:Hospital:
"His brain damage is so severe that he may not recover." The doctor said to Cuddy. She tired to hold back her tears by gritting her teeth. She wanted to be back in there with him but someone had to know this stuff.
"What are the chances of recovery?" Cuddy asked not sure if she wanted to know.
"Twenty percent...he's had so much brain truama in the past that this crash pushed it over the edge." he expalined. The doctor was having a rough time breaking something so traumatic to the Dean of Medcine.
"Thanks." Cuddy said staring through the window. House layed sleeping he wasn't even dreaming. She wanted to go back in there and saw it was all going to be okay but it probably wasn't. She felt warm tears fall down her cheeks as she stared and House and Angel. House was peaceful and Angel was hooked up to five differnt machines. Not to metion House was losing it, and thrusting guilt on his shoulders. She just wanted to go and punch that drunken teenage driver, who only had a scartch on his cheek.
"Cuddy?" she heard Wilson ask behind her. "I heard." he added. The pain he was going through was almost as bad as hers. That was his bestfriend and his daughter lying on the bed in there.
"He may not make it." Cuddy said putting her hand on the window. She could almost feel his touch, it made her hand tingle. She felt Wilson's hand on her shoulder, it was strong and sturdy but not House. "He said he loved me." Cuddy said just above a whisper. Wilson stopped dead in his tracks he knew he felt like this but never thought he say it.
"Cuddy I want you to know he means it." Wilson said staring in at House.
"I know he means it." Cuddy said. She could see it in his eyes. House's eyes opened slowy and he turned to see them looking in. He tired to lift his arm but he was to weak. Cuddy rushed in and to his side. "I'm here." Cuddy said taking his hand. Cuddy swore she saw him smile before closing his eyes again. She started sobbing again, he was getting closer to a coma every minute. There doctor walked in and checked House.
"He's slipped into a coma." The doctor said. Cuddy rushed out a fell into Wilson's arms. He can't be in a coma Cuddy thought. Wilson held her tight and watched as his bestfriend was being prepped for the coma. After the doctor was finished with House, Angel opened her eyes. "Angel?" the doctor asked walking over to her. She looked around and realized she was in the hospital.
"Why am I here?" she asked looking at Cuddy. She turned her head and saw House, he looked horrible. She strained herself trying to think of what had happened. She remembered leaving the hospital and getting on House's bike, but nothing else.
"Don't you remember?" Wilson asked. She shook her head no.
"Your were in a motorcycle accident with House." Cuddy said. The shock on her face, was surprising. She really did have no idea what had happened. Wilson turned around angry. He couldn't believe she couldn't remember.
"Is he okay?" she asked.
"For now." Cuddy said. Angel sighed and closed her eyes. She couldn't deal with this at the moment, she didn't want to. She was going to be happy after all the accidents but now this happened. She opened her eyes and saw that Wilson had left and Cuddy was sitting in the chair in between her and House. "You okay?" Cuddy asked. She looked worse then her.
"For now." Angel said. She was so much like House it hurt to look at her. Angel saw that and she didn't blame her. Being so much like a person that was dead or dying hurt people, lots of people. She closed her eyes realizing it hurt Cuddy to talk to her. She hoped by the next time she awoke House was awake. She soon fell asleep and started to dream.
Angel was driving down the street with House on his motorcycle. The wind was wiping past them making her smile. House was also smiling sensing her joy. They heard skids, it made Angel turn her head House keep his eyes on the road. There was a car coming straight for them. House didn't see the car before it hit them, making them fly in the air. She gripped him tighter and he hung on her to keep her safe. They hit the road and she woke up almost flying up.
"You okay?" She heard Cuddy ask. She nodded them realized that she was crying. "What were you dreaming?" Cuddy asked taking her hand. She had to think hard to remember.
"I remember the crash. I remember how much House did to save me." Angel said closing her eyes. She heard Wilson sigh. He was relieved someone could tell them what had happened. Before anyone else could say anything more, House's team came almost running in. Tuab was first, then Kutner, then Thirteen and Foreman. Angel smiled a little. "You know if you want your relationship a little less obvious I step a step away from eachother." she said to Thirteen and Foreman. Everyone turned and saw that they were touching shoudlers.
"What happened?" Foreman asked while they scooted a bit away.
"Motorcycle." was all Cuddy could saw. They all nodded in aknowledgement. They asked a series of questions and Cuddy and Wilson answered slowy. They were filled in and then sat down. It was a rough day. Finally when everyone but Angel were asleep she prayed.