Chapter 13 : hope you'll enjoy this new chapter!

-Hey! How are you doing today? I've heard that you're well enough to go home next week, that's good news, isn't it?

-I guess so…

-Is it a … problem?

-No, no... it's just that… forget about it! Can you help me? It's not easy to get dressed with those casts and it's time for my physical therapy.

-Sure I can.

-Greg! How are you?

-Hey! Who are you? House asked and looked at the woman that just ran to him, then at Wilson with arched brows.

-House, it's Blythe, your mom, Wilson replied embarrassed. Sorry, Blythe.

-It's ok, Wilson. Greg, I'm your mom, I should have been here yesterday but ... well, now I'm here and I'm gonna take care of you, the doctor told me that you're going home next week, I'll stay with you to help you…

-No, no, I … It's very nice of you, but… you know, I don't want to disturb you, you have probably lots of things to do and…

-It's not a suggestion, it's a fact, I'll stay a few days with you when you'll go back home. Wilson explained me that I could maybe help you to recover your memory if I show you photos and if I talk with you about the past. And I'm determined to do it.

House shot Wilson a dirty look.

-Well, I guess I have no choice… But you should feel ashamed to take advantage of the weakness of an invalid.

-Greg! You never liked to depend on people, did you?

-Well, I suppose that nobody likes it. But… I should get out of here only next week, so… why are you here today?

-Greg, I was worried about you! You had a serious accident.

-Well, let's admit it, but you didn't answer my question. Why are you here today? Do you plan to stay here?

-Well, I … No. I… I had planned to go to Miami, but… I can cancel my trip if you need me.

-No, no, go to Miami, I have to stay here one more week, so I won't need you yet. But I still don't get why you come?

-I just wanted to assure me that you were fine.

-And?

-Oh Greg, you always know when people don't tell the whole truth, don't you?

-I guess yes, but you know I suffer from amnesia.

-Greg, I… I have something I wanted to tell you… I have met someone and we're getting married next week. Blythe waited for House to react but he said nothing. I … I wanted to tell it to you before but then you… you had this accident and…

-Great! My best wishes for you and …?

-George.

-Enjoy your wedding!

-I'm sure he'll understand if we put it off until later…

-Don't be stupid! Go and marry your George, I don't care, I don't remember you, you mean nothing to me. Bye! I should go to my therapy. Deep inside him, House felt hurt, even if he never showed his feelings to her mom, he cared about her.

-House! It's your mom! Wilson exclaimed.

-I… I think I should go, Blythe replied, she felt hurt and disappointed. See you next week.

-I… I'm sorry, I wish you a great ceremony.

-Thanks.

The next two days passed quickly. House was busy: his new case and his physical therapy let him few time to think about his life. Cuddy came to talk with him, to flirt with him to be more precise. And House didn't hesitate to tease her. And of course, sometimes they quarreled. It seemed that they have created a new complicity, something like their relationship before their affair, but neither House, nor Cuddy was really satisfied with it, both craved for the other one but didn't dare to make a step forward so afraid they were to screw it up one more time. And a new bet went around in the hospital: this time it was about the chances House got to get Cuddy back. It was late when Cuddy came to his room that day.

-Congratulations!

-Why?

-I've heard that your patient was cured. You may have lost your memory about your own past, but you're still the brilliant diagnostician I used to know.

-Yeah, I know, I'm a genius, House replied jokingly.

-Too bad that you didn't lose your arrogance.

-But you like it…

-Hm, I … I came to tell you that I won't be there the next days, I…

-Why do you think I'd care?

-Well, I…

-Go on holydays with your stupid boyfriend, House cut her off abruptly. He didn't know why he said that, he didn't mean to say that, jealousy pushed those words out of his mouth.

-House! It's not what you think!

-Oh you care about what I think?

-House! Cuddy gave him a dirty look and left. She really needed to get him out of her system or this man was going to drive her crazy. If he wasn't so stupid, he should have understood that she still loved him. But maybe she was wrong, maybe he didn't love her, maybe she has imagined all what happened between them the last few days, the way they flirted with each other, their complicity...

And the day came to go home. Of course, House would need to rest for a few more weeks, but he didn't need to stay at the hospital. On the contrary, to be at home could help him to recover his memory. An ambulance would drive him home. House greeted the news with fear and despair. If he stayed away from the hospital, how could he flirt with Cuddy? How could he seduce her again? How could he show her that he has changed, well at least that he was willing to? He hoped to see her before they drove him away, he wanted to apologize to her. Wilson told him she was attending a conference in London, that's why she wasn't there. Wilson and Blythe found him lost in dark thoughts.

-Greg! I'm here, I'm gonna stay a few days with you.

-And what does George think of that?

-Don't worry for him, he can stay alone a few days.

-If you say it…

And Blythe went with House to his apartment. On the way home, House didn't say a word. He just listened to his mom. He didn't remember that she could be so chatty. Once in the apartment, Blythe began to tidy it up. And House became slowly crazy.

When Cuddy finally came back this afternoon at the hospital, she went first to House's room, because she needed to see him, but she only found an empty room. First, she thought his state worsened. She ran to the intensive care but he was nowhere to find. Then she asked the nurses and learned of House's returning home. And she felt hurt, because he didn't tell her, because nobody told her it was today that he had to go out of the hospital. "I think it's time for me to turn the page and to let him go". She was so disappointed that she agreed to have dinner with her sister and a friend of her the next day. Usually she refused such "rendezvous", but this time she wanted to show House that she didn't care anymore about him, that she had enough with his jokes, that she moved on. Well, at least, she wanted him to believe it, because to be honest, she was far away to give up on him… and his reaction when she had told him she wouldn't be there for a few days could be a sign that he cared about her, at least that he fancied her. So to make him jealous could be a good thing to see if she was right about House's feelings towards her.

The next day on the way to the hospital, she thought about House. Maybe couldn't he tell her that he was leaving? But at least, he could have called her once at home! She didn't know where the time went, but when she had finally some quiet time, it was already 7.00pm. Time to go home and to get dressed for the dinner with Julia and her "sweet-friend-that-for-sure-Cuddy-will-like". The dinner was so boring, how could Julia be friend with such a stupid guy! He tried it on with Cuddy the whole dinner and he was so oafish! Finally, Cuddy pretended to be exhausted and went home.

As for House, he pretended to be exhausted and to need to sleep. The whole day his mom showed him photos and talked about his childhood. Of course, House knew she did her best to help him, he also knew that she cared about him, but he won't stand another day like this. That's why he sent this SMS to Cuddy, hoping she'd come. "Urgent, need your help, going crazy for pain, HELP ME!" It was 1.00am.

Cuddy was lying on her bed. She couldn't sleep. Too many thoughts ran through her mind. After she read House's message, she first thought he was joking as usual, that he wanted to make fun of her one more time, and she decided to ignore him. After all, his mom was with him… But maybe she was wrong, maybe he really needed her… or did she need him? However she texted him back "I'm coming". On the way to House, Cuddy was well determined to tell him to leave her alone, that she didn't care anymore about him and that she had more than enough with his stupid jokes. She parked her car in the street along House's apartment. She got out of her car and began to walk to his door when she suddenly heard a whisper.

-Hey Cuddle, come here!

-What the hell are you doing? I thought you were dying for pain!

-Shh, don't cry! Blythe is sleeping on the couch in my living-room and I don't want her to wake up. Come, I'll help you.

-House! I'm fed up with your jokes, it's not funny anymore. I go back home.

-No, Cuddy, please, don't…

-You're fine and you don't need me, good night!

-Cuddy, please! I… I need you, my leg hurts like hell and …

-And what? Take a vicodin and forget about me!

-Cuddy! I love you. Cuddy stood there unable to move. She stared at House, he seemed sincere, his eyes expressed fear.

-What… what did you say? She stuttered.

-Would you come in please? I have to talk to you, he whispered and moved back in his room, waiting for her to come.

-House! It's 1.30am and I don't feel going through your window…

-Com'on, Cuddle! Give me your hand.

After some effort, she finally came in. She just had time to stand up and straighten her sweater. The second after she was in House's room, she found herself in House's arms. He looked at her, bent over her and kissed her gently. She had forgotten how sweet and warm his lips were. When he pulled back, she looked at him and smiled.

-I didn't think you need me that way, she whispered in his ear and kissed his neck, feeling her body on fire. She missed him so much.

-I need you Cuddy, I need your body, I want to go backwards, I want you, he replied holding her tight. Cuddy stopped kissing him, moved slightly back from him.

-What do you mean? She asked tensed.

-I… Cuddy, I remember everything, he answered still holding her.

-I… I don't know what to say.

-So just shut up and enjoy the moment, he replied kissing her more sensually this time, tasting fully her lips, playing with her tongue, drawing her closer. And little by little he felt her relax. She kissed him back passionately. They both gave all their soul into this kiss. Suddenly they lost their balance and fell on the floor in a deafening noise.

-House, are you ok? Cuddy asked worried.

-Yeah, I'm fine, and what about you?

-Everything's ok, she smiled and was about to kiss him when they heard Blythe.

-Greg! What happened? Are you ok?

-Nothing, mom, don't worry, I just had a nightmare, House replied and beckoned Cuddy to hide in his wardrobe.

-Greg, oh my God! Did you hurt you? She exclaimed as she opened the door and saw him lying on the floor.

-No, it's ok, I'm fine, go back to bed.

-Wait, I'm gonna help you, lean on me. Once House in his bed, Blythe hesitated to leave him alone.

-Mom, I assure you, I'm fine, go to bed.

-Ok, but if you need something, just call me.

-Yeah, good night.

House waited a few minutes after Blythe left the room.

-Cuddle, you can come, House whispered. Slowly she opened the door of the wardrobe. He was lying on his bed, staring at her, his eyes sparkling. Come!

-Are you sure it's a good idea to hide like teens?

-Yup, because I know you love it, he replied drawing her close to him.

-You're very sure of yourself, she said grinning and went over him.

-You just have to be careful and not to moan too loud, he replied with a smile.

-Make sure you won't moan too loud, she said and gave him a soft tap. Then she kissed him slowly, kissed his lips, then his jaw, his neck, and her hands put his shirt off. Then she kissed his chest sensually moving around him, her body on fire, craving for his hands to put her sweater off, what they did very slowly. She felt him hardened under her and suddenly he was over her, nibbling her ear, licking her neck and then kissing her lips eagerly.

-I missed you, House, she whispered between two kisses.

-I missed you too, Cuddy, he moans softly, moving slowly but sensually around her in spite of his cast, feeling the heat of her body, the blood in his temples. It was like everything else didn't exist, as if just the two of us were alive this night. Their hearts made a race, their body never had enough of the other one, it was so good to taste her, to feel him, to caress her perfect body, to breathe him, to feel her tightened around him, to feel his arms around her.

5. 00 Am. Everything was quiet. Cuddy looked at House. He was sleeping. She tried to go out of the bed without waking him up but she failed.

-Hey, sweetie, where are you going?

-House, it's 5.00 Am, I think I should go before your mom gets up.

-Yeah, you're right. But promise me you'll come back tonight, he said holding her wrist.

-I … I don't know, she replied and sat down next to him.

-So, it was just a one night stand? I've hoped we could start again… he whispered heartbroken.

-No, that was more than a one night stand, House! At least for me, she said staring at him.

-Because you thought I didn't mean what I told you?

-House! Try to understand. I can't let Rachel every night by my mom!

-Yeah, you're right, I'm sorry. I'd love to go to you, but… , he showed his leg, I can't!

-House! she said and caressed his cheek gently. I'll ask Julia for tonight. But you have to be worth it… she added smiling, sparkles in the eyes.

-I will, he replied kissing her hand. Have a nice day.

-You too, she whispered and gave him a soft kiss.