A/N: And here is the sad ending... I hate them so much, but I just couldn't decide on which ending I was going to write, so here it is! Enjoy!

Chapter 12 (alternate ending)

Everybody dies

It was indeed a very beaultiful day at Princeton. The sun was rising so high in the sky, and the birds sang very loudly. But they didn't bother me. Not anymore, at list.I was sitting there, on my now usual place, just waiting for them.

It was always the same thing. Always. Sometimes they would come and tell me things about the hospital, or how Wilson had got a new girlfriend and I would say some things like, "She is the next miss Wilson" and he would be like "Don't even think about saying that she is the 4th miss Wilson".

But I liked the most when she came. It was always on the same day, every year. Sometimes she would come more often, tell him about his life and how she had got back to New Jersey and started working on the hospital and had got a new life, friends and moved on. Or at list, pretended to have.

Although I loved to listen everything about her life and how much Rachel had grown up, (she often broght pictures and we would see them together and laugh along the funny ones), it often made me sad, because I wished he could be there with them, and be a part of their future.

But it was somehow ok, because I was in peace with what had happened. I was in peace, because she was safe. I had been able to save her, and nothing else mattered.

So I was there, watching the tree's shake with the wind and longing for her to come, like she did so many times before.

When I got out of my thoughs, she was standing in front of me, and I would have seen someone standing behind her, haven't I been so distracted with her on the first place.

The sun was making her hair shine through the trees and leaves that covered the ground and flew free in the air. That would always leave me stunned, and she loved my face when that happened. I hated when that happened back , I just wish she could see it and laugh of me.

I stood up and got away from where I was sitting, so she could make sure she was on the right place. But I really doubt she needed to do so.

"Hey honey" I loved when she called him that, especially since that meant that no matter how she would try, she would never forget him.

"Hey." I answered, but knew that she wouldn't answer back.

"How are you doing?" She asked

"I'm fine, because you are here with me." I answered and she smiled.

"Things back home are just fine. Chase is running your departament of diagnostics together with Foreman. The haven't missed any cases yet.

"Of course not. They had a good teacher, you know?" I answered and she smiled.

I loved her smiles, because they would always warm me up. Sometimes when we were together and I was lonely or feeling bad about a patient we had lost, she would smile at me and tell everything was going to be ok. And I believed her. I always did.

"And Wilson is going to get married again, you know."

"Yeah, he has always been like that. Can't see a woman and is already going to his knees"

"I just hope this times things work out for him."

"Yeah, me too"

A brief silence followed, and she seemed to remember that there was someone standing right behind her. She then smiled.

"Look who I brought here so you could see." She looked behind and Rachel came, seeming very shy.

I smiled. She had grown up a lot, from what I could remember. But then, she was only five years old the last time I had seen her.

"Hey House" She came right on my direction and stood in front of me. Her green greyed , just like her mother's, shinning through the sunlight, and her hair, now long and dark brown was shinning dancing with the wind. She was ten now, and looked a lot like her mother.

"Hey Rachel" I looked at her, on the same intensity she was looking at me and I couldn't believe. She was actually seeing me!

Cuddy watched as Rachel talked to a lapid, and that was seriously freaking her out.

She had read that kids could see ghosts or spirits, but had never believed on it. That was, until now. Was Rachel really seing House? Or was she just using her imagination?

"Rachel?" She looked back at Cuddy.

"Are you seing dad House?" I asked, and I knew that if House was around there he would have laughed of me.

Dad House? That would sound so ridiculous! But that was what Rachel thought he was, so it was how she was going to call him. And besides, she had always thought he would make a great dad when she saw him and Rachel playing together.

Rachel shook her head in response very quickly and I knew she was lying. But maybe House had asked her to.

Cuddy passed her hand through her hair.

"Great Cuddy, now you are going nuts." She thought. But was she? She didn't know. And for the first time in a very long time, she was ok with that.

They stayed there for about half an hour, Cuddy standing there, watching Rachel talk with House, or not. But it was great to see Rachel this happy. Since House had died, she hadn't been that happy, and neither had Cuddy.

"Rachel, sweetie?" She asked, and Rachel looked again at her.

"Say bye bye to House and let's go."

House hated when the left, but he knew it was necessary. No one could stay there, with him, forever, Not if the preson was alive, at list.

"Bye House" She heard Rachel say, very low, and he looked at Cuddy, that was pretending not to have listened, but he knew she had.

"Bye Rachel" He said, she nodded and went right next to her mother, that was getting ready to leave.

"And Rachel?" She looked at him.

"Tell mommy I'm sorry."

"For what?" She mouthed. And House smiled

" She knows." Rachel simply nodded and watched her mom get close to House's lapid and leave a picture for him.

"Here. I want you to have this so you can remember us." He nodded and looked at the picture.

It was a picture of him, Cuddy and Wilson on the night of one medical conference. They loved that picture, and he remembered how mad Cuddy had been at him for screaming with some of the donours.

But hey! What could he do? The guys where jerks!

She stayed there, for a couple minutes, looking straight at him. She then smiled.

"Bye House."

She took Rachel's hand and they started walking away. When they got to a tree, the wind blowed fast, and she could swear she had heard it say, with the same voice as House's.

"I love you Cuddy"

THE END

A/n: This was a awful ending, but I dont know how to writte sad endings that well. Oh well, hope you liked the fic!