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A/N: OMG! YOU GUYS WON THE POLL! YOU WON! BY ONE VOTE! I am really shocked, not because you guys won, but because it was by one vote. LOL I always believed one vote changes everything but more often than not its two votes haha. CONGRATULATIONS GUYS! YOU GET THE THREE UPDATES IN A ROW... but that doesnt mean at the same second. LOL it just means no other story will be updated until you guys get your three updates. :) Congrats, you guys made it when it REALLY counted.

Now, I know this chapter isnt as long as my usual latelys but I thought the three chapters would make up for it plus it was a pretty good place to end. Now it'll get a little confusing at the end, but I will explain it at the ending author's note :) Please enjoy and if there are mistakes, just remember, its 3:30 in the morning. :) Enjoy!


Cuddy looked at her watch. Over thirty minutes had passed since House sent Rachel to get him a lollipop and her mother was nowhere in sight either. The clinic was only five minutes away. She bit her lip worriedly and House rubbed her arm seeing her distress.

"Calm down," He whispered, reading her mind as everyone continued to talk.

As in on cue Rachel burst through the door with her grandmother following right behind, completely worn out. Cuddy stood up and ran to her daughter scooping her up in her arms and letting a few tears fall as she held her closely to her chest.

"Mommy, I have to give this lollipop to daddy," Rachel whined as her mother suffocated her.

"Rachel, sweetie, what took you so long." Cuddy almost cried. "You had me so worried. I thought something happened to you and nana." She finally pulled away when she felt House's hand on her shoulder.

Rachel looked at her father and handed him the red lollipop. "Oh, cherry my favorite," House smiled gleefully as he stuck the candy into his mouth.

"I know daddy, that's why Nana took me to the 7-11 across the road." Rachel smiled.

Lauren caught her breath before explaining. "When we got the clinic they said they were out of cherry so Rachel ran out and I followed her to the convenience store and we got a new bag. Then Rachel brought it back to the clinic after she took the cherry one and told them it was for them."

Cuddy gave a sigh of relief. If they walked – ran – like Lauren had explained then it would have taken 15 minutes to get there and 15 to get back. Plus looking for the bag of lollipops the hospital has and then a cherry flavored one. The timeline did make sense, but Cuddy still couldn't help but feel a little shaken up. There was an odd premonition she felt, but she couldn't put her finger on what it was.

"Mommy," Rachel suddenly spoke and Cuddy looked down at the little girl whom she was hugging again. "I can't breathe."

Everyone laughed as Cuddy let the poor girl go and she began to pant heavily. "I'm sorry sweetie," Cuddy patted her back to help her cough and breathe. "Next time though, don't just run off like that. Wait for Nana or me to go with you and if they are out of Cherry don't run across the street, just get another flavor, alright?"

"Yes mommy," Rachel looked down guiltily, and it was House to the rescue.

"Come on Cuddy, you gotta admit the kid has guts and dedication to her daddy." He rubbed her hair and she smiled at him.

"It was very nice of you," Cuddy agreed and helped her daughter smile widen. Cuddy then turned to her mother, who sat down tiredly and drank water. "Mom," Lauren looked at her daughter through fatigue eyes. She wasn't as young as she used to be. "I could take Rachel off your hands for today, why don't you go relax somewhere."

Lauren smiled. "Lisa, you are such a saint, but you have work." She stated the obvious while motioning around the cafeteria.

"Well, we haven't found a case yet and until then all I'm doing is, well, just paperwork." Cuddy informed her. "Just like the a few years ago and I'd love to spend a day with my little girl. I'm sure my boss doesn't have a problem with it either, do you?" She smiled at House knowingly.

House narrowed his eyes playfully and looked at the little girl. He took her from Cuddy and pretended to examine her by putting her in the air and looking her over. Rachel giggled as House tickled her a little. He narrowed his eyes further and acted annoyed. He gave Rachel back to Cuddy and turned around with crossed arms and a pout.

"I guess she could stay," He looked away. "On one condition," They all looked at him in confusion. "She has to pass my test." He showed them a small pick for his guitar. He put his hands behind his back and shuffled a bit. He then put his hands back in front, balled into fists and asked Rachel, "Which hand is my pick in?"

Rachel smiled and looked at his hands. Then confidently she exclaimed, "Neither, it's under your shoe daddy." Rachel giggled as she pointed to the pick that peaked from under his shoe.

House smiled and ruffled her hair. "Watch out Jacob, she might be the one who takes your job." He joked. "I did train her myself." Rachel grinned cutely.


After lunch Cuddy and Anderson went back to House's office and the men went back to the ER. House followed the women and sat comfortably with his feet on the table as he watched his two new secretaries. Cuddy sent him a glare while he lounged around lazily.

"House, I wish you'd get your butt up and work." Cuddy told him as she held her threatening glare and made her she watched herself since Rachel was sitting in the room.

"Sorry old boss lady, but that isn't your department anymore, now is it?" House smirked as he put his hands behind his neck and leaned back further in his chair. "Wake me when something interesting happens." House said as he put his headset on and closed his eyes.

"God, what an ass," Anderson commented as she continued to file. "You love him because? Are you being forced to date him?" She asked her friend with false care and placed a playful hand on her arm.

"Ha-ha," Cuddy couldn't help but laugh mockingly. "Watch your language around my daughter," She told her friend sternly. "And well, I am half being forced." She admitted. Anderson looked at her in confusion. "I do love him very much, for god knows why, but I didn't want to be in a relationship with him as long as that insane man was around here, but he convinced me eventually." Cuddy smiled as she looked over to her lover.

"You know I can still hear you," House didn't hide his smirk after hearing the declaration of her love for him.

"Good, then I don't have to tell you again later." Cuddy smiled goofily before turning to her daughter who squirmed in her seat. "What's wrong baby?"

"Oh I'm fine," House told her and she rolled her eyes.

"Not you," She put her hands on Rachel's shoulder. "Are you alright Rach?"

"I need to go potty." Rachel didn't run out since her mother had scolded her just a few minutes ago.

"Oh sweetie, you should have just told us." Cuddy turned to House. "House, since you are clearly doing nothing, why don't you take our daughter to the bathroom?"

"Oh but I am doing something, my dear," He closed his eyes once more. "I am sleeping."

Cuddy glared and got ready to argue with the insufferable man when Anderson stood up. "Come on Rachel, I'll take you while mommy and daddy have foreplay. I need to get out of this office for a few minutes anyways." She took Rachel's hand and began to walk out.

"Auntie Ginger," Rachel looked up curiously as they walked out. "What's foreplay?"


Wilson, long back in Princeton, looked over the final files before going home. He remembered how both his friends reacted to seeing that creep at the Christmas party and he was shocked Cuddy had invited him, but he acted as if they had just met. Curious, he looked up the name of his former superior. He quickly found several links that could provide him with the information he needed and decided to click on the first.

His eyes grew wide at the headline he read from an old newspaper over 30 years old. He reread it several times before reading the article. After skimming and getting the important highlights of the astounding article he opened another webpage and looked for a more current article until he found just what he needed.

Picking up his phone and dialing a number he knew to memory, he kept his eyes locked on the two articles.

Obsessive Ex-Boyfriend Attempted to Rape Defenseless Ex-Girlfriend

Daniel Fisher, Psychopathic Inmate Escapes Asylum after Killing Psychologist


"Rachel, sometimes I think you're parents are crazy." Anderson said when they entered the bathroom as she immediately made her way to the sink to wash her face and get freshened up.

"I've known that for a while Aunt Ginger," Rachel said jokingly through the stall.

"That's good," Ginger smiled into the mirror.

Suddenly there was a loud noise coming from outside the bathroom. Anderson, as a reflex, quickly ran to check what it was. There was a huge mess at a nurse's station just a few feet away. Two carts had crashed into each other spilling all containments, and unfortunately for every doctor and nurse in the area, the first cart was open boxes of meds and the second were brand new glass test tubes. Why they were where they were, nobody knew nor did anyone care with the mess.

"Dr. Anderson, please can you help?" A nearby doctor asked pulling her towards the mess of pills, broken plastic and glass without waiting for a response.

"Rachel, come out to the nurse's station when you're done." She managed to call out before going to help everyone fix the mess.


House groaned as he felt his phone vibrate. Cuddy stopped talking to him after Rachel left the room, deciding that she didn't feel like wasting her breath on nothing. She stared at him with a brow raised as he whined and reached his phone. She smiled. Cuddy loved how karma always makes House suffer if only a little.

"What do you want?" House asked annoyed into his phone, knowing the Dancing Queen ringtone too well.

"House, it's about Fisher, I think you and Cuddy should know something." Wilson spoke frantically as he skimmed the articles quickly once more.

"Wilson, whatever it is you just found out about Fisher, we've known for a while now." House rolled his eyes as he put Wilson on speaker for Cuddy to hear.

"Sorry Wilson, House probably knows more than you do." Cuddy told him as she continued to file through the papers. Thank god for her years as Dean, or this would have been deathly boring.

"I don't think you know everything. I think that he is more danger than you might think Lisa." Wilson said her first name to let her know this was completely personal. "He is probably ten times worse than you think."

House and Cuddy listened in intently. Maybe Wilson did have something important to say afterward. Neither spoke and waited for Wilson to go on with his statement.

"Lisa, Greg," Wilson paused. "Fisher killed his psychologist, he's a murderer."


"Aunt Ginger where are you?" Rachel called out as she walked out of the bathroom. Her eyes suddenly grew huge as she saw a man approach her. "Aunt Ginger," She managed to scream once more.

"Rachel?" Anderson looked up hearing the scream. She stood up and looked around. "Rachel, where are you?" She knew she heard the little girl. She quickly ran to the bathroom, abandoning the mess, and went to the stall she last saw the girl at. Empty. Panicked she ran out.

"Rachel!"


A/N: Apparently dashes dont work anymore so I have to use the actual line to separate my sections lol well anyways, around the ending everything began to happen at the same time. When Wilson did his research and the girls were in the bathroom same time. When Wilson talked to them and Rachel was calling for Ginger, same time. LOL I dont really know how to do that, so if you guys have suggestions that would be great.

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-Jess