A/N: Thank you for the reviews! Keep 'em coming:D I'm so sorry for letting you wait this long.

"So what did you think of the movie?" He asked her while they were waiting for the other people to leave.

He hadn't really paid that much attention to the movie, he had been bored half way through to be exact. But he did spend the rest of the time watching her watching the movie. And it was worth every minute of it. She really was a vision, every time he turned and watched her his breath caught in his throat just a little bit more, he was quite taken by her already. I really am in trouble, he thought to himself.

"Well it wasn't a bad movie, but it wasn't a great one either. It was one of those you can only watch once."

"Yeah." He said even though he had no idea what she was talking about. "So let's go to the bar, you wanted to grill me for information if I remember correctly."

She just laughed at him and gave him playful slap on his arm. He soon realized that he didn't mind that Annette wanted to know stuff about him. He also realized that if he wanted their relationship to work he had to tell her all of that stuff, even if it was hard for him talk about that stuff.

The bar was just like Annette had said to him right across the street. It was dimly lit and it was decorated in a nautical theme. There were big and small models of ships placed in different places. They found a booth in a corner, so they could watch all the other people in the bar. House liked it very much and wondered why he never heard of this bar before.

"Have you been here before?" He asked as they sat next to each other.

"No. It actually looks exactly like my favorite bar back in Denmark."

"Really? So what part of Denmark are you from? I've read online that most of the people in Denmark live in Copenhagen, like 75% or something like that."

"Did a little research, did ya? That's true and yes I'm from Copenhagen. But let's not talk about me, you were going to tell me something right before the movie started."

"I was hoping you had forgotten all about that." He said while smiling at her, but he also dreaded to tell her, again he was afraid that she would just run away. The waitress came back and gave them their drinks.

"You're probably wondering why I walk with a cane…" And that's where he started telling her how he lost a fistful of his thigh muscle and how his and Stacy's relationship had ended because of what she did. He didn't want to look at her while he talked to her the last thing he wanted was to see the pity in her eyes. "That's why I haven't been with anybody for 15 years I'm better off alone, nobody should deal with my issues." He didn't tell her about his time in the loony bin, that was something he was saving for later.

"So what changed your mind? Why are you on a date with me?"

That question caught him of guard, why was he here? He knew of course, it was because he wanted to move on from Cuddy, but did he want to tell her that.

He looked up and what he saw in her eyes wasn't pity, no it was general curiosity. He was staring at her for a long time was he ready to move on, was he over Cuddy? The next thing he felt was her hand on his forearm, stroking him softly.

He took a shaking breath and answered very quietly while looking down at her hand "I don't want to be alone anymore." Had he just told her too much, was this possible relationship over before it even started? Her hand stopped stroking him and he held his breath and was ready for her rejection.

"Well, it's a good thing I'm here then isn't it?" She said to him very softly. Her answer took him by surprise again and all he could do was smile.

"So there's going to be a second date?" His shy moment over in a flash.

"I would like that very much." She returned his smile and continued stroking his forearm again. He took her hand and entwined them and laid their hands on his left thigh.

"Me too."

He ordered more drinks for them and they fell into pleasant conversation. It wasn't small talk, it was personal stuff about them. She told him about Denmark and about her job. He talked about living with Wilson and some of his weirdest patients and the idiots from the clinic. And he kept her hand in his all the time. He hadn't talked so much to anybody in a long time, it felt like a huge weight had been lifted off of his shoulders, he hadn't felt so relaxed in a long time.

That's why it surprised him when the bartender said they had to leave, because he had to close up the bar.

"Well I guess this is the end of this evening then. I'll walk you to your car." He paid for their drinks and helped her out of the booth. But instead of letting go of his hand she held onto it very tightly, so they left the bar hand in hand.

They reached the car after walking in complete silence, but they didn't mind. "So…" she said while turning around to face him "How about we meet for lunch on Monday and you can show me around on the campus?" She smiled and squeezed his hand.

"Yeah, that sounds like a great idea. But if I have a case, I might have to cancel." He said squeezing her hand in return.

"Oh okay, just call me if you have to cancel."

"Okay."

He slowly stepped closer to her and took her in his arms and held onto her very tightly. She laid her head on his shoulder and he could feel her sigh against his neck, which made him shiver just a bit.

They stood there holding onto each other for quite a while, but they didn't notice. He first noticed when his leg started to hurt a bit. "I should go my leg is starting to hurt."

"Oh, I'm sorry."

"It's alright, it does hurt when I stand to long." He took her hand again and gave her a lingering kiss on the cheek.

"I actually don't want you to leave, but I don't want us to hurry into anything. I hope you understand." She told him while looking down into her purse, pretending to look for her car keys.

He laid his hand on top of hers and she stopped looking for her keys and looked up at him. "I do understand I actually want to see you again. I don't want it to be a one time thing." He told her seriously.

She was speechless, her eyes open wide.

He nodded. And they hugged again and she gave him a peck on his lips. He still had his eyes closed when he heard her car door close again. He opened his eyes and she smiled up at him. Again he nodded and he even smiled. She waved a final time and started the car and drove away.

While making his way back to his bike he thought about the night he just had. It might just be the best date he ever had. Oh, yes he defiantly would call her.