Chapter 34

At 3o'clock House jumped into his car feeling better than he had in weeks. The massage had relieved so many tensions all over and he felt relaxed and calm. He drove to the closest electronic store and bought a new cell phone, and then headed to the nearest restaurant for lunch. As he sat there and ate he thought about Wilson and the phone call.

"House! How could you! I thought you loved Cuddy!

How had Wilson known? Did he really love Cuddy? He wasn't sure. He would do anything to protect her and he liked seeing her happy. But love? Maybe he did. Maybe he loved her and he was just too cowardly to admit it. He needed to talk to Wilson this was his area of expertise. House finished his burger, laid a twenty on the table, and walked out.

When House got to the hospital, he decided that he would visit Cuddy and then talk to Wilson. He limped quickly to Cuddy's room hoping to see her and then find Wilson quickly. It had just hit him that Wilson thought he was cheating on Cuddy and he didn't want anyone else to find out. Especially because it wasn't true. He entered Cuddy's room and saw that she was sleeping. He watched her sleep peacefully for a couple of minutes and then limped out in search of Wilson. He found him in his office pacing and looking very agitated. Upon seeing House Wilson's eyes looked up in horror and then changed to angry.

"You idiot!!" Wilson started but House shut him up by lifting his cane threateningly and saying in a tone that was barely a whisper;

"Shut up" Wilson immediately stopped talking.

"I was with Ingrid you idiot getting a message for my leg, and nothing happened! You completely jumped to the wrong conclusion as you always do! Now tell me you did not, tell anyone about this!" House snarled. When Wilson's expression turned to one of utmost horror House began to get nervous.

"House, I didn't mean to..."

"WHO DID YOU TELL???" House shouted.

"She overheard me talking to you I didn't…"

"WHO DID?"

"House, lower your voice, it wasn't my fault…"

"UNLESS YOU WANT ME TO KNOCK YOU OUT WITH MY CANE I SUGGEST YOU TELL ME WHO YOU TOLD!" House was furious and shouted with rage.

"Cuddy heard me from her room, House I'm so sorry" Wilson stared at House expecting him to come over to him and hit him with his cane, but House's face turned white and he took several steps back.

"You didn't..." he muttered.

"I wasn't going to tell her I can't believe she heard me House I'm so sorry" House turned around and limped out. This couldn't be happening. House immediately began to limp to his office where he locked the door. He needed to think.

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Blythe sat in her hotel room and checked that she had everything. She had had such a delightful afternoon taking care of Emily. They had a nice afternoon walking around in the mall and sitting in the park. Blythe was so happy she wished she lived closer now so she could always be near Emily. That thought reminded her that her husband didn't know about Emily. She would have to tell him as soon as she got back.

Blythe got all the baby's things and got into the car heading to the hospital. She was sure that Greg would be waiting impatiently for her to bring Emily back even if he wouldn't admit it. The thought brought a smile to her lips.

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House sat angry throwing his ball against the wall. He had been pacing, and thinking hard since he had entered his office three hours ago. He looked at the time. His mother would be here soon, and it would be easier to confront Cuddy if Emily wasn't around. Making up his mind, House unlocked the door and limped to Cuddy's room.

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Wilson sat out on the roof deep in thought. House often came here when he wanted to think and he decided he would give it a try. He felt so bad about having jumped to conclusions he felt almost sick with remorse. He hoped to god he hadn't ruined House's chances for happiness. Or Cuddy's for that matter. What was he going to do?

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Cuddy sat in her bed too weak to move and too tired to cry. She had thought, that her and House were in a relationship. He had acted like he cared about her but for what? Had he really cared about her or had he been just trying to get into her pants? Her fury grew at this last thought and it wasn't helped when a dull clunk sounded in her room. House had arrived.

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House limped slowly into Cuddy's hospital room and sat down on the bench. He knew for a fact that Cuddy wasn't sleeping and that she was indeed faking for he had heard her mutter something that sounded a lot like "asshole" before he had walked in. House watched her pretend for a couple of seconds and then began;

"Cuddy, we both know you're not asleep, and I know we need to talk."

"Go away House, go see your mistress" Cuddy answered turning around and showing her back to him. House rolled his eyes and continued.

"Don't do this Lisa, Wilson jumped to conclusions this was all a misunderstanding""

House answered.

"How can I believe you House? Why would Wilson hear a woman's voice on YOUR cell phone, and not be right? What were you doing?" Cuddy turned over and stared straight into House's eyes. She wasn't going to cry, and she wasn't going to let him hurt her.

"I was with Ingrid Cuddy" House stated clenching his teeth. It took all he could to not shout the truth and shake her by the shoulders. But he had to do this right, he wasn't going to lose her.

"So! You we're with another woman!"

"Yes, and that woman happens to be one of the bests masseuses in the state. I needed some therapy for my leg if you must know, and I went for a full body massage! Happy now?" House practically shouted. He couldn't help it, he had been trying to keep some self control but his anger was too much. Cuddy's face changed and she eyed him reproachfully.

"YOU, went for a full body massage? That's the silliest thing I've ever heard. And you've come up with some good one's" Cuddy smirked. House's fury raged and he jumped up and threw his cane across the room.

"YOU THINK IT'S FUNNY? YOU THINK THAT MY LEG HURTING ME IS SILLY? WELL I'LL TELL YOU SOMETHING CUDDY! IT IS NOT SILLY! YOU WANT ME TO SHOW YOU? DO YOU? FINE I WILL!!" House looked ahead and put all the weight on his bad leg. He let out a yell and fell to the ground. Cuddy gasped and looked down where House was rubbing his leg furiously and squeezing his eyes shut.

"That make you happy Cuddy? You think I'm being silly now?" Cuddy watched as House fought to control himself and she felt sorry. He had put himself in pain, to get her to believe him. And it had worked.

"I'm sorry" Cuddy answered meekly. Cuddy watched as House poured three little Vicodins into his palm and swallowed them. A harried nurse hurried in just then and House gestured towards his cane. The older woman handed it to him and offered to help him up but House waved her away and sat up against the wall.

"Cuddy, I would never cheat on you. We have kids and I care about you. You have to believe that" House closed his eyes again and continued to rub his leg. Cuddy began to get teary eyed but quickly wiped them away. House took several deep breaths and opened his eyes. Cuddy stared into the depths of his blue eyes and said softly and sincerely;

"I do" Cuddy and House stared at each other, until Cuddy began drifting asleep. When House was sure she was out, he made his efforts to get up (which was extremely hard) and then limped slowly out of the room.