A/N: Guys, I'm so so sorry, but the computer was broken and i couldn't update it earlier. A few of Luddy scenes (*kills Lucas*) here, but nothing to intense. (Like I would betray huddy this way). Enjoy!

Chapter 5

Bloody Scallywag

Lucas was sitting outside Wilson's house on his car. He was waiting for them to arrive, and was also getting himself ready to act as if nothing had happened. "And it didn't." He thought.

True, he had sent House to a mental hospital under a fake name, with the help of a friend of his that worked on the hospital. It was amazing what a thousand dollars could do to some people if you know where to find them.

There was just one problem that was almost driving him nuts. Cuddy was the administrator of that mental hospital.

He was completely aware that she could find out, and it was a very serious risk of being uncovered, but then Cuddy almost never got in touch with the patients of the hospital, and his "friend" would take care for that never to happen.

There was the problem of her friends telling her, but she only had one real friend in there, and she wasn't really mental stable. She used to take her kids to the institution and let them interact with the mental disabled people. She even convinced Cuddy to do it once, but he wasn't really worried.

Even if Rachel had stayed at home and was in touch with House, she wouldn't tell anything to Cuddy. Because if she did... Well, then her bloody scallywag, as she liked to call him, was going to pay.

It wasn't with this that Lucas should be actually worried though. He should be worried that Cuddy would see that the dead body at the funeral wasn't actually House. But he had taken a good care of that.

The guy in there was a famous cooker at Miami; also famous for selling drugs to PI's sometimes. But that wasn't the point. The point was that he was absolutely the same as House, except for a few details, such as his nose and the color of his eyes. So, after taking the guy down, he just set fire to the body, making it unrecognizable, and took care that the funeral would be at the same day.

So, as he could see, there was nothing to worry about.

He was taken out of his thoughts by the engine of a car getting closer. It was indeed Wilson's car. So he hid until he was absolutely sure they were inside.

Opening the door of the car, he murmured "its show time" and went to the door.

Meanwhile...

"Wake up Mr. Smith, its group therapy time." A nurse said, waking House up from his pleasant dreams.

He sighted, and then stood up. It was no use to fight against them. He had tried and it failed. It would fail again and again. He shook his head trying to get those thoughts away. "No, you promised Cuddy you'd help her. You can't give up." He thought, and sat up on his bed. "I guess I need a new strategy then." He stood up.

As he went to the "living room", there were some chairs making a circle in the center of the room. There was a nurse at one of them, and some people at the chairs around.

"It feels like Mayfield." He though, sadly.

House hated Mayfield. Not just because he ended up broken hearted or missed Cuddy, but because he lost. He lost against Nolan. And he had lost Cuddy to Lucas when he was finally free. That couldn't happen again.

He made his way to the chairs, sitting in one close to the window. He took a sad look to the world outside. A world where he didn't belong anymore, thanks to a PI. He felt his blood start to boil on anger, but he didn't really care to that.

His thoughts belonged entirely to Cuddy now. He wondered if she was ok, if she missed him. But then he remembered of the crash and that she thought he was dead and stopped his thoughts. "She hates me. And it's all my fault." He whispered to himself, and glanced around to see if someone noticed. Nobody did so.

"So guys, today is a very special day. Nurse Lindsay brought her kids and some of the kids she takes care for, when their parents are traveling or working." Everybody got excited and House rolled his eyes.

"So, here are the kids!" She pointed to the door, and at list 20 different kids came through that door, but then House wasn't paying attention anymore.

There were about 10 to 15 children in there, and they all went to play with a different loony. It even seemed that they were close friends. Although all of the kids seemed not to pay attention to House, a small girl with brunette hair and eyes with the same color as her mother's, went running straight to him.

"Bloody scallywag!" She screamed of joy.

House had stopped listening when the nurse said something about the kids being there. He didn't give a damn to the hospital activities, he only wanted to escape. But the voice that he heard had almost stopped his heart.

"It couldn't be her, could it?" He thought and turned to face the brunette kid, just before she jumped on his lap.

"Rachel?" He said, as if trying to believe on his luck. "What are you doing here?"

Meanwhile...

Cuddy took a good and long bath, and put on her clothes to the funeral. She managed to hide her puffy red eyes with some makeup, but that was no use, since she knew she was going to cry. House was just... Everything to her before he crashed his car on her living room.

Now she was angry at herself for moving away from him. After all, he was jealous and still mad at her for breaking up with him when he crashed his car on her living room. That was just House being House. Maybe if she didn't leave him alone here, or let him go to prison, he wouldn't have died, or tried to kill himself or whatever happened.

That was a curious thing, though. Nobody knew what had had happened to him, and nobody seemed to care but herself. Not even Wilson and definitely not Lucas.

Lucas... He was acting very weird when he showed up at Wilson's, asking her where was Rachel and why she hadn't come. Don't get her wrong, she loved that Lucas cared for her daughter but it's just that he never did that before.

"I wonder if Lucas has something to do with House's death." She thought and regretted instantaneously. "Great Lisa, now you are going nuts." She left the bathroom and went to her bathroom saying something about "getting a place for her at her mental hospital."

When she got to her bedroom, Lucas was sitting on the edge of the bed.

"Hey babe" Lucas said, and Cuddy saw some kind of anxiety on his voice, but decided not to ask. After all, House should be the focus here.

"Hey" She answered back.

"You look beautiful." He said, trying to be nice, but also careful so she wouldn't see any signs that something was off.

"Thanks." She said, in a sad tone.

"Hey, it's ok." He said, and went close to her to hold her hand. She didn't answer.

"You know I love you, right?" He said.

"Of course I do" a quick pause was followed as she stared on his eyes.

"I love you too." She said, before they broke into a kiss.

"Hey Cuddy, I..." Wilson said, getting into the room as they pulled away.

"I'm sorry." He said, blushing.

"It's ok" Cuddy said, as they stood up.

"Let's go?" Lucas asked, getting out of the bedroom.

"Sure" Cuddy said, walking to the front door.

Meanwhile...

"Because mommy works here." She answered; rolling her eyes like it was the most obvious thing in the world.

House couldn't believe on his luck. Cuddy worked there! That meant he was safe and Lucas was going to pay for everything he was doing!

"Rachel. You need to tell your mommy that I'm here okay?" He said, as soft as he could.

"I can't." She answered, with pain on her eyes.

That let House startled. Lucas couldn't threaten a five year old girl like that. Or could he?"

"Why?" He felt his blood boiling, already knowing the answer.

"Because Lucas said that he'd hurt you and mommy if I told anything."

Now House was really angry. Not just because he could hurt Cuddy and he wouldn't be able to do a thing, or because he threatened a five year old girl, but because he had really got House. And there was no way out.

"But I can still do something." Rachel said, getting House's attention back to her.

"What is it?" He asked. She smiled.

"Help you to get out of here." That was perfect. She could really help him and no one could blame her for that. After all, who would suspect that a five year old girl was helping someone to run away from a mental hospital?

"How?" He asked

"You'll see." She answered, with a deviously grin on her face. Now, she would do anything to get her mommy and her daddy together again.

A/N: So, sorry again for taking this long, but it won't happen again. Next chapter, Lucas is going to drop a bombshell that you won't be able to forget. *smiles deviously* Oh, and thank you all for the reviews!