Merry Chirstmas everyone!!! Well, here's the last chapter, I hope you had a good time reading it. :) As always, tell me what you thought, even you lurkers out there!! I can see you!

Breathing heavily, House looked around. Thomas was nowhere to be seen on the hospital roof. Had it all been a dream? Or was he stunk in the world where he did not exist?

House stood up unsteadily, using his cane for balance.

"…Thomas?" House whispered. He got no answer.

But still…something inside of him told him that those experiences had happened. And even if they didn't, it was enough to make him act on them as though they really had occurred. House looked at his watch. It was one thirty A.M. Christmas morning.

Rejuvenated, House dashed off the hospital roof with a new spirit. Not a shout Merry Christmas at everyone he saw spirit, but one where he wanted to try new things and lead a somewhat better life.

Coming onto the fourth floor, House limped over to the first person he saw, a nurse that was usually frightened by him.

"Hey!" House said, "Do you know who I am?"

"You're Dr. H-house!" she squeaked.

House laughed slightly out of happiness. "That's right! I'm alive!"

The nurse stared at House as if he was insane. "Yes…yes you are."

House patted the nurse on the shoulder, who was only brought into a further state of shock. "Merry Christmas," he yelled as he walked away.

"I'm Jewish!"

"Hanukah! Do you have to go messing up my holiday wishes?" House continued limping until he got to the place that he was hoping was there. And it was.

The diagnostic office was there; like that nightmare had never happened.

House opened the door, and got a very big surprise.

Everyone was in there; Chase and Cameron, who were back together and Chase had an arm around Cameron. Foreman was standing in the corner talking to Taub, and from where House could see, Taub still was wearing his wedding band. Thirteen was looking down at the floor and blushing, and Kutner was laughing at something that he had just said. Wilson was smiling holding a steaming mug and Cuddy…was alive and standing next to Wilson, her baby in a carrier on the chair next to her.

"House!" Chase said, causing all the other people in the crowded office to turn around and look at House standing in the doorway.

"You're all…here," House said slowly.

"Yeah," Cuddy said, walking over to House and then tugging on his hand, convincing him to join the rest. "We all decided that we didn't want you to spend Christmas alone this year."

"You're Jewish."

Cuddy shrugged.

House looked over to Wilson. "What are you drinking?!"

Wilson was taken aback at House's frantic question. "Coffee…"

"Oh. Okay." House sighed. Everything was fine. All that had happened…Thomas, the past, life without him, it was all a dream.

"Well?" Foreman said.

House nodded. "Thank you."

And that made everyone have a small grin on their face.

"Oh, I almost forgot." Wilson threw a wrapped package at House.

"Oh thanks Jimmy!"

"It's not from me," Wilson said. "Or any of us here. I'm quite curious to see who else got you a gift."

"Open it!" Kutner said.

House read the tag that was attached.

I hope you now know that your life isn't that bad after all. Do what your heart tells you, and try not to be so miserable. I hope you have a wonderful life. Thomas.

Cuddy, who had been reading over House's shoulder, looked sideways at him. "Who's Thomas?"

House swallowed. So it really had happened. But that's impossible…

"A…old friend," House muttered.

Wilson laughed. "I thought I was your only friend."

House shot Wilson a glance, then began ripping off the red wrapping paper. It was the DVD of the movie, It's a Wonderful Life.

House grinned, holding the present Thomas had given him in his hands, letting the paper fall to the floor.

"Well…that's interesting," Wilson said.

House nodded. Only if they all knew just how interesting it all was, but House would never tell.

Cuddy put an arm around House, hugging him. House felt a flitter of excitement, and put and arm around Cuddy too. Thomas was right. He did like her.

"Lisa, I-," House began, but was stopped by Cuddy's baby, who was kicking a toy in her carrier, making a ringing sound.

House laughed, thinking of the movie that he had been given, and couldn't resist the urge.

"Atta boy Thomas."

"Huh?" Wilson said.

House shook his head. "Nothing." Every time a bell rings, an angel gets his wings. Thomas had gotten his.

Looking around the room at everyone that truly did care about him, House felt a little bit of joy that he had been missing. He was looked to his side at Cuddy, who later House would talk to her about them, and everyone else would sigh with relief thinking, "finally" when they saw House and Cuddy kissing under the mistletoe that Wilson had strategically hung in the office.

There were some bad parts to his life, but House reluctantly knew that it could really be wonderful; all he had to do was try.

And that's all! Huddy at the end! Thanks for reading, and I hope you all have a wonderful life. (LOL) Happy hoildays :)

-Revengent