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Okay, time to know about House's whereabouts. You'll know about Cuddy on the next chapter.

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CHAPTER 3 – Nana Sela

"Mabuhay. Welcome to Ninoy Aquino International Airport. We're pleased to inform you that your flight had just arrived at Manila, Philippines 15 minutes before the scheduled time. Enjoy your stay here." An overly-enthusiastic voice brought House out of his slumber and he immediately rubbed his damaged thigh. His flight took 22 hours and sitting on the same position made his leg stiff. He retrieved his bottle of Vicodin from his pocket and dry swallowed 2 pills.

He slowly stood up and went to get his carry-on backpack from the luggage cabin. There was no time for him to pack more of his things after he went back to his apartment. He knew either Cuddy or Wilson will follow him accompanied by the police to arrest him for what he did to Cuddy's house.

After securing his passport and other documents, he only had a little time to write in a quick motion those two letters he left for both Cuddy and Wilson. Then, he called for a cab and with his laptop on while on his way to the airport, he booked a first class flight to the Philippines in record time. He also called his Nana Sela informing her that he will arriving on this tropical country the day after and if she can meet him at the airport.

Nana Sela was their stay-in help when his father was stationed in the Philippines when he was 15 years old. Col. John House was assigned to serve at the US Military Base back then at Zubic Bay Clark, Pampanga. They only stayed in this country for 15 months but with this woman's good nature, she was able to connect with the elusive teenage Greg House. They kept their communication through letters through the years and eventually, via phone and emails.

House did not contact his Nana Sela after he went out from Mayfield but he knew that he can always count on her. That one call he made last night proved to him that he still have someone to lean on to. Nana Sela welcomed his call and his visit with all her heart. But on the phone, the old woman said, she has something important to tell about his father, John House.

Though he was very curious to know about it, he decided to wait for his Nana Sela to tell him personally when he arrived.

After going on with the necessary arrival procedures, House was scanning the crowd at the arrival's area looking for Nana Sela. He immediately recognized her among the sea of people because of her darker skin and curly hair. Nana Sela is of a native descendant of Aeta tribe, one of the Indigenous groups of people living in the northern part of the Philippines on the island of Luzon. She was adopted when she was 6 years old and raised in the city and so, she was accustomed to modern technology unlike her fellow Aeta's that continued to live in a much simpler world away from civilization.

Limping towards her, House saw that his Nana Sela was now holding a cane, too like himself and that more white hair can be seen on her head. Standing beside her on the right side and was somewhat assisting the older woman was a very striking woman on her mid-thirties. He still can't see the younger woman's face clearly but he can instantly tell that she's sick based on her pale appearance.

Now, standing a few feet in front of his Nana Sela, he saw the older woman approached him and immediately welcomed him with a warm embrace and her whispered words, "Gregory, hijo ko." [Gregory, my son."] And then, she gave him a quick kiss on the cheeks before releasing him.

House just stared at her and then focused his attention to the younger woman that was standing behind them. She was smiling at them and slowly, he saw her walked towards them. He noticed that she was somewhat holding her stomach in a manner that all new mothers are doing as if protecting their unborn kids to the outside world. He knew right there and then that even though, she's not showing much yet that she's pregnant.

When she stopped beside Nana Sela, House noticed the striking woman's all-too familiar eyes. It's as if, he was staring back at his deceased father's eyes. Without any word yet from any of the two women standing in front of him, he knew that this pale woman is Col. John House's living bastard daughter.

Nana Sela cleared her throat and did the long-overdued introduction of the two Houses of whom she loved the most. "Gregory, this is my daughter, Jacqueline. She's your father's daughter."

House just stared at the smiling woman's face and failed to notice first her extended hand. After a minute, he took it and noticed that she was paler than before.

The woman said, "Hi." And then, moved to hug him, too. House just simply stood there until the skinny woman released him and smiled at his stunned expression. "You can now close your mouth." She tried to joke seeing that House had his mouth opened the whole time.

House was shaken out of his stupor by Nana Sela's laughter. "Now, now, Jacque. Give the guy a break. He just found out about you. Come on, Gregory. Let's get going so you can rest first before we talk more. You must be very tired."

House was then ushered by the two women outside the airport and was led to a waiting vehicle called a jeepney, a well-known transportation mode on this tropical country. A tall young man was behind the wheel and House and the two women climbed in at the back of the vehicle.

The ride was silent as both women seemed not interested to talk and so House was left with no choice but to observe his surroundings. The last time he was here, there were only few vehicles yet and the roads aren't these wide. He can see that the city is so busy with many people going on with their usual business and routine.

Unlike, the US, this country has a very hot weather and while they were stuck on traffic, House can already feel his perspiration. He's not used yet to this type of weather but he thought, that this was better for his leg than the cold weather they have back home.

HOME. He can't help it but to think back to the people he left back there. He didn't even call his own mother to inform her that he went to see his Nana Sela. Blythe House would have loved to accompany him knowing that the two women formed a strong friendship bond back then. He wondered if his mother knew about Jacque and had an idea that Nana Sela had a brief affair with John House.

And then, his mind went back to Cuddy. Barely, 24 hours after he has last seen her, he already missed her; her eyes, her smile, her voice and even her annoyed face every time he pulled out some pranks towards her. He knew that the woman hated his guts now and wouldn't want to see him again. Her shaky appearance when he kissed her and said goodbye to her was still engraved on his mind. He knew that she will always care for him but after what he did to her, after she'll have enough time to process everything that had occurred, she will eventually come to hate him and put him behind bars. He couldn't bear the thought of finally seeing Cuddy had enough of him because that could mean that he really in fact, ruined their uncommon relationship to the core.

And so he did the coward thing left for him to do. He ran away. He chose to run away from the people he cared and loved the most because seeing their disappointments behind their eyes was too much for him to bear. He also wouldn't want to continually hurt Cuddy by subjecting her on the process of having to fire him and then charged him with the horrible things he did to her and to her daughter, Rachel.

Rachel. He would never admit it to anyone and probably, to his self but he really did learn to care and love Cuddy's kid. At the start of his and Cuddy's relationship, he wanted to remain apathetic towards the kid. But when he was forced to babysit her and the dime incident happened, he had to admit that he likes the mini-version of Cuddy. She's really like her mother. She wouldn't stop at anything unless she gets what she wants. He was even more impressed with her when she so innocently lied to Cuddy just like that about the FEED THE MONKEY GAME. It became so natural of her to tell her mother that small white lie while looking directly at him. Right there and then, that little angel captured his ogre heart. And when, she went to crawl and sit at his lap that night, his solid barriers towards the kid were permanently destroyed. That was the time that they had spent more time together watching those pirate cartoons that he likes and much to his surprised, Rachel loved it, too. So, more bonding time then for the two "kids" in Cuddy's life. He's really sad to note that he wouldn't be spending time with her anymore doing those pirate voices and seeing her copy him in return.

And then, finally, he remembered Wilson's face when he passed by him and told him that he felt better after crashing his car at Cuddy's dining room. He couldn't forget his best friend's stunned but disappointed stare at him after he said that. Of course, he was lying to himself big time. He didn't feel better. In fact, he felt worse. He felt like the biggest idiot in the world for trying to hurt the woman the loved the most and possibly her kid, too. But true to form, he couldn't show that to them because that could mean admitting his own defeat.

In time, he just hoped that these people especially Rachel will learn to forget all about him and all the things he did because no one deserves to remember him at all. No one deserves to be reminded how miserable Greg House can be. They need to move on from all the craziness he did and was capable of doing.

With all these thoughts on his mind, he didn't notice that the vehicle already stopped in front of a two-storey bungalow style house. It was Nana Sela's voice that brought him back to the present.

"Gregory, we're here. Come on. Let me show you your room so you can now rest." The older woman went down and entered the house.

House followed behind her. He saw her waiting for him near the stair case and motioned for him to follow her. She was headed at the left side of the hallway on the first floor. She stopped in front of the second door and clicked it open.

House went inside after he saw her form vanished. He carefully scanned the room. Inside was a century-old king-size bed that was located at the center of the room. On the left side was a small closet and to the right, he saw a door that he thought was the shower room.

Nana Sela simply told him to get some rest and that she will come back to wake him up after 3 hours when dinner is ready. With that, she left the room and House was again left alone to wallow more with his thoughts.

He approached the bed and went to lie down with the intention of just resting his leg. But when his back reached the soft mattress and with the birds humming outside his window, in record time, his mind went to morphus state escaping the bitter reality of what life has to offer to him.

Now, I hope I didn't bore you with this chapter. LOL, that just had to be written first before we go back to Princeton and finds out what happens to Cuddy and Wilson. Next chapter will come out tomorrow. Tell me what you think so far with the way I am going with this story.

** MABUHAY means WELCOME and seriously, when your plane lands down here in my country, that's the first word you'll hear.

Thanks for reading,

Helen