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For the next couple of days, they keep their routine and build up Cuddy's strength. After a week, House comes into her room with her chart.
"Good news, you're stable enough to be released. We just have to take out your stitches first."
He hands her a pair of scissors and starts to leave.
"House, where are you going?"
"I'm leaving while you remove your stitches."
"Why can't you take them out?"
He starts to get nervous and blushes. "You know why."
"It's okay with me."
He looks around.
"Not here, I'll take you home and take them out there."
"okay."
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He drives her home in his car and they go inside. She lays down on her bed and House comes over. He slowly starts to remove the stitches, making sure not to hurt her. After awhile he finishes taking them out of her chest. She smiles at him.
"House, I'm ready."
He blushes. "Are you sure?"
"Yes."
They share the night together, reacquainting themselves with one another. Cuddy makes sure to keep his leg covered, because she knows how self-conscious he is about his scar. He makes sure to be careful of her knee and her scars.
They finish and cuddle in bed together. She's surprised that he's this affectionate towards her and does not want to go directly to sleep. She reaches over and hands him his Vicodin. He shakes his head.
"I'm okay."
"You're sure your leg doesn't hurt?"
"Not at the moment, at the moment my mind is focused on something else. You."
She smiles.
"Oh, I have something for you."
He reaches over and grabs papers out of his backpack. He hands them to her. She sees that it's research on the safest cars. She smiles at him.
"I think you should get on of these. You really need a safe car."
She grins, loving how concerned he is for her safety. They talk about cars for awhile and then go to sleep.
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The next day they wake up and eat breakfast together. They arrive at the hospital walking hand-in-hand as he helps her. They go their separate ways and start to work. Later, Wilson stops by Cuddy's office.
"Hey."
"Hey, how are you doing?"
"Good, I'm coping better with her death. You?"
"Okay, I'll be using the cane for awhile, but after that I should be fine."
He looks down.
"Good. I just wanted to come here to tell you that I'm happy for you and House. You guys belong together."
She smiles.
"Thanks, why aren't you telling him this?"
"I'm just not ready to face him yet."
"Wilson, it wasn't his fault."
"I know, I'm just not ready yet."
"Well, he misses you."
"He said that?"
"No, but I can tell. Your friendship means a lot to him."
"Okay, I'll thing about it."
He gives her a smile and leaves.
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She watches him leave and sees House peek out from a corner with a sad look on his face. He shakes it off and walks into her office.
"Hey, how's the cane working for you?"
She laughs. "It's okay."
He smiles. "Well, I have something for you."
He pulls out a wrapped can with a bow on it. She smiles when she sees that it's light blue, her favorite color, and has flames on it just like his. She stands up and sees it's her perfect height. He really thought about this gift.
She uses the cane to walk over to him and finds that these canes are better than the hospital ones. She comes up and kisses him.
"Thank you, it's perfect."
"You're welcome, everyone needs an awesome cane."
They laugh.
"So, are you free for lunch, or do you have work to do?" he asks.
"No, I'm free. What do you have in mind?"
"It's a surprise."
They both smile. He brings over a blindfold and puts it on her."
"Greg! How will I be able to walk?"
"I'll guide you, just hold my hand."
She grins. "okay."
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He slowly leads her outside and to the park next to the hospital. They finally stop and he removes the blindfold. She gasps. On the ground he's set out a blanket. On it is a huge variety of all the foods he loves. He also has it by a bench so they don't have to sit down on the ground and have a hard time getting up. She looks up at him grinning.
"Greg, it's beautiful. How did you know about all these foods?"
He laughs. "Lisa, I've known you for over twenty years and have been in your house multiple times. I've figured out what foods you like."
They sit down and start to eat. They talk about their days and current news.
"So, your birthday's coming up. What do you want?"
She groans. "Don't remind me."
"Why? You don't like birthdays?" he says innocently.
She laughs. "You act so surprised that someone couldn't like birthdays. Look who's talking, you hate your birthday with a passion."
"Okay, so I hate them. But I'm starting to like them. You should try too."
"I just hate the reminder that I'm getting older. The reminder of how I haven't done anything with my life."
"What are you talking about? You completed your dream of becoming Dean of Medicine. You run the best hospital around here. I know what you've wanted in your personal life hasn't been like you planned, but it can still change."
He smiles and she smiles back. They continue to eat and when they finish they go back inside.
Hey so kind of a short chapter, but the next one is going to be great! hang in there! Please review!