Here it is folks, the long awaited Chapter 5 I hope you all enjoy it. Thank you for reviewing.
It had been a few days since Cuddy had seen House so, she decided to drop by his apartment after work. After pulling into the driveway Lisa sighed and stretched while having a look at her surroundings. The absence of the orange motorcycle sitting by the garage could mean only one thing, no one was home.
Pulling out her cell phone the dean of medicine flipped it open and began to dial an all too familiar number.
The sound of "what a man" echoing from his jacket pocket diverted House from his thoughts as he pulled over to the side of the road.
"Yeah."
The sound of her friend's voice on the line brought a smile to Cuddy's face
"Hello Stranger."
"Boss Lady, to what do I owe this pleasure?"
Oh if you only knew, she thought to herself while having a seat upon the stoop.
"Well, if you must know I am sitting on the step of a lovely apartment waiting for the owner to give him a very…..special…..offer."
Just like that the line went dead making the smile on Lisa's face grow wider with each passing breath.
With in minutes of this phone call House's motorcycle could be seen speeding up the street.
Running over to him Lisa threw her arms around Greg's neck and kissed him passionately for a moment.
Peering into his eyes there seemed to be something missing. The familiar spark had died out leaving only ashes.
"What's up?"
"Nothing."
Holding hands the two headed towards the apartment enjoying each others company.
Once inside, House sat down at the piano while Cuddy decided to make some coffee.
As a beautiful melody filled the air and the sweet, intoxicating aroma of a homemade brew reached their lungs both lovers felt completely at ease.
Watching from the kitchen, Cuddy suddenly realized she was seeing a side of House rarely shown to the rest of the world, a more human, vulnerable side.
Long, thin fingers caressed every note with a simple complexity that could only be described as heavenly. A few short minutes later, the song ended and House gestured for his listened to come closer.
Having a seat next to him on the bench Cuddy had a feeling something was on the brilliant musician's mind.
"Wilson came to see me today."
The distant manner in which this information was given alarmed the dean of medicine but she didn't want to add any fuel to the fire, sort "o" speak.
"And?"
"He only wanted to start a fight and I was in no mood for that. So, (pause) I cut him off. That's it we're done."
She knew this situation must have hurt House greatly as Cuddy squeezed his hand as a silent gesture for support. There was a sadness in him that the dean of medicine had never seen before.
"Are you okay?"
"Hell no, I'm not okay. I just ended the best friendship I ever had, and for what? Nothing, absolutely nothing."
Shaking her head at this comment, Cuddy squeezed House's hand tighter while meeting his gaze.
"It wasn't for nothing. (Pause) If Wilson wouldn't listen what else could you do?"
"I don't know."
(What do you think will happen? Will Wilson and House ever be friends again? We'll just have to wait and see. More to come soon.)