Chapter 5

As usual, ignore my mistakes. This chapter will be short, because it's getting messy in the next one! Enjoy!

Cuddy had made a few steps away while she was talking on the phone, then she turned her back to House. When the distance was enough to limit House from hearing her conversation, she stopped. Cuddy turned off her phone after her conversation was done. She closed her eyes to regain self-control. She turned around with fast steps straight in his direction.

"You" she pointed at him with her phone. She was pissed off. House was very familiar with that angry expression, which would bring him no good - he knew that.

"Tell me right here and right now that you know what's going on. And is he in this condition thanks to your insane treatment approaches."

House made a step back when he saw her coming closer. He remained silent for a while before looking at the horizon.

"I have no idea."

He was calm, but he looked frustrated. He continued with a calm but cold tone –

"I did what it was suppose to be done, while you did nothing! So if you excuse me, but I don't feel obliged to take your accusations. You in fact have to thank me that he is still alive! OK!"

That was the end of her trying to control herself. House knew her very well, he could predict her reaction only by her fast breathing.

" Before this to turn out into an ugly conversation in which you blame me for all your unhappiness, you better think first how to save that boy. It's not like you are not familiar with the process, as a matter of fact you have more information than I had then. And you have access to files which I didn't have time to check. Last but not least you have a list with, completely new symptoms, and you have many outruled by me the previous time. Now in fact you have time! I guess I should fulfil your request to leave your world."

House started walking to the steps and set at the top one. Cuddy was watching his limping and the efforts that were needed from him to climb up only a few steps. House tried not to look at her, this time she was quiet and he had no idea what's in her mind.

"If you are still here to make sure that I'll stay out of this - I will, you have my word".

"Oh no you won't! You do realize with who you are talking to, right? You are going to fix this, whether you like it or not." She pointed at him. House raised his hands in the air. "Do not even start House." She used her bossy ice tone. "Move your ass, I need my laptop, we have to contact the team, you are going to help me with this!"

House turned his head in the sky with his eyes wide open, when Cuddy snapped

"God is not going to help you this time!" ~

"I was just trying to beg the devil to bring sense into you, but again forgot that your
mother is still not up there yet, still between the living."

"That's your fault again! And don't talk about my mother like that!"

"Oh please" House rolled his eyes. "I'm not moving from here. Have you tried to walk with a cane on a sandy shore - it's delightful!" His sarcasm was more than obvious.

"The hotel is not that far away, you made it once, you can make it twice!".

"Are you sure that you want people to see you with me" - he said with ironic voice.

"Will pick my laptop and I'll be back! Don't even dare to move from here!" She said frustrated.

"This is going to end bad". - He muttered but Cuddy heard him and added

"Like it was peachy until now!"

House opened his mouth to say something but closed it fast.

"Take some food I'm hungry"

"Stop whining" Cuddy continued walking fast in direction to her hotel.

"Some limes for cocktails would be nice" He screamed.
Cuddy turned back, took the first rapana, thrown away from the sea during the storm, and threw it at his direction.

"Hey! Geez I love you too. You missed though"

He smiled slightly but with a sadness in his eyes. Cuddy reached her hotel, her head was going to explode. Hours from now, back that day, she would give everything to have his word that he will stay away from her and now what was she doing? Cuddy stopped for a second when she was in front of the hotel and looked back.

"Should I go back, what I'm even thinking, I should catch the 1st flight and run away." But again what was her chance for success in this case without his help. Could she trust herself and her ability. Cuddy was a good doctor, but right then she was not capable of thinking straight. Her mind was everywhere but not with that poor boy that was probably still dying. Could she put his life in danger to protect herself and her heart. Could she afford to sacrifice her pride and let House help her. Was he going to help at all. Her career was in danger. She knew that - she had one last chance. At some point the life of that 10 year old boy was only one of the costs. Why was she here in this position - afraid of being fired - Lisa Cuddy - she, that's been through so many stressful situations as a dean but survived and why she was on the edge to lose everything again - she was here because of him. It took him seconds to destroy years of hard work. For a second Cuddy considered her decision as a weakness. But it was not. From now on Gregory House was going to work his ass off to make it up to her - no matter the circumstances, no matter what time of the day it was, or if he was in a mood or not. He was going to be on a 24/7 availability for her needs!

Cuddy stormed into her room, she took her laptop and walking by the mirror she looked at herself and noticed that her hair was a mess. The wind outside was long gone but it was getting dark. She was starving as well, she picked the phone at her room and ordered some food, specifically requesting the food to be in a box. Called her mother, spoke for a while with Rachel, her heart broke into tiny pieces when Rachel started to cry for her. When she hung up the phone Cuddy added another reason why he should help her - by sending her far away from her home - Prinston, House, being the reason himself, deprived not only Cuddy from a peaceful life, but her kid as well. The food needed some time to prepare so she had enough time to take a shower and be ready by the time when the order was going to be in her room. Cuddy took her phone with her in case someone from the hospital was needing her, she already called them with quick orders to her team while she was walking from the villa to her hotel. The hot water stream almost made her forget what was happening in her life, when her phone started to ring- frustrated she took it without checking who's calling.

"I need something to write on, need a whiteboard substitute." Cuddy groaned in frustration.

"I'm in the shower right now, don't really care what do you need"

"Can I use your naked body as a whiteboard substitute, it could inspire me and would be.." Cuddy pressed the end button until he could finish that sentence.

A shower can do amazing things, especially after you've been inspired by a husky voice from a male that turns you on by only suggesting to touch your body. Cuddy bit her lips and took a deep breath when she remembered her short but satisfactory scenario that she had played in her head, while the hot water had been running on top of her. That scenario actually was based on the old image of the many times they had sex in the shower. Her body pressed next to his, both breathing heavily, water running down. Her back pressed to the wall so he could support her body easily, her legs spread and on his waist. His hands on her ass while he was holding her, her back still pressed on the wall while he thrusts hard inside her. Her hands around his neck. Tongs playing, teeth biting. She stepped out of the shower still hot, bothered and very frustrated until she gave up and decided to give herself the permission to think about him while touching herself. She needed to release the stress.

By 'amazing thing' was considered the fact that she could still want him physically that bad that fantasizing about him was allowed by her imagination. Cuddy collapsed on the bed, water drops all over her silk skin, she was so wet. Case could wait, they did mention some strange effects after the treatment but nothing much. This vacation was about her needs - and if her mind won't allow her to to be satisfied by House himself - it did allow her to do it herself.. while thinking about him naked on top of her. Her mind was screaming no, but her entire being was dreaming about him hard and up, inside of her. In Cuddy's imagination House's leg was not a problem for any sex poses, especially for those that they never really succeeded to try. Kinky poses never bothered House but she knew he will be in hell of a pain after. A knock on the door got her back in reality!

"Your food order is ready ma'am."

She couldn't believe it! She jumped from the bed, took one small towel to cover herself, or at least some parts of her. Cuddy opened the door slightly, the boy was giving her the food while she was holding with one hand the towel that was covering only her front, all of a sudden she heard a voice.

"Oh, good finally, food!" House stormed inside by pushing the boy from the door and a bit Cuddy, while she didn't have time to react. Holding her towel with one hand and the food with the other. House was faster than her this time and entered successfully in the room. She closed her eyes while holding herself from blazing up while she realized that her naked ass was exposed to House's view. House on the other hand plopped on the bed and smirking at the very ashamed and naked Cuddy. She thanked the boy apologetically, closed the door and turned to House.

"What the hell House"

He stood up from the bed and took a step to her. She opened her mouth to say something and her inner defenses told her to step away, but right behind her was the door. Nowhere to go. "Let me help you with that" She handled the bag with the food to him.

"Ah you thought the food, I was thinking more about the towel, that bed is wet and oh my are you alone doctor Cuddy, look at your flushed cheeks."

House hesitated at first and looked around the room, now afraid that she may not be alone, she was bothered too much - she was not alone or.. "What are you doing, he smiled widely".

"I was taking a shower. What are You doing here" she said still in shock.

"You were taking a shower when I called you and that was a long time ago. Do you know what's the time, thought that you're not coming, which during the circumstances is a right decision, but right now not so good and you are right - I've started this I should finish it, if you of course still need my help. God the word 'coming' turned me on – have no idea why."

Cuddy rolled her eyes.

Both were silent for a moment. House stepped closer - now in centimeters from each other. He smiled and bite his lips while taking the food out of her hand, Cuddy was holding her towel so strong that she completely forgot about the food.

"If you need my help I'm right here - on your service" he got closer and whispered in her ear "And my fingers are longer".

"I was just taking a long shower, drop it."

"And I know how you smell when you are aroused". He said.

Cuddy's face was red like a tomato. House turned around and headed to the terrace with the food. He left the food on the small table outside and entered the room again. Cuddy was still standing next to the door. He took her laptop.

"I'll be eating outside. I think you need a cold shower since my services are not required." He smiled and winked at her. Cuddy was sinking in humiliation, this never happened to her before, well he was keeping her very satisfied in the bed department if she had to be honest, she didn't need to do it herself.

This was going to be a long evening, she thought, took a T-shirt and shorts and headed to the bathroom.

To be continue…