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Blood surrounded House as he slowly drifted into unconciensness. When he woke up he was in a bed…his kitanda 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 wewe sleep?” Cuddy asked walking in and sitting on his kitanda 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 wewe see?” He wiggled his eyebrow. “Very much so Dr.” She alisema laying on the kitanda 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 alisema 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 alisema hopping around. “Sounds lovley.” Cuddy alisema sarcastically as she stood inayofuata to House. “Smack!” Someone shouted from down the hall. “Oh shit!” smack alisema and handed House a bottle of pills quickly and got the hell out of there. “He’s completley sane.” House turned to her and alisema 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 alisema nearly laughing. “That’s horrible!” She alisema playfully hitting him on the shoulder. He grabbed her kwa 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 alisema regretfully. She sighed and frowned slightly. “I understand.” She said. “I’m sorry. I know wewe wanted this so bad…and belive me I did too.” He alisema making her laugh a little.

“Shit!” She alisema 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. wewe work yourself too hard.” He alisema 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 alisema as he stood as well. “Would that mean I could screw wewe and your clones?” He asked. “No. You’re a perv.” She alisema straightening her shati out. “You gotta upendo 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 upendo you.” She whispered. ‘Did she just say she loved me?’ House hadn’t alisema he loved someone and meant it in over 10 years. “I upendo wewe too.” He whispered back. A smile crept on her face because saying ‘I upendo 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 upendo you’ but she also knew that if he did he really meant it.