As he entered the office later that morning, House could see the lights flashing on his answering machine a mile a minute and he was in no mood to hear some patient's complaint this early in the day. However, despite his best judgment, the department head found himself pressing play. No sooner had this action been completed when a familiar voice filled the room.

House it's Jimmy.(Sigh) You were right. I shouldn't be spending my life trying to be like you or at least how you used to be before Cuddy no matter how tempting it is. I guess I thought if I could turn my mind off to how lonely I've been lately it would be alright but the thing is, I'm not alright. I've never been so not alright in my entire life. (Pause) I need help which is why I'm going to Boston to get help from a professional psychiatrist. (Sigh) I would have invited you to come along but I know how busy you are getting ready for the wedding. I'm just sorry I won't be there. Congratulations House. I'll see you when I get back. Good bye.

As he finished listening to the message there was only one thought echoing through House's mind "Good Luck Jimmy." Getting up from the desk, Greg knew there was only one other person in the entire hospital who would be just as interested in hearing the message left on his machine as House himself. Reaching Cuddy's office after taking the elevator to the first floor, House pushed through the door to Lisa's office with his cane and greeted her with an urgent glare.

"Hey."

"Hey, Wilson left a message on my machine upstairs I think you should hear."

"I'm a little busy right now, can it wait a half an hour?"

"Tell you what, since your obviously too busy to pull yourself away I'll give you the reader's digest condensed version. (Pause) Wilson has gone to Boston to seek professional help from a skull jockey."

"A psychiatrist?."

"That's what I said."

Hearing this, sent chills up Cuddy's spine and yet, maybe going to see a psychiatrist was the best thing to do in this situation.

"Good."

"My sentiments exactly. If anything else, at least he's doing what he thinks is right."

"Right."

Before this conversation could continue House's pager went off diverting the diagnostician's attention away from Cuddy for the time being.

"What do you suppose this is about? Diagnostics department now. Come alone."

"Only one way to find out."

"Your right, but if I don't come back by night fall send a search party up to my office."

As he made his way up to the second floor, House thought about everything that had changed this year particularly with his friendship with Wilson. He knew that the oncologist had some issues to work out but at least now, Jimmy would have someone to talk about it with.

Entering the diagnostics department conference room, it suddenly struck House that it was dark so taking it upon himself to do the logical thing Greg flicked on the lights and was soon met by an alarming sight. There sitting around the table wearing party hats and drinking champagne were Foreman, Kutner and Taub all looking as if they had all been drinking while waiting for their boss to arrive.

"Gentleman, little old to be playing dress up aren't we?"

"It's a celebration, in your honor."

"My honor? Hmmm, interesting concept. Especially considering my reputation around here."

As this was said House had a seat at the head of the table and couldn't help but smirk at the spectacle before him. To be in honest, he was touched by the attempt at that had been made at throwing him a bachelor party but celebrating like this really wasn't his style.

"Thanks for the attempt fellas but if you want to party House style try taking me out for drinks then at least I wouldn't have to be sober during the festivities."

This attempt at humor was short lived as all three of his minions exchanged a glance before returning their attention over to House.

"Tonight after work sound good?"

After a rather interesting run in with his team House needed a change of pace which is why he suddenly found himself sitting in an empty exam room with portable television set in one hand and a Reuben sandwich in the other. It had been a long time since he'd done this and it was welcomed with open arms.

Meanwhile, Cuddy found herself in need of sometime quiet time as well. Lately, it seemed as though when she wasn't working or taking care of hospital related business she was thinking about the wedding or spending time with House. She liked how close they had gotten and she couldn't wait to become his wife. Getting up from her desk the dean of medicine walked over to the cabinet located on a few feet away and knelt down by the last drawer. Opening it up, the dean of medicine reached inside and retrieved a picture that she had been keeping for sometime. It was a picture of Cuddy and House when they were still attending Michigan state university as medical students. One of their friends had taken it on a whim and now it appeared that the picture had withstood the test of time and so had their relationship.

"Beautiful couple."

"They certainly are."

Turning around to face House as he entered the room, Cuddy tried to wipe the look of embarrassment from her face but it was no use, she had been caught in the act of reminiscing.

"Am I interrupting something important?"

"Not at all I was just…"

"Taking a trip down memory lane?"

Nodding her head at this question, Lisa got up from the floor while still holding the picture in her hand. There were times when she missed being in medical school. There was something about that time that brought a smile to her lips every time she thought about it.

"Lisa, if the picture's so important to you why don't you put it in a place where it'll at least be able to see the light of day? Like the desk for example."

"Your right."

As she placed the picture safely upon the desk where it could be seen by anyone who entered her room, the dean of medicine had a feeling and decided to test it out the only way she knew how. By being direct.

"Something on your mind?"

"No."

"Your lying."

"(Sigh) Fine, you got me. (Pause) what do you think about going away together, just the two of us?"

This sounded like a tempting idea but something about it bothered Cuddy and it had to be said.

"Who would watch the twins?"

"Taken care of. I talked to Chase and he volunteered to baby sit."

"Chase actually said he'd do this willingly?"

"What can I say? The man loves me. (Pause) And I night have offered to pay him a reasonable sum of money for his efforts."

Arching an eye brow at this comment, Lisa crossed her arms and glared at her soon to be husband with an air of skepticism on her face.

"House, have you forgotten about the wedding? We don't have time to…"

"We could elope. (Pause) Think about it. Lisa. Wouldn't you love to get married on a tropical island surrounded by the ocean and covered by the shade of a palm tree?"

Cuddy decided she liked this romantic side of House and she thought the idea of getting married in paradise was absolutely perfect. In fact, it had always been a dream of hers since she was a little girl unknown to House of course, or so she thought.

"It sounds great."

"I thought you'd say that. Now, after work I've planned a romantic dinner to celebrate and tomorrow it's off to the Bahamas for three whole weeks."

"You don't waste any time do you?"

"Never."

(What do you think? As always any ideas are always appreciated and thanks again to everyone who continues to enjoy my stories. Take Care. Wicket forever.)