Surviving Misery

Chapter 9

"House you're not yourself right now, you don't understand what you're saying. You have a concussion, your parents have just died, and you've just suffered from a re broken bone." Cuddy stated, rationalizing his actions easily.

House shook his head in frustration. He knew all of this, but he still wanted another relationship with her. If she didn't believe him, he would have to prove it to her. He leaned forward for the second time that day and kissed her. Cuddy tried not to kiss back, but House was very persistent. She gave into her struggle and kissed him back, her mind screaming at her for not following her logic. When they finally needed air, House pressed his forehead against hers.

"I want a relationship."

"I don't know if I'm ready for that yet, Greg. I don't want to be hurt again."

"That's fine. I won't ask for anything more." House replied.

"Let's go, we have to be in Baltimore by 6 o'clock."

They left for Baltimore, House quickly falling asleep. Cuddy didn't know what to do. She wanted another relationship with House, but at the same time, she didn't want to be hurt again. It had taken her nearly a year to get over him, and she didn't want to have to suffer that again. The relationship could go really well, but there was also the possibility that the relationship could take a turn for the worst. They had a lot of good memories within their relationship, but there were bad ones to. She had no idea about what to do. Part of her wanted to tell him no so she could see him suffer the same pain she had went through. Her mind continued to wonder as she drove to Baltimore. Once she arrived at the hotel, she woke House up.

"We're here Greg. C'mon."

House slowly got out of the car, and followed Cuddy. Ten minutes later, they were at their hotel door. She opened it up and realized that there was only one bed. She shared a quick glance with House before settling down in the room. She quickly unpacked their things then helped House change for the night. She changed inside the bathroom. They both climbed into the bed, it was a king size after all, and laid down.

"Don't try anything, Greg."Cuddy warned as she turned out the light.

"Wouldn't dare, while you were awake at least."House replied.

Cuddy quickly fell asleep, and House put his arm around her then went to sleep as well.

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The next morning Cuddy awoke to House's arm across her stomach. She smiled as she remembered how it used to feel to wake up like this every morning. She carefully lifted his arm up, and scooted out from underneath it. She glanced at the clock, 10:13 am. Cuddy groaned.

"House wake up, get dressed" Cuddy said before leaving the room to get changed.

House woke up, then looked at the clock. He carefully stood up and began to dress. Cuddy, who was now in all black, came out of the bathroom. She quickly helped House change before they left for the funeral.

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The funeral service was short, most of the people who showed up were the military officials his dad worked with. Everyone viewed the bodies, House and Cuddy being the last two. House stood there for a few minutes, just staring at them, before he squeezed his mother's hand. He just looked at his father, he couldn't bring himself to do anything else. Once the viewing service was over, they walked over to the cemeteryand watched them be lowered into the ground, and covered with dirt. Cuddy had slid her hand in his while the caskets were lowered and he squeezed her hand.

Once everyone had left, he looked at Cuddy.

"Could I have a few minutes alone with them?" House asked her.

"Yeah, take your time Greg." Cuddy replied before walking away from where he was.

House stared at their names for a few minutes, before he spoke.

"I'm sorry mom. Dad. I should have listened to the other doctors, I could have ran other tests. But I let my pride get in the way. I killed the two of you. And i'll have to live with that. Dad, I'm sorry I failed you. I failed you as a son, and I am sorry. I never could do anything right, I always had to rebel. Mom, I'm sorry. If I would have just listened to someone else besides myself, maybe this wouldn't have happened. But I want you both to know something, I'm trying to change my life around. I want to make you proud of me, even if you can't be around to see it. I really am sorry. I wish I could take it back, but I can't and I'm the only one to blame for that."

House sat their for about thirty more minutes, reliving the memories that he had over the years. He finally stood up, and he took one last look at their tombstones.

"I love you." House muttered before he walked away.

He found Cuddy with her eyes closed kneeled over someone's grave. He quickly figured out it was her brother's grave, and he placed his right hand on her shoulder and squeezed lightly. A few seconds later she stood up, and faced House.

"You okay?" House asked her, noticing that her cheeks were tear stained.

"Yeah, I am. You okay?" She replied.

"I will be."

He turned to walk away, and she placed her hand in his. He smiled faintly, as did she, before they walked back to the car. It was a new day for both of them, but they knew they could turn toward each other for help.

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Two Years later...

House was in the clinic, when Cuddy walked in.

"You have no patient, but you called for a consult?"

"Well, you see, my leg is killing me doctor, and I don't know why. I thought maybe you could examine it," House replied.

"Lie back on the table. Slid off your pants, so I can have a look at it," Cuddy said as she opened the drawer behind her that had morphine in it.

There was a small black box in the drawer, which she immediately picked up. She opened it, and found a diamond ring. She looked up at House who just smiled at her.

"Is this - Are you going to ask me to -" Cuddy stated in shock before house interrupted her.

"I want a commitment, Lisa. I would get down on one knee, but my leg is killing me. Will you marry me?"

Cuddy was in shock, but quickly kissed him as her answer.

"So is that a yes?"

"What do you think?" Cuddy asked before kissing him again. He slid the ring on her finger as she kissed him. Finally both of them were happy, because neither one of them were hurt, and if one did get hurt, the other one would be there for them.

A/N:

Well that was a long ride to get here now, huh? Well I hope you enjoyed the story. Thank you all for your support with the story, along with the reviews. But keep reviewing please. I love reviews.

Sorry about the ending, hope it isn't to if it is, please tell me, and I'll fix it.