Step thump

Step thump

House walked back and forth across the conference room listening to the ideas and thoughts expressed by his minions. It wasn't often he let them get in a word in etch wise without interrupting with an insult.

Say something damn it!

"hmmm, those are all likely possibilities. (pause) Hey, here's a wild thought (turning to face the board) let's treat him for all of them!"

Before a word could be uttered from any member of his team House vanished from the room leaving his team with their jaws hanging on the floor. Unfortunately, Foreman had other ideas.

"House!"

Damn, I knew that was too easy

Turning around to face his colleague as he came running down the hall, House sighed while arching an eye brow.

"Where do you think your going?"

"Home, my work here is done."

This being said, House limped further down the hall while Foreman matched him step for step. Upon reaching the elevator. Foreman cut him off as the doors were about to open.

"Get out of my way, Eric."

"So, that's it? Your giving up? Just like that?"

"Get out of my way, Eric."

Pushing the neurologist out of the way House was about to step onto the elevator when he was stopped by the sight of Cuddy stepping out onto the main floor.

"What are you doing here?"

"Saving your ass."

This being said, Cuddy pulled House back inside the elevator while a grinning Foreman watched from a far.

Once inside the elevator, House could only stare dumbfounded towards Cuddy who continued to stand in silence trying to maintain composure while concealing a grin.

"As much as I love being groped by a beautiful woman, don't you think a little explanation is in order?"

"it's a surprise."

"Cuddy, you should know by now I hate surprises. Give it to me straight."

"Not yet."

"(Sigh) Alright, but I expect some kind of compensation for biting my tongue."

Cuddy had expected to hear some kind of sexual reference along with this statement. So, when she didn't get it she knew there had to be something wrong. Turning around to face her fiancé Lisa was surprised to find House sitting on the floor with his legs out stretched before him.

Having a seat next to the diagnostician on the floor Cuddy placed a hand over his knee while squeezing it lovingly.

"Not exactly what I had in mind."

Ignoring this comment for the time being, Lisa continued to squeeze his knee while letting her concern show through.

"Why are you sitting on the floor?"

"I didn't have a wheelchair."

Before this conversation could continue the elevator doors opened revealing the fact that they were now on the first floor of the hospital. No sooner had the doors opened when House pulled himself up off the floor and limped away while trying to ignore the growing pain in his leg and the worried glances being sent by his girlfriend who was matching him every step of the way. As they reached Cuddy's office, Lisa cut House off just as he was about to walk through the door.

"Greg, what's going on?"

"I've been sent to the principal's office. I think I've been a bad boy."

"Seriously, do we need to talk?"

At this comment, House held onto the doorframe so he wouldn't lose his balance while drawing a sigh. There were times where he knew he didn't deserve Cuddy. She was probably the greatest woman he had ever known apart from his mother who….

Answer the damn question!

"Not yet."

"But we will?"

Shaking his head at this question, the diagnostician drew himself up to full height while grasping a shaky hand onto the handle of his cane.

"No, don't worry Lisa I'm fine. Come on lets go, I don't want to miss out on the festivities."

As she watched him limp through the doors to her office, Cuddy couldn't help but notice how House carefully placed his foot down upon the ground with each step and the pained expression that covered the crippled man's face in the process.

Why do you have to be so stubborn Greg? Please don't push me away

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