It had been a hectic day at the hospital. The police were there taking statements and gathering evidence, looking for the truth of what had happened during the biopsy. It was a risky procedure but it seemed obvious that what Chase had done went beyond the usual risks involved. At the end of the day House sat with Cuddy in her office filling out some necessary paperwork. "I'm used to you being the one causing the messes around here" Said Cuddy.

Though House had sat around for a while being disappointed and trying to analyze the situation with Chase, he managed to be constantly distracted. Each time he looked at Cuddy the thoughts of the dream he had had flashed into his mind. The images aroused him and it was hard to concentrate. When she spoke to him or looked at him he felt a rush of desire. He couldn't get it out of his head. He wanted her.

Cuddy could see the look in his eyes. She felt like she was pushed into a certain extreme take-charge mode from what had happened and though it kept her working harder than ever today she couldn't help the desire to "take charge" of House and play out her every fantasy on him. She felt a bit guilty that Chase's mistake had cause her the rush of power that made her feel brave. She smiled at House as she signed the last of the papers on the matter for today. She passed it to House to sign as well.

He signed his name, quietly, and looked up at her. Her eyes were gleaming at him.

"I know" she said "that considering the current conditions this might seem like a silly request but I do need my fertility shot for today. If you wouldn't mind…"

"Sure." He nodded and Cuddy stood up and closed the open blinds.

Cuddy handed him the needle and pulled her skirt up over her hip. She braced herself on the desk as House got the shot prepared.

"I think" she said "That this hasn't been working so well. I've been trying so hard for so long and nothing has happened. I wonder if I need to try something else. Maybe the whole 'test tube' thing just isn't going to work for me.

House placed his hand on her upper leg and rubbed it softly. He gave her the shot as gently as he could but he didn't move his hand immediately. The feeling of it on her warm skin, those sexy legs, he didn't want to stop touching them. Not now or ever. He wanted them to be wrapped around his body.

"Sometimes" Cuddy said, turning her head to gaze down at his hand on her cheek "I think that the best way is the most natural way." She gave a sweet smile. The innocence in her voice was not reflected in her face. She had a mischievous desire gleaming in her eyes.

"I think I know what you mean." House said. He had tossed the needle aside. He moved his fingers along her leg and they touched the edge of her panties. Their eyes connected and all the desires both held were laid raw. House moved his other hand around and grabbed her shoulder. He pushed her roughly toward him, one hand on her soft rear and the other slid from her shoulder down to her waist on the other side. He pulled up her skirt on that side too and let both his hands find their way to her silky panties.

Cuddy moaned, smiling. She let her hands touch his face, his hair, his neck. She felt the rough stubble on his face with her hands and then with her lips. She kissed him. He kissed her back, a long passionate kiss. They tasted each other's sweet lips. House moved his hands along the seams of her panties until they found their way inside, stretching the silky undergarments and slowly pushing them down off of her hips. They fell around her feet on the floor. The kiss ended and they both began helping each other undress, throwing clothing carelessly onto the floor.

Cuddy felt the "take charge" attitude driving her. She was the boss. This was her office. She swooped her hand across the top of her desk, toppling everything to the floor. Something glass shattered. She didn't care. "Take me here. Take me now!" she moaned and let him rest her body on the desktop. He kissed her neck and chest, one of her shoes dropped to the floor. He straddled her waist, kissing and touching her. She touched his face, his chest. They stared into each other's eyes and they made love on her desk.

Foremen was walking by in the hall outside when he heard the sound of breaking glass from inside Cuddy's office. He blinked and tilted his head against the door. He could hear moaning and moving inside. "House, you lucky son of a bitch" he said to himself, smiling as he walked away.