The two women had shot truths and answers back and forth, for the past five minutes except neither had chosen a dare yet. Out of fear, or the same strategy, neither of them knew. The ball was now sitting in Cuddy's court.

"Truth or dare?" Cuddy asked Thirteen, but the way she had been playing so far, Cuddy knew what the answer was definitely going to be.

"Truth." Came the younger woman's voice as Lisa contemplated her words, and seemed to be choosing between several, carefully thought out questions, questions that had the ability delve deep into Thirteen's mysterious past without letting her think she was divulging anything of importance, but Cuddy already had enough information to bring her premeditated, slightly blunt End-Game.

Thirteen would never tell, but her stomach dropped at the slightly mischievous look that crept onto Cuddy's face as she seemed to be torn between two questions. She knew that this would be a personal one, she knew Cuddy wasn't going to take pity on her, she knew Cuddy was going to 'Pull a House' and use this question to rip away whatever was left of the blanket draping across her past and emotions, exposing her. Thirteen's mind flashed with several 'Worst Case Scenarios.'

'Is she going to ask me about my Huntingtons? No... She can't be that mean... My brother? Again... It's Cuddy... She isn't House, She isn't that mean... It's going to be about my sexuality isn't it? Or about how many women I've slept with... I mean that's not really bad... It's not bad at all... That couldn't cause the sinister grin that's now plastered over her face.'

Thirteen thought to herself desperately. In a bedraggled, slightly urgent attempt at still looking as confident as she was at first, she picked up the half empty, sky blue mug that was in front of her, leaving a slight ring of condensation on the wooden table. Pressing the side of the cup gently to her lips and tilting it so the still warm liquid rushed through and coated her dry mouth. Still with a mouth full of coffee, she placed the beverage back down on the table, slightly off centre to the ring. She gave Cuddy a look that implied 'Hurry up, clock's ticking' as Cuddy's smirk grew wide and assured.

"How long have you been madly, head-over-heels, want to fuck him on the spot, in love with House?"

Cuddy's words came fast but clear and hit Remy's ears like a brick. Her eyes widened and she spat her coffee all over the table. Her face was a picture of surprise, shock, embarrassment and self-loathing as she just stared wide eyed at Cuddy, who sat across from her, surprisingly not splattered in coffee, just laughing. Cuddy raised an eyebrow suggestively before stating: "You aren't denying it."

"NO!" Thirteen yelled "No, no, no, no, no! I'm not, I mean he, I don't. Why would-" The words fell out of her mouth in strings of incomprehensible stutterings and Cuddy smiled a toothy grin at the younger doctor's reaction.

"Oh, The look on your face is priceless." Cuddy observed as she pulled out her phone and snapped a quick, discreet picture, somehow without Remy seeing.

"What look? I'm not... I don't love House!" Remy Hadley declared very strongly to the woman sat, still stifling laughter, in front of her.

"May I remind you, this is a truth or dare game and you are hereby obliged to tell the truth at all times if asked a truth question." Cuddy reminded her in the best 'Law School' voice she could come up with on the spot.

"I mean... I may have... had... a... small... VERY SMALL... crush... type thing... On House... at first..." She answered, a little more truthfully staring down at the table to avoid the piercing stares of Lisa Cuddy and to hide the rose pink that she knew for a fact her cheeks were turning.

"Okay." Cuddy replied, sounding genuinely convinced of Remy's confession. "Now tell me the truth about the intensity of your so called 'crush' ". Thirteen let out a huge breath neither of them knew she was holding and she seemed to deflate further into the red leather of the seat.

"I... don't know what you mean..." Hadley replied sheepishly, her voice small and almost inaudible as she finally looked up and met the older woman's gaze.

"I know you know what I mean Doctor Hadley, don't play dumb with me. The deep pink tint of your cheeks tells meeee..." Cuddy's index finger stroked her own chin in thought "You want to fuck him where ever you are... hard... every time you look into those blue eyes of his." She concluded.

Thirteen's eyes widened again and her gaze snapped around the diner, looking for any potential witnesses or unfavourable listeners.

"There's no one here, Honey. You can say what you want. And I can assure you none of it will ever get back to Gregory House." Cuddy assured Remy, with a tone in her voice Thirteen just couldn't pinpoint. The use of House's full name made Thirteen shudder slightly and something panged in her stomach. "Oh, Honey... You're in deep..."

"What?" Thirteen asked, Cuddy's words bringing her back into the reality before her.

"Your reaction to the words 'Gregory House' Is particularly interesting..."

"Can you stop... saying his full name please?" Thirteen half begged. The man sat at the counter with the soup let out a peculiar and dry cough and the two's head's snapped in his direction pointedly before dismissing it and Lisa resumed her torture of Remy.

"What name? Gregory House?" She asked as Thirteen's eyes closed slowly and involuntarily. "It is Gregory House.". Thirteen let out a soft moan of both disapproval and slight pleasure and Cuddy's thoughts turned sinister once again. "What is it you like about him? His bright blue eyes?". Thirteen's eyes tightened ever so slightly. "His intelligence?". She let out another quiet moan and Cuddy found this quite amusing to watch. "Or his supposedly skilled hands?". Thirteen squirmed slightly and Cuddy would have killed to see what she was imagining. The man let out yet another dry cough as Thirteen's eyes shot open and glared annoyed at Cuddy. Lisa tried to take that warning... she really did, but seeing Thirteen panting like she was, just because she had said a couple of things was too fun to give up just like that. "Let me guess..." She said as she thought for a second, receiving a confused and somewhat exhausted look from the other woman. "His office?" she asked as Thirteen frowned. "His place?" she tried again, receiving the same look "Your place?". Finally catching on, Thirteen shook her head, reluctant to play along but according to her body, she had no choice. "Huh... Ooh! I know! An Exam Room?" Cuddy yelled. Thirteen's eyes closed abruptly, telling Cuddy she was right. "That's your House fantasy?" Cuddy asked, slightly disappointed.

"What? Hell no!" Thirteen exclaimed, with a tinge of defence in her words.

"Oh come on! You can't react like that and still deny you love him!"

"I'm not denying that! I'm saying the Exam Room definitely NOT my House fantasy." Thirteen replied as a wall came down from inside her and she let the older woman inside.