Ch. 10- He's awake

--Sorry about the shortness, it was just a good place to stop. I apologize for any medical trip ups, I am not a doctor yet so I'm not that good with all the medical stuff. Thanks for all the reviews, I hope you continue enjoying it.--

Cuddy awoke with a startle; she was having another dream about House when she was awakened by a crash. She hoped it wasn't House falling out of bed and it wasn't. She walked over to his bed and saw him thrashing about, he had knocked over the water pitcher that was next to the bed and the television was turned on. He must have woken up and fallen back asleep once he watched some TV and now he was dreaming vividly. His moving could tear his stitches so Cuddy stroked his hair gently and whispered to try to get him to wake calmly.

"Greg…Greg you are having a dream. You need to stop thrashing, you are going to tear your stitches. You are at the hospital and everything is fine, I'm here…you can calm down."

Her talk worked and he stopped moving and slowly opened his eyes. He was a little disoriented and was curious about what was going on.

"Huh, Cuddy…what's going on?"

"You had surgery, remember. You are back in your room now. You must have woken up and turned on the TV then fallen asleep again. You were dreaming something awful and knocked some things over."

"Oh, right I got it now. How did the surgery go? Do I still have my leg?"

He couldn't feel any pain which was a good sign, but that caused him to second guess if he still had his leg. With that thought he threw the blanket off and double checked that his limb was still attached. Satisfied with what he saw he put the blanket back and relaxed a little.

"Everything's fine Greg. The surgery went fine and you should be back to work in about three weeks. You can go home in two to four days and you will be back to normal in three weeks, or as normal as Greg House can be."

"Thanks."

She sat with him until he fell back asleep and then went back to her own bed. It was close to five in the morning when he was up again. This time she was awakened by a moaning and the calling of her name.

"Cuddy…Lisa… I …."

She was up quickly when she heard that.

"What's going on? What's wrong?"

She approached his bed and saw a very different House than she had seen earlier that night. He was ashen and sweating and shivering. She knew something wasn't right.

"House what's wrong?"

"Cold…shivering… leg hurts…"

She checked his IV and both the saline and the pain meds were empty. She forgot to leave orders for them to be changed later that night and he was feeling the full blunt of the surgery now. She silently cursed herself out for letting that happen, he was in enough pain before the surgery; he could have used a pain free night. She went out and got the supplies and when she returned Wilson was in with House.

"Good morning Cuddy, sorry it's early."

"No that's ok James. House I'm sorry I forgot to leave the orders, and I let it run dry…I'm really sorry."

"Cuddy, just fix it, I can yell later."

She replaced everything and he was better within ten minutes. It was still early and he fell asleep soon after he was out of pain.

"Sorry I didn't get to give you a proper good morning. I can't believe I forgot how stupid can I be?"

"Lisa, don't beat yourself up. You need to be strong for him even if he looks like he doesn't need anyone to be strong for him. He understands, and if he doesn't he will forget shortly. Pain does that to you."

"Yeah, I guess you're right. So how was your night?"

"Uneventful, but I couldn't sleep much. I almost came over here, but I figured you two would be tired so I stayed home. I brought breakfast for when you're ready. When will he be ready to go?"

"He has to stay for at least two days. I can't believe today is only Monday. It's been a long two days. He should be ready to go home by the end of the week. Rehab will only be for a few weeks and he should be back to work shortly after that."

"That's good to know. I can help in any way. I'm a single man so I have lots of time."

"Thanks for you help; it's good to know that I can count on you. Spending too much time with house can be stress enough. I may need a break every now and then depending on his moods."

"I've been there. I know what to do so if you need any help just holler."

Lisa and James continued chatting for a while and then Lisa went back to sleep. Wilson stayed and watched TV until about seven, and then he had to get to work. He left a note for them both saying that he went to his office, call if any help is needed. He hoped that House would be good for Lisa; he thought that he would be considering how available she made herself for him. If he wasn't Wilson was sure that he would give him a good what for if Lisa came to him for help. He had handled House in his worst and knew what to do if the time came. He wasn't sure how much work he was going to get done with his mind on how House was doing, but he would stop back at lunch to talk to him himself and see how he was doing. He was sure that Lisa would need a break by then and he would be ready to handle anything House could throw at him at that point in the day.