No sooner had this been said when a crowd of people emerged from Cuddy's office some of whom were carrying wine and champagne glasses in hand.

"You told them?"

"Well, what would you have me do? Once they got a glimpse of this ring on my finger I couldn't bite my tongue."

A devilish grin spread out across House's face as this moment as he leaned in to whisper something into Cuddy's ear.

"Why would you want to bite your own tongue when you could have me do it for you?"

Before Cuddy could utter a response to this question, the two found themselves surrounded by the entire hospital staff who all had grins and words of congratulations covering their lips.

"House, you old son of a gun.." Chase had obviously had to much to drink when he decided to engulf his former boss into a brotherly hug. Normally, House would have said something sarcastic at this point to make him cry but his heart wasn't into it. "Its about damn time the two of you got together. Why I was telling Cameron just the other day…"

"I'm sure you were Chase. Thank You." Rolling his eyes at the drunken idiot whom he used to call an employee House could only laugh to himself while he and Cuddy continued to be bombarded by warm wishes of congratulations. Out of the corner of his eye, the crippled diagnostician got a glimpse of Wilson raising his glass while making his way over to the group.

"I have a few words to say."

The sense of impending doom crept over House as he and Cuddy could only stand silently together waiting for their friend to speak.

"I'm sure the news of our beloved dean of medicine and our be-loathed head of diagnostics getting married came as a shock to many of you. I know it did to me…"

"…but, after seeing how happy they are together standing here today nothing else matters. So, I propose I toast to House and Cuddy, may their love last forever and ever after that. (pause) cheers."

Everyone raised their glasses as this toast was made and then soon the celebration continued….

Later that night, House and Cuddy sat in the living room, drinking wine and talking about the day's events.

"I think Wilson's depressed."

"oh?"

The tone of Cuddy's voice indicated to House that something was a miss. He had known this woman long enough to know when her mind was somewhere else.

"Oh? That's all you can say?"

"Wilson's a grown up boy he can take care of himself."

Normally, this attitude would have been a turn on to House but right now his heart wasn't into it. He had to figure out what was going on.

"Okay, Sure."

"I mean after all the time he's been telling you to lick your own wounds in private it would do him some good to do the same."

"Lisa, what's going on? This isn't like you."

At this question the dean of medicine finished what was left of her wine and began to pour herself another while trying to ignore the questioning blue eyes watching her every move.

"Will you stop starring at me like that!"

"Then answer the question…what's going on between you and Wilson."

Suddenly Cuddy couldn't keep her emotions engaged any longer as she slammed her hands down upon the coffee table and stood up off the couch, all done within seconds of each other.

"Alright fine, you want to know the truth? Wilson came on to me, there happy now?"

Hearing this made the hairs on the back of House's neck stand up as he bit his lip in attempt to keep his anger at bay. Normally he would have stormed out of there and over to Wilson's in attempt to murder his best friend but, no….

"Sit down."

"Why aren't you upset?"

"I am upset but getting angry and acting out isn't the way to handle this. Not now."

Cuddy couldn't believe what she was hearing. Where was the jealousy? Where was the rage? Where was the sarcastic ass she's come to count on for acting in a way she wished she could on so many occasions.

"Your scaring me Greg."

"I'm scaring myself as a matter of fact. (Sigh) Why are you telling me this?"

"Because I thought you should know. Then again, I suppose any man would be thrilled to find out his best friend tried to sexually assault the woman he was going to marry."

"What really happened?"

Damn, I knew that was too much Shrugging to herself, Cuddy sat back down on the couch as fast as she had stood up. There were tears streaming down her face as Lisa tried to summon up the courage to be the bare the barer of bad news.

"He's gone."

(Tell me what you think of this chapter. I'm not sure where this is going but I'm having a great time writing this story. As always thank you all for the kind reviews and more to come soon. Happy Thanks Giving)