As they entered the lavish hotel room after sliding the key card through the slot, a sigh of relief escaped both House and Cuddy's lips as they had a look around while making themselves comfortable. Unfortunately, House's leg had been bothering him ever since they had gotten off the plane so the first place he chose to rest was upon the soft and warm cotton ell mattress located only a few feet away. Cuddy watched her husband as he moved about the room while trying to hide the look of concern covering her face. The dean of medicine knew how much this vacation meant to House because it meant the world to her as well.

"Lisa your exhausted, come and rest with me."

"I'll take the sofa."

"Lisa…"

"Greg…how's your leg?"

Rolling his eyes at this comment, House sat up in bed and slowly started to message his damaged thigh. It had been a while since the pain had gotten to this level so long in fact, that House had actually thought it was getting better.

"It hurts."

"How bad?"

"I don't want to talk about it."

Why is he being so stubborn? Its obvious he's in pain. Damn it Greg. Haven't you realized that you don't have to put up a wall with me. I'll see through it anyway.

"Your pathetic."

"Well duh, are you just figuring that out now? (sigh) I need your help."

"Took you long enough to admit it. Would you like a message?"

"Please."

As Lisa messaged House's leg, an overwhelming sense of guilt began to plaque the diagnostician with every breath he took. How could he be so selfish? Here it is, the eve of their wedding and all he could do was think about himself. As Lisa was about to message the top of House's thigh for the third time in a minute she was stopped by the hand of her lover blocking her next move.

"I'm sorry."

Hearing the sympathy in House's voice touched Lisa greatly but then she knew better then to give in to his misery. Even if it was one of the most memorable sounds she'd ever head in her life.

"You should be."

"I know."

Having a seat next to the crippled man on the bed Cuddy made herself comfortable while trying to ignore the nagging feeling in her stomach that she should comfort him.

"You've been acting strange ever since we left Princeton."

"I just have something on my mind."

"Let me guess…Wilson?"

At this comment House nodded while sitting up in bed. The fact that Jimmy had decided to get help in Boston wasn't what innerved the diagnostician. It was knowing that even when his best friend was dealing personal issues all House could think about was himself.

"Am I that big of an ass?"

"Yes, but I love you anyway."

That being said, the two continued to relax into the comfort of each others warm embrace while closing their eyes. It had been a long trip from civilization to paradise and they were both exhausted. Several hours later, after the sun had already set House began stir while waking up to find Cuddy still fast asleep in his arms.

"Lisa…"

"Lisa…"

Leaning into kiss her softly on the lips, House was not surprised to see Cuddy's eyes open at the touch. As she smiled affectionately towards him there was an heir about the room that finally made it feel like they were on vacation.

"What time is it?"

"Around 7:30."

"I can't believe we slept the whole afternoon away."

"I know. Are you hungry?"

Cuddy was a little hungry but, the thought of staying up in the comfort of their private room and eating in seemed like a better idea then going out. Patting the place by her side lovingly with the palm of her hand, Cuddy hoped House would get the hint that she would rather stay in the room tonight. Fortunately, the diagnostician understood and took his cue while laying back down beside Lisa on the bed.

"So…room service?"

"Perfect."

The next morning, House and Cuddy found themselves standing outside on a beautiful stretch of sand. Greg was dressed in a tuxedo and Lisa wore a stunning floor length wedding dress that extended all the way down to her feet and her hair had been curled with just the right amount of bounce.

"Are you ready to begin?"

Nodding their heads in unison while grasping each others hands the couple looked towards the preacher and smiled their agreement.

"Dearly beloved we are gathered here today. To join this Gregory Alan House and Lisa Marie Cuddy in holy matrimony…."

The ceremony was beautiful. The most memorable moment for Lisa was when House read his vows which he had written himself. She had never known he could write such a beautiful speech and Cuddy knew it had come from the heart. The most memorable moment for House was happening now as they shared their first dance as husband and wife.

"So, Mrs. House."

"Yes, Mr. House?"

"Want to go upstairs?"

That night when they made love it was as two individuals in the arms of another who made their lives complete. They were together, forever and ever after that. Hours later, as morning grew near Cuddy lay in bed looking up at the ceiling while listening the steady breathing of her husband.

"Greg…"

"hmmm?"

"I love you."

"I love you too, Lisa."

Closing her eyes, Cuddy breathed in and out while letting sleep take over for at least a few hours and settling in to married life.

In the morning, Cuddy awoke to the sound of the shower running in the distance while letting her mischievous side sneak through as she got out of bed and wrapped a robe around her waist.

Upon entering the bathroom, the smile Cuddy had been wearing grew wider as she could hear the sweet sound of House's baritone voice singing an all too familiar song.

Heart and soul, I fell in love with you, lost control, the way a fool would do, Gladly...Because you held me tight, And stole a kiss in the night.. Heart and soul, I begged to be adored, Lost control, and tumbled overboard, Gladly...That magic night we kissed, There in the moon mist.

At the touch of Cuddy's arms wrapped around his waist, House smiled to himself while kissing his wife's hand.

"Good morning."

"Good morning, sleep well?"

"Very."

"Me too."

As this was said the two shared a kiss that was more deep and more meaningful then any other kiss they had shared in the past while holding each other in their arms.

Suddenly, House broke from the kiss and smiled at Cuddy with a look that said so much and so little at the same time. She could feel him begin to shiver against her skin and knew she had better keave him be for the time being.

"I should let you get dressed."

"Okay, but don't go to far, honey."

As she left the room Cuddy could feel her knees begin to shake at the memory of what House had just called her.

"Honey."

She liked the sound of that.