"Thirteen."

Remy quickly turned to face House in the middle of the hallway. He took notice of her hair being slightly damp and she smelled much fresher. The Remy Hadley he witnessed a mere half-hour ago was pale, bitchy, and washed out. What a transition, for the better though. Now, to figure out the bigger question…

"House, please - not now. Cuddy already put down the hammer with me. She said I was lucky to have my job back as it is, one more mistake like that, and I'm gone for good. There, saved you the trouble, you happy?" Remy lied right through her teeth; and she was damn good at it too. During the whole process of officially joining the fellowship, House tried his hardest to break her down and yet, there are still mysteries that he has yet to solve.

"First off, I'm never happy. Secondly, what caused you to be three hours late?"

"It's none of your business." Remy's jaw locked in place.

That belligerent, devious smile returned on the doctor's face. "I think it's time that I check my special footage. Everybody lies, but my special evidence won't." He shifted his head as he made eye contact with Thirteen; secretly wondering if she'd react to his bluff.

"What special footage?" Remy's eyes widened, "House…What are you talking about?" Her reaction instantly caused her to fail his little test. He knew she did something, something that she didn't want him to find out about.

"Oh, nothing. Get to work Thirteen. I'm sure I'll be seeing more of you very, very soon." He winked and smiled as if he was a kid in a candy store; House was off in a flash, hobbling his way down the hallway to his office. Remy didn't know what to think at that point. House was a conniving jackass sometimes, and would do anything to get a truthful answer, but would he really stoop that low? Surely he didn't break in her apartment and installed a camera somewhere…

'Oh God…Please let him be bluffing.'

Remy was worried, no - terrified, about House's earlier statement. So, she paid a visit to the second best source…

"Wilson, I need to talk to you." She closed the door behind her and approached his desk, where he had been peacefully sitting and eating his lunch.

"Ah, Thirteen. Sorry I didn't chat with you yesterday, I am pleased to see that you changed your mind." He put down his sandwich and leaned into his chair. "Let me guess…House-related?"

She nodded.

"Why do you all come to me?" He said with a heavy sigh.

"You're really gonna ask that? You're his best friend, he tells you everything."

"Fine…Fine. What happened?"

"Would House put a camera in my apartment?"

"What? No! I mean, he is sneaky but he isn't THAT bad…I think."

"You think?" Remy repeated him in the muffled tone. "So in other words, I should go home right now and check everywhere?" She crossed her arms as a brow arched up, looking down at him.

"…Should I tell Cuddy that you've taken a personal day, if she asks?"

"Uh yeah…And be sure to tell House, that if I find anything…He's going to need a wheelchair, not a cane." She stormed out of that office, slamming the door as she left.

"Where's Thirteen?" Foreman asked Chase. "You asking me? She's your ex."

"What does that have to do with anything?" He questioned the Aussie.

"If a pissed off ex of mine was working with me, I'd keep my eyes open at all times. Better watch yourself, mate."

Taub joined the two, taking a seat after he poured himself some coffee.

"Taub, have you see Thirteen?" Foreman decided to ask him. It was worth a shot.

"She left. Went right out the doors without saying a word to anyone." Taub answered without a thought just before sipping the coffee.

Chase bundled a laugh and looked to a shocked Foreman. "What? You really surprised? She's pulled everyone's strings around here. She gets away with everythin'. If you ask me, I'd say House and her have a thing."

"And what 'thing' is that?" House strolled on in, leaning in to his cane. Chase fell silent and looked down, masking his humiliation as the room fell silent.

"Well then, guess I'll never find out," House cleared his throat briefly before looking at the table of doctors, "I see three of you, but I have four…Where is my lesbian at?"

"She's not a lesbian, House…" Foreman interjected.

"Pfyah, sure. After being with you, she's had a 'woman-only' sign on her forehead. Thanks a lot for spoiling it for the rest of us, Foreman. Gawh!" House taunted just before making his leave again. He was searching for Thirteen once more.

"Alright Cuddy, you killed her, didn't you? I've been poking around and a shady nurse who strongly dislikes you says that she saw Thirteen pass by your office. Now she has disappeared…AGAIN." Obviously what he said wasn't true; but for some reason, he figured that Cuddy knew better than anyone where she might be hiding.

"Dr. Hadley isn't here?" Lisa took her glasses off and stood from the desk.

"Oh don't play coy with me, Cuddy. Where is she?"

"House! GET OUT!" Cuddy demanded as she put on her jacket.

"Wait, where are you off to?" House was eager to find out.

"That's none of your business. Foreman is in charge of baby-sitting you while I'm gone." Cuddy grabbed her purse and was out the door, leaving a puzzled House standing in the middle of the Dean's office. 'It was...Odd.' So, he followed her out of the door and tried to catch up to her. "Are you going to fire Thirteen?"

"No House, I believe I know where she is."

"But...You did say you were going to if she messed up again..."

"No I didn't House, just get back to work. I'll be back soon." Cuddy called out as she exited the building.

House came to a stop right at the doors, and watched Cuddy make her way to her vehicle. 'Now this is just bizarre. Thirteen said one thing and Cuddy said the other...' Something is going on, and he was dying to unravel the enigma...

"Where is that damn camera?" Remy had looked through every nook and cranny for a hint, a mere clue, to prove whether or not House was just being House or if he really did spy on her. She went through her living room, kitchen, bathroom, and now was checking the last place...and most likely, the best place he would conceal it.

However, everything was clear; there was no way he had a camera in her apartment.

'Thank God.'

Remy was in the beginning stages of cleaning up since it looked pretty totaled after her investigation; but something caused her to stop. Someone was knocking on her door.

'If it's House...He is dead. That bastard...'

She was practically drowning with rage as she made her way to the door; she was prepared to give the guy a handful but cut herself short when she realized that it hadn't been House.

"Cuddy...Wha-what are you doing here?"

"Better question is, why are you here and not at work?" Lisa interrogated Remy. Cuddy invited herself in, and Remy chewed the inside of her lower lip as she closed the door and locked it for security measures, before completely turning to focus on the Dean.

"I was here, looking for something...Wilson didn't tell you?"

"Tell me...What?"

Remy sighed and rubbed her forehead with her hand. "I thought House had been spying on me, hence the total destruction of my apartment."

Lisa looked all around and smirked. "Really? You know he was just messing with you."

"One thing I've learned about that guy, is to never underestimate him."

"Well," Lisa cleared her throat and moved closer to her. "If he is spying...Why don't we give him a show?" The Dean had a gleam in her eye that Remy most definitely recognized.

"You've got to be kidding?" Remy's voice lowered, trying to look everywhere but at Lisa at this point. This was not the time, for she couldn't fully explain why she gave in to Lisa earlier that morning in her office. "No, Remy...I'm not kidding with you..." Lisa lowered her voice, advancing even further. She dropped her purse on the sofa and placed her hand on Remy's warm cheek, gently forcing the younger woman to look at her. "I know you felt it earlier...Because I felt it too. Let's not fight this anymore..."

A smile slowly appeared on her lips soon after she felt Cuddy's soft hand brush against her cheek. Remy then shivered as her eyes gazed into those piercing blue hues. It seemed so nice, so delicate, so exhilarating...It made her forget about the the morose problems that she was facing, from dealing with House to worrying about Huntington's taking full effect and claiming her life once and for all. At this moment, it felt as if she was living a dream. "But you're strai-" Remy was cut off by the Dean, who was quite tired of the stalling. Lisa's lips crashed against the younger woman's, kissing her hard, almost savagely. She was determined to reach that next level, even though this whole experience was new to her.

Remy's brain plunged into a dormant state, while her body and more specifically, her heart, took over. She had no other choice but to give in once and for all.

It was a fierce battle of will, for who could withstand the passion, and Remy became the clear conqueror in no time. Cuddy moaned before she broke free from the kiss to gasp for air. The Dean rested her forehead against Thirteen's and opened her eyes to lock with hers before whispering seductively, "I want this...I want you." Remy's heart pounded rapidly when hearing those words. She didn't say anything; instead, she nodded and took Lisa by the waist and escorted her to the bedroom.

Cuddy followed willingly, meeting Remy's lips once more as the younger woman led the way down the hall. Remy pushed Lisa's coat off of her body, hearing a light thud from it the moment it landed on the floor. Lisa stepped out of her high heels and kicked them out of her way as they went. They stopped briefly, for the Dean found herself pinning Remy against the wall. Usually, she was the one who followed the other person's lead. This time, she was fighting for total control. Two women were aching for that dominant position, and it appeared that Cuddy was winning...So far. A groan then escaped Remy right before she broke free from the kiss. They were so close to the bedroom, and yet she felt too weak. Cuddy's lips trailed along Thirteen's strong jaw-line, leaving sensual butterfly kisses, and down to her neck where she began to create a love bite.

Taking the younger woman's skin between her teeth, she bit down and then moved back up to her ear, whispering yet again, "I don't want you against a wall...You know where to take me..." She smiled and took hold of Remy's hands, giving them a gentle squeeze.

Remy built up the last bit of strength she had and pursued to the bedroom once more. About time too, for she couldn't take this much longer. The consequences just didn't matter at this point. Lisa Cuddy had a hold of her and she knew that Lisa knew that.

At the last minute, Remy turned and caused Lisa to fall back onto the bed. She hovered over the Dean's beautiful body and locked lips with her all over again. She went right to work, she took position and straddled Lisa's hips; Cuddy sat up just enough to where Remy was able to slip that blouse right off of her and toss it. Item after item of clothing was removed from the two women, leaving them bare to each other and completely exposed. The kissing came to an end, and there was Cuddy - laying on her back - looking up at Remy. The older women swallowed hard as Remy leaned in, her hair falling past her shoulders and gently brushed against Cuddy's chest. "Are you sure this is what you want?"

"Positive."

Remy moved to rest between Lisa's legs and pressed her body into the Dean's. Cuddy leaned her head into the pillow and arched her back the moment Remy's lips decided to explore her body. This feeling, she could certainly get used to it. Being with a woman was very different, and yet, she wasn't afraid or nervous. Her eyes fluttered closed as Thirteen kissed all along her collarbone to her chest, taking a nipple in-between her lips. The Dean's cheeks flushed when realizing that her body was reacting fairly quickly. She gasped and perked her chest up, sucking in her stomach as Remy's tongue brushed circles around her hard nipple. "You're so beautiful..." Remy mumbled as she moved to the other breast, giving it the same amount of attention.

Remy's eyes gazed up to look at the remarkable woman, watching as she sucked in a great amount of air and moaned repetitively. It was quite a sight, and it only drove her to please the Dean more. Remy kissed on down the woman's body until she reached the Dean's core. She placed a soft kiss to her center, and looked up to see Lisa eagerly biting her lip - just waiting for her to continue. And so, Remy did. Her tongue slowly darted across her folds in almost a teasing fashion. She even paid the extra-special attention to those tender bundle of nerves.

Cuddy was soaked, and completely ready to be pleasured.

Just the taste and sensation alone thrived her to continue on since Lisa didn't seem to find discontent in what she was doing. Remy finally extended her tongue as far as possible inside, curling it a few times, before sliding out and letting her fingers take effect. Placing one more soft kiss to her core, Remy slipped her fingers deep inside of Cuddy and instantly placed pressure in just the right areas.

Lisa's moans grew louder, her hips bucking gently in response to what Remy was doing to her. Remy moved back up and kissed the woman fiercely as two digits continued to pump into her.

"Oh Remy...Mmmn..." Lisa's breathing became irregular, the pleasure was striking every part of her body all at once.

Remy leaned back just enough to get a good look of her. It was clear that Lisa was closer than she had truly realized, causing her to smirk and push her fingers faster and deeper inside of her. She was a woman on a mission at this point.

Cuddy's hands roamed the younger woman's bare back, grazing the skin with her nails before burying one hand into Remy's hair and tugging on it. The other hand...Decided to rest itself in another place. Remy's eyes widened slightly when she felt her own core being tended to. Remy leaned her head back and her jaw to slacked as she began to pick up the rhythm of Cuddy's fingers as they thrusted inside of her.

Both women pleasured each other, wanting to satisfy each other to the best of their ability. A thin coat of sweat covered their bodies until the final moment...They both reached their sexual high and rode out their orgasm until their bodies were completely numb from passion. Remy collapsed beside of Cuddy onto the mattress and both women tried to regain their normal breathing. They were very drained and exhausted.

Cuddy closed her eyes and rested her head on Remy's shoulder; she wrapped an arm around her waist and drifted off to sleep. Remy smiled and pulled the sheets over their bodies and held the Dean in her arms; for she too, welcomed sleep.

"Mmn." Cuddy slowly stirred from her sleep, blinking a few times before looking up to see Remy's eyes fully open. Cuddy smiled and leaned up and gently pecked her lips. "That was fantastic..." She then buried her head into the younger woman's neck and placed a series of kisses there.

Remy gently caressed Cuddy's back, feeling completely relaxed and...Dare she even say it, happy?

Of course, her happiness was cut short when that hand started to shake uncontrollably, and then her arm started to jitter shortly after. "Sorry, I'll be right back." Remy moved herself away from Cuddy. She put on a shirt and some shorts and went directly to the bathroom sink. These spasms were coming and going more frequently, which only informed her that her disease was growing more powerful.

Cuddy picked up on the sudden action; she was no fool. She wrapped the sheets around her body and approached Remy who was staring blankly into the mirror at the sink. Ever so slowly, the Dean wrapped her arms around the woman from behind and placed her head on her shoulder. The sudden touch caused Remy to come back to reality.

"I can't control it..."

"I know you can't...It's okay..." Cuddy tried to reassure her. Such a beautiful, smart, amazing woman was cursed with an incurable disease. It was far from fair to the point where Cuddy didn't want to think about it. The last thing she wanted to picture, was losing Remy Hadley forever.

Remy looked down and smiled, but this time it was a sad one. Lisa kissed her skin and just held her there until the spasms came to an end.

"It's 7:30, Cuddy. I think the hospital is flipping out since they're missing the most important person." Remy smirked, wanting so desperately to lighten the mood. She turned in the woman's grasp. "You should go, at least go home to that beautiful daughter of yours."

"I'm sure they'll survive until tomorrow, as for going home...You're probably right. Will I see you at work tomorrow?"

Remy bit her lower lip and leaned in, kissing the woman's lips ever so gently. Remy's hands gently cupped Lisa's face, her thumbs brushing across her cheeks as she lingered for as long as she could. The kiss came to a close, and Remy forced herself to pull away. "You'll see me, don't worry."

"Good," Lisa's cheeks flushed as she smiled from ear to ear. "I...Uh, should get dressed." She cleared her throat and went back to the bedroom where she removed the sheet and put on her clothes. Remy walked Lisa to the door and sighed. All good times must come to an end.

"I don't know what to say..." Remy's shy side was kicking in as the older woman took hold of one of her hands. "Don't say anything, except that we can do this again sometime...I can't say why you didn't leave, but I'm glad you didn't...Or else I would've never realized just how wonderful you are."

Remy's heart skipped a beat. "I already miss you...Goodnight Lisa." The two women kissed one last time that night, and parted ways.

Cuddy returned home to Rachel with a smile on her face; she was in a state of bliss and could only think of one person - the beautiful Remy Hadley.

Meanwhile, Remy just hung up the phone with the airport and began to write a letter to the one who made her heart flutter...

"Dr. Cuddy, I was told to give this to you." Said a worker from the main desk as she handed the sealed letter to the Dean. At first, Cuddy placed the letter aside and continued on with her busy work and just waited for Remy Hadley to appear in her office. Hours passed and still...Nothing. Her heart sank when noon came around, there was no sign of the young doctor. So, she decided to make her rounds and hopefully catch her. By 2:00, still nothing. Cuddy returned to her office, picked up the phone, and dialed Remy's cell phone. No answer. She then called Remy's home. The typical answering machine. Fear instantly crossed her mind, thinking that something had to of happened to Thirteen. Cuddy wasn't sure who to go to at this point, she couldn't leave the hospital without warning again for a second time in a row...

She covered her face with her hands as she leaned onto the desk. The Dean could hardly think, for she was driven to panic mode. When she removed her hands from her face, she looked to the sealed letter with her name on it. The Dean opened the letter and unfolded it. Her eyes widened and a single tear escaped her as she recognized the handwriting to be Remy Hadley's.

Dear Lisa Cuddy...

[Final Chapter: Coming Soon!]