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What Makes You Think

Why is that the brightest of the rainbow seem to fall into darkness. While those who tried so hard to be the rebels from good; feel obligated to do the right thing and after all still feeling free and untamed. The mystery of the shadows can only stay hidden for so long.

They were driving in silence, seemed like hours but only had been thirty minutes before they reached their destination. House stopped the car and turned to Cuddy; giving her glare that meant hurry up. Cuddy quickly got out of the car "What was wrong with House?" she thought inside her head as she walked to the front door of somebody's home. She raised her arm and gave a good three knocks before the door was answered. She was greeted by Rachel's friends mother. Cuddy smiled sweetly and spoke; "Is Rachel still up?" she asked as the woman opened the door wider to let her in. Cuddy slightly turned to see House watching her and turned back to the woman.

"Yes, the girls are in the room watching a movie." the woman stated ushering Cuddy to the back room. She watched her daughter smile fade as she opened the door. Rachel stood up with her newly bright red hair and walked over to her mother. Rachel watched her mothers face turned red as the devils eyes.

"Its time to go," all she could manage to say. She didn't want to embarrass the girl into front of her friend but it had seemed that Rachel had been getting out of hand. "Pack your things and lets go, Now!" Cuddy said sternly and Rachel sighed. Her forever sighs indicating that she was not happy with her mother choices just like anything else. So Cuddy turned on her heel and walked out the house without saying goodbye politely. When she made it back to the car she slammed the door causing Rebecca to wake up from her deep slumber. Rebecca rubbed her eyes and looked over to find her older sister getting in the car. Her eyes got big as she noticed Rachel's hair.

"Don't say a word," Rachel said pointing to her sister and all Rebecca could managed to do was laugh.

"How about you should have said many words, like "hey, mom can I dye my hair?" or even "Can we talk about something?" even that would have been a better start of a conversation about you coloring your hair the earths freaking core," Cuddy shouted as House started to pull away from the curb.

"Cuddy, just chill," House said sarcastically.

"House, shut up."

"What are you doing here anyway? Aren't you like brand from my mother or something," Rachel stated, rolling her foggy gray eyes and raising up to the front seat.

"and aren't you like branded form hair dye for the rest of your life," House said with a chuckle, Cuddy sent him a glare and Rachel sat back down, clipping her seatbelt tight. "You are no rebel Rachel Cuddy," House stated.

"and what makes you think you know me Dr. House?" Rachel questioned and the car filled with silenced for a short moment.

"What makes you think you know yourself?" Rebecca asked and everyone turned to look at her.

"What makes you think I care?"

"Because your are your mother's daughter," House stated looking over at Cuddy. Cuddy exchanged a looked with him, then turning quickly to stare at the window. House's thoughts were interrupted when Rebecca spoke, "Dad?"

"Yes?"

"So does this mean we can spend more time together?" and Rachel smacked her lips.

"the judge order that House can only see you for a few hours only twice a week and even that he has to be attended with company like Wilson or someone." Rachel stated.

"How come?"

"Because your father is a drug addict," Rachel answered.

"Rachel!" Cuddy shouted, pausing "You know sometimes you act like House more than you think." Cuddy finished and Rachel silenced herself looking at House. The father she always wanted. How could he do the things he did. How could he be an ego, sarcastic, non-loving buster but he was Rebecca's father. The same man who ran his car in her mothers house and the same man who got his heart broke from the same woman. After leaving finding out that she was bearing his child. Rachel looked over at Rebecca and then at the window. No one said another utter word.

When the car finally stop, they all got out the car and turned to House. He got out the car and returned the look, pointing to the jet. Just when House was about to start walking Rebecca grabbed his hand. He looked down at the tangles hands and then at her. "The shadows," Rebecca stated and House looked around him.

"Stanley start the jet," House shouted. The man nodded, walking over to them, grabbing their things and walking towards the jet.

"House, I'm not going anywhere until you explain what's going on," Cuddy said firmly and turned back to look at her. Just as he was about to say something it seemed as if the temperature had drop some more. He turned around to see the winds and shadows appear.

The shadows came and formed into a woman. She had jet-black hair and the blackest eyes caused from a rotten heart. Nails longer than black panther. She was tall and thin somehow still curved around her hips.

"Well, well, well, look who it is?" the young woman said, looking down at Rebecca. "Beautiful baby sister with ocean blue eyes,"

"What makes you think it was good to mark her up like that?" Better question, "Where is your mind?" House shouted, bringing Rebecca close to her. The woman laughed and fixing her eyes on House.

"Way out in the water," the woman answered, disappearing with nothing more.

"Hurry up and get on the jet," House said, looking at Rachel and Rebecca. They looked at their mother and ran to the jet for warmth. "I'll promise I'll explain everything on the jet," he said and Cuddy nodded. She moved up beside him as they walked over to the jet. As they boarded the jet and took their seats. House motioned for Cuddy to sit beside him.

"Who is she dad?" Rebecca asked before House could talk to Cuddy. Cuddy nodded, allowing him to tell the truth.

"Her name is Cordelia," House responded.

"Why she call Rebecca her baby sister?" Rachel asked, looking over at him.

"Because Cordelia is my daughter," House said. Rachel laughed but stop short when she noticed he didn't laugh. She raised her eyebrow and looked at her mothers shocked face. Could House really have older daughters. Was he that could at keeping secrets and if so what hidden things would come about.