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Blood surrounded House as he slowly drifted into unconciensness. When he woke up he was in a bed…his lit at Mayfield. He looked around. He was in a room…his room and Mayfield. It had all been a dream. He was thankful that this time it had been a dream and not a hallucination. He wondered if he ever really kissed Cuddy.

“Hey. How’d toi sleep?” Cuddy asked walking in and sitting on his lit with him. “…I had a night mare, did we Kiss yesterday?” He asked. “…yes…twice. Why?” She asked confused. He let out a big sigh and leaned back into the pillows. “What’s the matter?” She asked. “I had a bad dream and I just wondered how much of it was really a dream. That’s all.” He said. “What was it about?” She asked curious. She smirked when he got up and all he had on was his boxers again. “Like what toi see?” He wiggled his eyebrow. “Very much so Dr.” She a dit laying on the lit rather seductivley.

Just before everything got hotter, they were interupted. “Houseeeeee. My main man. Wat up?” This crazy gangsta patient came in. “Hey, Wack.” House greeted as Cuddy looked at them. “Pound it.” Wack a dit holding his hand up for House to pound it. “Wack this is Cuddy. Cuddy this is Wack. Wack here is being released in 3 days.” House announced. “Yep. I’m gonna leave this place and go directly to the strip joint down town.” He a dit hopping around. “Sounds lovley.” Cuddy a dit sarcastically as she stood suivant to House. “Smack!” Someone shouted from down the hall. “Oh shit!” claque, smack a dit and handed House a bottle of pills quickly and got the hell out of there. “He’s completley sane.” House turned to her and a dit sarcastically.

Dr. Grey stopped out of breath and turned to House as he threw him the bottle. It was all routine. “And they are releasing him?!” She said. “Well…he is leaving, he’s just getting transferred to a different facility.” He a dit nearly laughing. “That’s horrible!” She a dit playfully hitting him on the shoulder. He grabbed her par the waist and they both fell back on the bed. She ontop of him.

“Where were we?” She asked leaning down to Kiss him. He flipped them over so he was ontop and had her arms pinned above her. “I can’t have sex with you.” He said. “Not until I get out of here. I don’t think it’s healthy for my brain…yet.” He a dit regretfully. She sighed and frowned slightly. “I understand.” She said. “I’m sorry. I know toi wanted this so bad…and belive me I did too.” He a dit making her laugh a little.

“Shit!” She a dit looking at her watch and pressing her fingers to her temples. “What?” He asked. “I have a board meeting in 20.” She replied sighing and getting up. “You need a vacation. toi work yourself too hard.” He a dit as she put on her shoes. “What I need is a cloning machine so I can clone myself. And then all my clones can do my job so I can stay here with you.” She a dit as he stood as well. “Would that mean I could screw toi and your clones?” He asked. “No. You’re a perv.” She a dit straightening her chemise out. “You gotta l’amour me though.” He said. “No, I don’t…” She sighed before continuing. “…but I do.”

She gave him a lingering Kiss on his lips. She pressed her forhead on his lips and he kissed it. “I l’amour you.” She whispered. ‘Did she just say she loved me?’ House hadn’t a dit he loved someone and meant it in over 10 years. “I l’amour toi too.” He whispered back. A smile crept on her face because saying ‘I l’amour you’ to him was the truth and a little test in its self. She knew it would be hard for him to reply with an ‘I l’amour you’ but she also knew that if he did he really meant it.