"Well well well, look who is back. You appear in much better shape this time around," said the flight-attendant as Remy sat down, right by the window. "I take it that you're not going to suddenly change your mind at the last minute again, are you?"

"No, this time, I'm going." Remy replied with a look of confidence. But there was something resting beneath that smile, and the older woman could recognize it clear as day. With that great deal of confidence, there was hope.

"Good, welcome aboard once again. If you need anything, just press the button." The woman excused herself to allow Remy sit quietly as everyone else settled the plane.

Remy gazed out the window, watching her surroundings carefully. She inhaled and exhaled slowly for a few moments before closing her eyes. The flight attendant was discussing the rules and regulations, along with the emergency steps to follow - all the while Remy was trying to relax and wonder if her little plans were going to work out or not. They could either turn out very badly, or everything could happen like a fairytale - with a happily ever after. She was taking a risk, a chance, and now she was leaving the rest in fate's hands to play out.

"Ladies and gentleman, this is your pilot speaking. Please buckle up, for we are prepared to take-off."

Remy felt her stomach churn again and again as she watched the scenery pass by, until the plane was fully beyond the clouds and making way to Bangkok.

"Until we meet again..." Remy whispered under her breath.

Cuddy couldn't even read past the first three words of the note before she felt her body beginning to break down, and her heart shattering into a million little pieces. This was a 'Dear John'-type letter, she could feel it. Cuddy finally gave in to Remy's request and now that they had their little 'hoorah', Remy left to find something better for her.

Cuddy wiped the tears that escaped her eyes and tried her best to focus on the letter in front of her once more. If she didn't read it now, the feeling of uncertainty would only eat her up inside.

Dear Lisa Cuddy,

I am a dying woman with limited life left. I am used to disappointment and pain, for I've faced it all of my life. I keep people at arm's length so I don't dwell on their feelings and care. There are times when certain people break that barrier, I am instantly lost in them. I end up caring for them greatly, only to have them leave me in the end. I have a problem with authority and often come off cold. I mask how I'm really feeling by drinking and certain drugs. I am a disaster, who in the end, wants to go out with the memory of helping and curing others. You are my opposite. You come to work each and every day, ready to go and save the world. You care about everyone and try to help as much as possible. And people care for you in return. You open yourself up to others, and let's not mention the amazing skills you have as a parent to Rachel. I guess the saying is true, opposites attract.

I'm so sorry. This isn't a letter of goodbye though, that I promise you. You will see me again. In fact, I'll be back to work in two weeks. After all, a deal is a deal; it's my obligation to work at the Princeton Plainsboro Teaching Hospital. Plus I enjoy working with the fellowship, even if House is an ass. But without his help, I wouldn't have been able to take this trip to Bangkok now. He called me last night with many questions, starting with why I didn't leave for Bangkok in the first place. I told him what I told you, something was holding me back.

Last night, I realized there was something for me in Princeton. You. It didn't feel like a one-time thing, Lisa. It was something much more. In a way, I really don't want to get involved with you, in fear of what could happen and also the chance that I might hurt you. My brain says no, but my heart wants you, Cuddy. You got a hold on me.

Here's why I'm really writing this letter to you...Like I've stated, I'll be back to work in two weeks...But I would love to see you sooner. At your home, there are two tickets for Bangkok. The plane will take off in three days. One for you, and one for little Rachel. I know this is a big step, and it's remarkably out of your comfort zone. But you of all people need a vacation, and I'd love for you and your daughter to join me. I will be at the airport waiting for you, and if I don't see you, I'll understand and respect your decision. This is your choice, Lisa. I'm all in. Are you?

Sincerely,
Remy Hadley

Cuddy sat there, eyes wide and jaw slacked as she realized just what Remy had planned. The young doctor must have dropped off the plane tickets earlier that morning before taking off to the airport.

'A trip to Bangkok? With Remy? So soon?'

It was highly unlike the Dean to drop everything for personal time. The hospital had so much going on and she couldn't afford to be reckless. And even if she wanted to, she couldn't help but be angry at Remy for playing this little game.

House cleared his throat as he made his way into her office unannounced like always. "So, are you going or not? Because if you are, I'm going to start planning the party." He took a seat in the chair. "Let's see...Alcohol, strippers, pot...Oh this will be fun. I better make sure Chase keeps away from strawberries this time around..."

"House, what are you talking about?" Cuddy folded the letter back up and placed it in the envelope.

"Oh come off it, Cuddy. Thirteen turned you, and now she gave you the choice to run off and bang her some more or stay here and kill all of my fun."

"How did you..."

"Really?" He looked at her like she was a fool, "Don't even bother asking that question. You two are more entertaining to watch than my soap. I can't wait to catch you two in a love scene." He grinned.

Cuddy fell silent, looking down to the envelope. As much as she'd love to busy her mind and engage in her work, she couldn't. Remy gave her a tough choice to make, and she was afraid that she couldn't go through with it. House's grimacing smile slowly vanished. He knew her answer.

A smiling Remy walked through the doors of the Bangkok airport four days later. It was a pretty long flight from Princeton, so Remy calculated the arriving time to be around noon. She grabbed herself some coffee and took a seat. It was a pretty busy place, but with careful observation, she knew that she could pick out Cuddy and her daughter.

Two hours past in a flash, it was almost 1:30pm. The flight from Bangkok had arrived an hour ago. Remy would've spotted them by now...

'No sign of them. Well, that's that.'

She sighed as she no longer had the energy to smile. So, she stood up and dumped the remains of her cold coffee in the nearest trash bin and began walking to the exit.

'The best thing to do from here is pick up the last of my dignity and move on. It's going to be very awkward going back to work again, but I'll manage...Hopefully.'

"Thirteen!"

Remy stopped dead-center when hearing a young voice call her nickname. She turned and saw Rachel running up to her at full speed. There were only a handful of times when she saw the precious child, but the young girl always knew Remy by her nickname - supposedly because it was unusual. "Hey, you!" Remy grinned and picked the girl up in her arms and hugged her. "Nice to see you again."

"You too." Rachel replied before leaning out of the hug to look at Remy.

"Where's your Mom?" Remy questioned, as she moved some of Rachel's hair out from her face. The young girl turned her head to look in the direction she came from. Several yards away, was the Dean of Medicine; who happened to be smiling at the image of her daughter and her lover together.

Remy walked up to Cuddy with Rachel still in her arms.

"You're here..." Remy bit the inside of her lip, to conceal just how happy she was.

"Yes I am, I mean, we are." Cuddy laughed nervously.

"I...Well, let's get out of here. You two can rest up for a little while and then I can treat Rachel to an ice cream."

"I like ice cream." Rachel grinned.

"Sounds like a plan." Lisa smiled. They walked out of that airport together.

It had been a full day of sight-seeing and plenty of ice cream. Lisa kissed and tucked her daughter in, making sure she was completely comfortable before closing the door to let her rest. Rachel had been worn out after her few hours of sugar-high.

Lisa made her way to the balcony, where Remy was standing and welcoming the cool breeze and the beautiful view of the city at night.

"I actually didn't think you'd come."

"I didn't think I would either, but here I am..." Lisa reached out to take Remy's hand. Remy turned her attention away from the city and focused fully on the beautiful woman.

"And House?"

The Dean sighed and shook her head, "Wilson is watching him."

"Poor Wilson." Remy couldn't help but laugh a little, for she was picturing House wreaking havoc on the hospital as they spoke.

"Yeah...Let's not think of him, or else I'll go mad." Lisa smirked, and yet she was being very truthful.

"Fine with me." Remy moved closer, and wrapped her arms around Cuddy's small frame. In return, Cuddy placed her hands on the young doctor's shoulders.

"Remy?"

"Yes, Cuddy?"

Lisa rested her hand on the younger woman's cheek before whispering, "I'm all in, too."

Their eyes locked and smiles were exchanged. A passionate kiss sealed the deal.