He was walking to the elevator when something interesting caught his eye. House was talking to Cuddy, yea, that’s not something that happens for a first time but something else caught his attention – the way they looked at each other and the tender smiles on their faces. ‘So something happened ou …something HAPPENED’ he thought and it hit him. They were way too gentle to each other than usual. He moved closer to the cement parapet so he could hear at least a bit of their conversation. He couldn’t hear all of it but he sure heard words like “stud”, “lovely”, “mistress” and something about her office and Rachel but he didn’t know what exactly. Then he saw them separate, Cuddy – towards her office and House to the elevator. At that moment he could bet that House’s leg was better, his limping wasn’t as bad as it was the last time he saw him. ‘Hmm, that’s VERY interesting’.
House opened his office door to find his employees doing nothing.
“Come on, lazy butts, don’t toi have something better to do? At least play cards ou think of a way to shrink Taub’s nose.” He laughed as Taub threw him a stern look while the others laughed.
“So, it’s 09.30, I’m guessing we still have no case, huh?”
“Yup, we are waiting for Cuddy to give us something interesting.” Chase a dit trying to stop his laughter. “But hey, how come toi are here so early?! toi haven’t slept here, have you?” he added after it hit him.
“Jeez, Chase, that wasn’t the best toi could come up with. toi have potential toi know” House deflected. “Ok, I’ll go deal with your boss’s boss and try to get your minds off Taub’s nose” he a dit leaving the office.


“Hello there Cuddles.” He yelled getting in her office. Cuddy jumped and threw him a glare and then smirked.
“Couldn’t wait even until lunch, huh? I didn’t know I was so irresistible” she mocked.
“I just couldn’t get rid of the thoughts about that gigantic cul, ass of yours.”
“I’m sure” she chuckled.
“Actually” he added locking the door “It wouldn’t be bad” he was now coming to her bureau “To give your “Sweet Sauce” some sugar “Party Pants” “ He smiled at her.
“Not here, House” she a dit looking at her paper work. But he wasn’t going to let her just do her work. He turned her chair so she was facing him, lifted her and took her in his arms.
“What were toi saying?” he mocked one plus time.
“Greg…” she whispered after she felt his warm hands on her waist and his gentle kisses on her neck.
“Oh, I’m Greg now. I wonder what …”. She didn’t even wait him to finish his sentence. She gave him a passionate Kiss and moved closer to him like that was even possible. Their Kiss became plus tender and he started unzipping her jupe while his hand was on the small of her back. Right at that moment someone knocked at the door and took them out of their trance. They broke apart and started to fix their outfits.
“Who is it” Cuddy asked a bit startled.
“Wilson”
“Just a second, Wilson” she panicked a little. “Oh, great, now what are we going to do when he sees us here?” Cuddy whispered to House.
“Nothing. If he asks we’ll tell him that I was trying to convince toi to let me do a brain biopsy to my new patient.” He answered.
“Ok, that sounds good” she a dit walking to the door.
“Wow, toi must have something very important to do when you’ve locked the door.” Wilson a dit getting in the room when he spotted House sitting on the chair across her desk.
“Oh, House. Hmm, what are toi doing here ?” he asked arching his eyebrow.
“I was trying to convince Cuddy to let me do my job and let me do a brain biopsy to my patient.” House answered.
“Yea, but locked door?!” Wilson suspiciously added/
House and Cuddy looked at each other. They haven’t thought about that one.
“I could have locked the door on my way in the office” House tried to explain.
“Why did toi come here, Wilson?” Cuddy asked all of the sudden.
“I wanted to talk to toi about one of the donors”
“I’m listening” Cuddy a dit looking him in the eyes.
“I don’t know if toi knew but one of our donors, Mr. Johnson is now my patient.”
“Oh really ?” she asked concerned. “How’s his condition?”
“Not very good. Late stage of cancer.” He added sadly. “I knew that toi like him that’s why I told toi so toi can probably see him.”
“Yea, I could sometime soon. Poor man” she looked at Wilson sorrowfully. Then she noticed House’s grimaced face.
“You like him? He’s like 60 years old Cuddy.” He looked at her so she could read the pure shock and gross on his face.
“Not that kind of like House. He was one of the few donors who weren’t thinking that they are the best from the best.” She answered him sternly.
“Only toi could know that Cuddy” he mocked her. “Now I’m going to go.” He added and turned towards the door.
“Yea, I a dit what I wanted, I’ll leave toi to do your job now.” Wilson a dit to her and he too turned to leave.
Cuddy looked at them surprised but a dit nothing.
House and Wilson directed themselves to the elevator.
“What’s up between toi and Cuddy?” Wilson asked.
“What do toi mean?”
“There’s tension between toi too?”
“There always has been tension between Cuddy and me. Nothing new” House tried to drop the subject.
“I don’t know House. It looks different, at least today.” Wilson tried to get the truth.
“You are imagining stuff Wonder Boy”
“Maybe” Wilson smiled thinking of what he had seen that very morning - their smiling faces.

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“Wilson suspects something” House a dit entering Cuddy’s office. Again, she jumped off her seat.
“What?” she asked confused.
“When we got out of your office earlier he started asking me questions.”
“What kind of questions?” she was a little concerned now.
“Like ‘Is there something between toi and me’ He a dit that he saw tension” House smiled approaching her.
“There has always been tension between us. Wilson should know that better.” Cuddy laughed slightly.
“That’s what I said” he a dit lifting her off her chair once more.
“Kind of deja-vu isn’t it?” she asked smiling broadly at him
He didn’t answer. Instead he returned the smile and kissed her tenderly. After some time they broke apart still holding each other.
“Do toi think we should tell him?” House asked.
“Well, Wilson’s our friend. I think we should tell him.”
“Yea, you’re right. Let’s go to his office and surprise him” House a dit s’embrasser her again.