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"You slept with her, didn't you?"

"What's it to you?"

Lexi was becoming somewhat of a pest and it was bothering Thirteen to no end. Why couldn't she just move on with her life? Did she dislike being the one to be broken up with this badly?

"I told you what would happen if you slept with her, didn't I?"

Thirteen sighed over the phone. "Oh for god sakes, don't get all Desperate Housewives on me. Leave Lisa alone. I love her and there's nothing you can say about it, you got it?"

"You're right, Remy, there's nothing I can say about it. But there's something I've gotta do about it."

"What does that mean?"

There was no answer.

"Lexi?"

She had hung up.

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Cuddy worked avidly to keep her mind off things, especially Lexi. She was so confused with her MO. Why would she have such issues with them? Cuddy understood jealous exes, but come on! Lexi took it to a whole new level.

Cuddy was new at this whole bisexuality thing, but the love you feel for someone doesn't change, whether it's a hetero relationship or not. Cuddy was capable of loving, and right now, she loved Thirteen. Lexi being so desperate to split them apart had driven them right into each other's arms.

Cuddy leaned back into her chair and smiled. Thirteen was special. She was more than prepared to fight the odds against them and make this work.

Her phone ringing snapped her out of thought.

"Dr. Cuddy," she said, answering her office phone.

There was no answer, but someone was definitely there. She could hear slight background activity.

"Hello?"

"Lisa Cuddy?"

It was a voice Cuddy didn't recognize.

"Yes, who's this?"

"Can I ask you a question? Do you value your life?"

Cuddy's eyes rose a few centimeters. "Excuse me?"

"Do you value the little everyday things? Being able to get up out of bed, walk to the bathroom, see yourself in the mirror? What if that were to change? What if…you suddenly couldn't get out of bed anymore, or have the ability to walk?"

"Who is this?" Cuddy asked again, not having a good feeling about this conversation at all. Her stomach dropped and her mouth suddenly went dry. She suddenly got up and looked out her windows, as if she had a hunch she was being spied on.

"Someone you're going to wish you never fucked with. I wouldn't go to sleep tonight if I were you. And don't notify the cops if you know what's good for you."

A loud click told Cuddy the other party hung up. Feeling worried, she quickly dialed Thirteen. Since she was already in the hospital and working on a case, it wasn't too hard to get a hold of her.

Cuddy tried keeping her cool after she couldn't get a hold of her after all. Her phone rang and rang and she wasn't answering her pager. Cuddy's pacing became repetitive as she waited for Thirteen to respond.

She only gave it not even five minutes when she gave up and went to find her.

As she left her office, she made a stop at the nurse's station to tell Brenda to notify her if anyone came in and looked suspicious. Brenda frowned at that request, but nodded in agreement. Cuddy thanked her and made her way up to diagnostics, walking faster than normal, but trying to keep a low profile at the same time. It didn't take much to see that something was bothering her. Anyone with eyes could notice.

"Where's Dr. Hadley?" she asked, casually walking into House's office.

House was busy on his computer watching some lemur show on YouTube. Naturally, what else would he want to do with his time? God forbid he actually worked every now and then.

"Why? Am I not good enough for you anymore?"

"House, where is she? It's important. Not that I need to justify myself to you."

House popped a dorito into his mouth and talked as he chewed. "Well, you want to put it that way, find her yourself. I'll give you a hint. She's running errands for me."

Cuddy looked appalled at this. "When are you ever going to treat her like a human being and not some slave?!"

House sent a frown in her direction. "When you start becoming a believer in men again," she said, popping another dorito into his mouth and faked a smile.

Cuddy scoffed. But instead of walking out, she leaned her weight onto one leg and put a clenched fist to her hip, showing she was serious.

"Oh for god sakes woman, don't you give up?"

Cuddy didn't say anything as House sucked something from a straw and slurped as it came to the end. He annoyingly shook the cup full of ice and continued to slurp loudly, probably with the hopes of getting rid of Cuddy. She didn't move an inch.

After that didn't work, he leaned back and put his legs up onto the edge of the desk with a sigh of content. He resumed his programming without further acknowledging Cuddy's presence.

"Where is she, House?" Cuddy asked again.

House suddenly flinched and gasped. "Good god, you scared the crap out of me! Let people know you're there before you sneak up on them."

"I wasn't sneaking. Answer me or suffer the consequences." Cuddy's tone wasn't mean, or firm.

Nonetheless, House still didn't answer, so Cuddy did the next best thing—she unplugged the cord for his computer and everything shut off. She exposed the plug to him and then released it.

"No more monkeys for you until you tell me where Dr. Hadley is."

"For your information, they weren't monkeys, they were lemurs, and two, if I tell you, will you leave me alone for the rest of your life?"

"No," Cuddy said, wearing a smile. "It is my job to bother you to be sure you're doing yours. I wouldn't have to bother you if you were doing what you were supposed to be doing, would I?"

Suddenly, House covered his ears.

"What are you doing?" she asked, fighting the urge to roll her eyes.

"Your voice hurts," he said childishly.

"Fine, House, you want to know why I need to talk to her? And it's not because of me being lonely, or desperate for a woman's touch, or whatever other asinine thing your mind comes up with. I'm asking because—"

Before she could finish, the beeping of her pager stopped her. She felt a wave of relief wash over her.

"Because why?" House prompted.

"None of your business," Cuddy responded and spun around to leave the office.

"You forgot to plug my computer back in!" he called after her.

"Do it yourself," she retorted and left his office to return to hers.

She called Thirteen when she was in the safe area of her own office.

"Where are you?" Cuddy asked, sounding anxious again, as if stepping back into her office had suddenly triggered what had happened in here just moments ago.

"Out getting pastries for House, why?" she responded, not sounding too fond of having to run House's errands.

"Have you talked to Lexi recently?"

"Yep. It was the usual, 'stay away from Lisa, blah, blah, blah.'"

"Well that blah, blah, blah part is what's making me start to look over my shoulder constantly."

"Did she say something to you?"

This game of hers was getting annoyingly repetitive. She was all talk and no action. It was the no action that bothered Cuddy the most. No one has ever threatened her before, whether it was just talk or not. She could only imagine what Lexi was capable of.

"Of course she did. It's all she ever does. Look, Remy, if this can't get under control, we can't see each other anymore. I will not be told that if I don't stop seeing you, I won't be able to get out of bed anymore. I can't…I can't function properly anymore."

"Wow, you certainly changed from last night. Everything we've been through, everything we've said to each other, you're going to throw it all away because of Lexi and her meaningless threats?!"

"Remy, you have no idea the kind of toll this is having on me."

"Oh sure, it's all about you, isn't it? Forget that I'm in the same scenario as you. Don't stick with me and see this through. Just automatically give up on us and move on." Thirteen's voice was full of sarcasm, but was strong enough to show the anger as well.

Cuddy's heart sank. "I'm sorry. Words can't explain how much you mean to me and what we've been through meant to me, but for the sake of my hospital and my own life, we can't be together anymore."

Thirteen was silent for a brief moment before speaking. "So that's it? You're just going to give up on me because of her." Her voice started breaking a bit.

"Please don't make this any harder on me than it already is."

"Oh so I should just make this easy on you for breaking my heart?! If you really did love me, you wouldn't be doing this right now. You're selfish, Lisa. Something goes wrong and you just take off without trying to fix it."

"Remy—"

"No. You know what, I should thank you. You've shown me that you're too weak to stand and I don't need someone like that in my life. And the name is Dr. Hadley."

Cuddy would forever remember that tone she used at the last sentence and the click on the other end being louder than most. The weight that had a hold of her heart was getting stronger. Cuddy placed the phone onto her desk and sank to her knees, crying helplessly. Was she wrong to make this decision? What would anyone else do if their partner's ex came after them and threatened their life and lives of others if you didn't stop seeing someone you loved unconditionally? Would they fight, or just give up?

Too weak to stand. Maybe Thirteen was right. Cuddy was giving up because she didn't know how to fight. She was afraid. She was even more afraid that even though she broke it off with Thirteen, Lexi would always be behind the curtain, making sure that the two would never even lay eyes on one another again.

This was far, far from over.

In fact, it was only just beginning.

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