This chapter is short. But I think it has some good huddy in it. Review and tell me what ya think!

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Arrested.

The word rang in House's ears.

"I'm not going to be arrested for doing the right thing." He said quietly.

"You broke the law." Edward smirked, "You do the crime, you pay the time."

"And just how many years is it for giving a kid a place to live?" House asked standing back slightly.

"You may have thought you were doing the right thing when you invited this child into your home,"

"Ronald." House glared.

"Ronald, Into your home. He is not your kid though."

"He is not my kid." House agreed, "But I will not let someone looking for only money take a five-year-old off of my hands like he's a bargain chip."

The man was about to object when House held his hand up.

"You are going to let someone who left this kid by himself take care of him? And you think that is a wise decision?"

"He wants his child."

House widened his eyes over-enthusiastically, "Oh, he wants his child, I was under the impression he wanted money, my bad."

"He has a right to his own kid."

"Listen. He didn't want him. Ronald was in tears when he showed up on my doorstep and now he has a good home."

"I've done some research Dr. House."

"He has only been here a day, how could you have possibly done research?"

"You're on Vicoden I presume." The stuffy man said.

"Yes." House simply answered.

"And you take them regularly."

"First of all, I do not have to answer to you and second of all you couldn't have known that when you didn't even know I was a doctor. That's the bold letters on my file." He said getting more annoyed.

"You are in no shape to take care of a kid."

"Oh and this baby daddy is?"

"You haven't even met the guy."

"And you haven't met my fist, you're about to unless you get the hell out of my apartment." House stated standing his ground.

"You won't be hearing the last of me you can guarantee that."

House rolled his eyes and watched as the middle-aged man left his apartment quietly.

Arrested.

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It's not like he's never been arrested before. He's been in jail and had handcuffs on him but he had never been in trouble for…helping someone. It made him nauseous.

He heard Cuddy before he saw her. She sat down on the couch and patted beside her.

"What happened?" She asked gently.

"He's threatening to arrest me." He smirked, not believing the situation that had just happened.

Cuddy's eyes widened. "House, he can't do that."

"He has proof that I'm on drugs, I'm not the biological dad, I've already got records from god damn Tritter, the kid has only been here for a day and there is nothing I can do to change that."

"He's happy here."

"That doesn't matter. David wants his kid back."

Cuddy frowned and stood up.

"You don't give up House. You work until the brink."

"No one is dying."

Cuddy went into rant mode, "That kid is going to die if he goes back to the father that didn't want him House! He's going to treat Ronald badly. You won't let that happen. I know you. Whether or not you believe me it's true. You do things for the right reasons. You may not be helping anyone but yourself but you get things done. This is an entirely different situation in which you actually give a damn and I'm not going to let you stand by and act like he means nothing to you."

House was silent for an entire minute before he looked down and looked back up, "Where is he?"

"I put him to bed. I didn't want him hearing any of this." She muttered calming down.

House looked at her for a long moment and she shook her head slightly, "What?" She asked, he said nothing. "House what are you-mmggff." His mouth crashed over hers in a desperate claim. He pulled her head to him by the back of her neck and wrapped his other arm around her waist pulling her against him. She vaguely heard the sound of wood against wood as House's cane dropped to the floor. He pulled her back stumbling slightly as they fell onto the couch. Their tongues danced and their hands groped before Cuddy pulled back, gaining her senses.

"We…can't do this." She said standing up and straightening her blouse.

"Yeah. You're right. Um…" House looked around. His face was flushed and he was breathing erratically.

"I- I should go." She said looking for her coat.

"No, don't…do that. Just I'll…I'll watch some TV." He said huskily and trying to calm himself down. "You…I'm sorry." He said sheepishly.

She sat down beside him.

"I am attracted to you." She said quietly. Almost as if it hurt her to say it.

House glanced sideways at her and smirked, "So, if this was somewhere else, at a different time…you wouldn't have pulled back?"

"If this were somewhere else and at a different time…You'd be screaming my name." She smiled.

He smiled as he bowed his head into his hands.

"I feel like an idiot."

She had never been on this side of his emotions before. It calmed her to know that the bastard she spends time with every day was actually a human. He wasn't shedding tears, but he showed a slight outlet. A glimpse of a momentary weakness. It comforted her.

She leaned over close to him and kissed him on the lips gently. "Don't. I just don't think now is a good time for either of us."

He nodded.

"Let's figure out what we're going to do about this situation." He stated gruffly.

"Yes, let's."

TBC