on one side it was elegantly pinned decorated with fresh flowers giving her a very divine look.

"This is the day, Chase… This is THE day," Kutner said meaningfully.

"Yeah," Chase answered, "Can't we just get this over with?"

"Can't, actually. Cuddy is not yet here. And House…See? Not here." Thirteen tried again, hoping that the topic would shift from the romantic endeavors of Chase and Cameron into the not-so-romantic affair (or lack thereof) of House and Cuddy.

Everyone fell silent. Thirteen's smirk slowly disappeared. Foreman reached for her hand on her side, quietly and discreetly.


THE PHONE on Wilson's pocket rang and he had not wasted a second to pick it up, "House?! Where the hell are you?"

"Hey, Babe. Miss me?" House said.

"Please tell me you are NOT WITH CUDDY." Wilson made it clear that he made an emphasis on the word "NOT", and that House wouldn't miss his tone by any chance.

"Miss me, Jimmy?" House teased.

Wilson could hear that Cuddy tried to fight House off for the phone. When he heard her voice in the background, his shoulder fell in a defeated manner. "I am hoping as hell you know what you're doing."

"Uhmmm…"House pretended that he was thinking then spoke again, "I do hope so myself."

"GIVE ME THE DAMN PHONE HOUSE OR I'LL WRAP---" Cuddy said in the background.

"Wrap your panties on my face to suffocate me? Oh, please try." House retorted. By the muffled sound of their voices, Wilson could say that House had tried to cover his phone so that Wilson wouldn't be able to hear their argument.

"THE ROAD, THE ROAD! WATCH THE STUPID ROAD!" Cuddy said.

Wilson felt the drop of cold sweat making its way down his forehead. He couldn't help but send a prayer to the heaven for House.

"Ok, Jimmy-Boy, you know the drill." House went back to him.

Wilson sighed. "Are you sure about this?"

"Uhm, not really." House said, sounding playful.

"You are going to ruin her life." Wilson tried to make a point.

"I know." That's what House said before he hung up. Wilson knew that enabling House in some way was already a habit for him, but this time it's different. He wanted to give House a chance, but to Cuddy's expense. It was like choosing between two candies he wanted to keep and were both very precious to him. The choice he has to make definitely was difficult in so many levels.

Wilson sighed and then took his phone out again. With a heavy hand and with his mind asking a thousand different questions, he dialed a phone number he saved earlier the other day.

"Ah, hello Judge Swinston. My name is James, James Wilson. I think the wedding will be delayed…"


LISA CUDDY wanted so much to smack House's face real hard, but she restrained herself from doing so. First, she couldn't reach him with her heavy skirt and tight dress; and second, playing this game with him this time would only allow him to think that what he was doing was okay with her.

And it definitely wasn't.

The evil jerk would ruin her life!

That was the most important day of her life and he wanted to ruin it. He took her from her home (well, not really) and she could only assume that House bribed her chauffeur to be able to do this… or maybe he wrapped a rope around him after giving the poor guy some sedative and kept him locked in her garage. Classic House. She smiled bitterly as she narrowed her eyes.

Without her knowledge, House had been staring at her from his mirror the whole time she was wallowing in anger.

"What?!" She said when finally she caught him throwing glances at her.

"Take the stupid veil off. You look ridiculous."

She growled with her eyes, hoping that it'll pierce through him and grind him into pieces.


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